ANNE'S TALE

BY OAK

Anne gaped at all the big luxury cars, as they drove up the
driveway. Moms old Ford seemed totally out of place. She noticed
how some men stood by the entrance and parked the cars. But no
one came to park their car, so mom had to park it herself. The
staff looked superior at them, as they walked up the stairs. Anne
felt very uneasy and hung on to her mother's hand, who gave it an
encouraging squeeze. Even though it's clear that she felt as
uneasy as her daughter. "Remember, be very polite and do whatever
Natasha want you to" Her mother admonished, as they entered the
big house.

Anne could feel that everybody stared at them and whispered as
they crossed the hall, to greet their hosts. This was a young
woman around mom's age and a girl a little younger than herself.
Anne was very surprised, as she'd never seen mom act as humble
towards any one as she was towards the host. Anne didn't neither
know the woman nor the girl. But mom had told her that it was her
aunt and cousin. The greeted the pair very polite and Anne even
managed to curtsy for both her aunt and cousin—she'd practised
curtsying like frantic for the last couple of days. Anne thought
that they were very arrogant, as they hardly deigned them a look.
Blushing red mom grabbed her hand and pulled her over in the
remotest corner, as far from the stuck-up couple as possible.

All the fashionable guests ignored them, but an elderly couple
came and greeted mom very hearty. "Why don't you go and get
yourself a soda and something to eat?" Mom ordered and gave Anne
a push. The young girl wasn't much for leaving the secure corner,
but her mother gave her another push, making it clear that she
wanted to be alone with the couple, so very hesitating she walked
towards the dresser.

Halfway she was met by her cousin and 2 other girls. "Where have
you got that dress…..? In a 2nd hand shop?" She asked haughty.
"No" Anne replied offended, as it's the prettiest dress she ever
owned. "Mom sewed it to me" She explained, very proud, thinking
of the efforts her mom had put into it and the, for them, very
expensive fabric. Even though she had to admit that it wasn't as
fantastic as the 3 girls' robes. "Mom sewed it to me" The haughty
little bitch sneered. Causing Anne to blush. "So do you mommy sew
all your clothes?" She asked with a mean smile… "Not all but much
of it" Anne explained- Remembering that she should be polite and
do whatever Natasha ordered her to. "Your undies too?" Anne
didn't like this at all and looked for her mom. Who was talking
to the elderly couple and acted like she didn't see her
daughter's troubles. "No of course not" She replied, which
actually wasn't the truth, as mom actually have made a set of
very sexy undies to her. But to day she's wearing a brand new set
of Barbie undies. "Show us" the cruel little girl ordered,
causing her friends to giggle. "What?" she asked quite shocked,
looking for her mom again, who still acted like she didn't see
her. "It's easy for you to say no. So we want to see if you're
telling the truth?" Anne really didn't want to, but having to
follow orders, she meekly and reluctant lifted her dress, showing
her panties to the 3 girls. Hoping that it was enough and that
the girls would let her go. "They surely look homemade to me…
What do you think? Natasha asked her 2 friends. "I'll say, that
mommy sewed them" the one replied… "Yeah!!! Me too" the other
agreed. "But they're not" Anne protested, not liking this at all.
Still hoping that her mom would come and rescue her. With a mean
laughter, Natasha said "We can see if there are any fabrication
marks in the panties"… …"Splendid idea" the other 2 laughed. Anne
noticed that some of the guests moved closer, but no one seemed
to would help her though.

Awkwardly Anne tried to roll the rim of her panties down, to show
the fabrication mark, with one hand while holding her dress up
with the other. "That won't go! Give me your panties" Anne had
feared that. But meekly she dropped her dress, reached up under
her dress and pulled the little panties down and handed them to
the mean little girl. Who didn't even look at them, but just
crumpled them up and put them into her handbag, simply ignoring
Anne's protests.

Even though Anne hoped that her ordeal was over she knew deep
inside that the 3 mean girls wouldn't let her go. So before the
next command came, she already knew what it would be. "Lift your
dress again" The mean little girl ordered. Anne didn't even
protest, but reluctantly and sobbing lifted her dress up again.
As Natasha meant she was to slow, she gave her a resounding box
on the ear, leaving her 5 fingers on her chin, and ordered
"Faster". As Anne still was reluctant, she simply gave her a box
on the other ear too, which really broke Anne down and crying she
lifted her dress and showed her bare butt and hairless little
pussy to the world. Once again she looked for her mom, to her
horror she realised that there wasn't any help to get there, as
she looked directly at her halfway naked daughter and then looked
away.

Trying to be as modest as possible she squeezed her quite pretty
and shapely legs together, in an attempt to hide as much as
possible. Natasha whispered something to one of the other girls,
who nodded and ran laughing out of the room. The she turned
towards Anne again, who still stood with her dress up her hips
and the legs squeezed together, and ordered her to strip
completely. Still dazed after the hard boxes on the ears, Anne
didn't dare to protest and undressed, crying. Trying to cower
herself, she held one arm over her nipples and the other over her
pussy. "Hands behind your head and legs spread" the little meanie
ordered. Anne noticed that most of the guests had gathered around
them. Still no one did any attempt to help her, in the matter of
fact the most looked like they enjoyed the sight of the naked and
crying young girl.

As she didn't obey, she got several boxes on the ears, sending
her head from side to side, almost knocking her of her feet.
Until she folded her hands behind her head her head and spread
her legs a little. But Natasha simply kicked the legs further
apart, until it's difficult for her to keep her balance.

In the meanwhile the other girl came back, carrying a big bag.
Natasha opened it and searched for something. With an evil smile
she came up with a riding crop…

******

Anne stood naked, hands behind her head and legs widely spread.
She's stopped crying, looking very nervous at the riding crop,
which Natasha, her 2 year younger cousin, held in her hand,
swinging it trying in the air. She's only all to aware of, what
it could be used to, as her mother used 1 to punish her. That was
another concern of hers! Why didn't her mom, rescue her? But she
stood looking just like everybody else. Even chatting and
laughing.

Natasha pointed towards the nearest table and ordered the hapless
naked girl to bend over it. Anne looked pleading at her mother,
in vain though. Then accepting her fate, she walked over, leaning
over the table, grapping the sides with her hands and spreading
her legs as far as possible. The familiar position from when her
mom used the crop on her behind.

The little meanie, who really enjoyed controlling and humiliating
her older cousin, swung the crop and with all of her power she
landed the first cut on Anne's naked butt. Causing her to shriek
from the pain. Again and again the crop landed on her poor
behind, until it was covered by thick red swollen stripes.

"Ups, Think you forgot something" the little meanie said to
Anne…. "Wh… Wha… What?" She sobbed. "You forgot to count and
thank for the lashes"… and continued "So we have to start all
over again"… 'Oh No' Anne thought, but she didn't dare to protest
loudly though, accepting her fate. Wondering how she possible
could endure another whipping. The little meanie smiled smug and
said "Oki, you count and thank for each blow. If you miscount or
forget to count, I start from 1 again… Understood?"… Anne was
horrified, how should she manage to both count and thank and
remember how many she'd got. But managed to say "Yes! Miss."

The first cut landed, on her already very sore butt; "Ouch… 1
Miss… Thank you Miss" She cried out. She managed to count right
until 15, which she counted twice. Natasha didn't notice, but an
adult pointed it out. Anne wasn't sure but it really sounded like
her mom.

"Ok! Then we'll start from 1 again" the evil little girl laughed…
"Oh no, please… I cannot…" Anne implored… In vain of course. The
little girl swung the crop once more and somehow Anne managed to
count the cut. But as her poor butt, got sorer and sorer, it
became more and more difficult for her to count and when the
meanie at long last, decided that she'd got enough, she was
unable to count to more than 2. Anne's butt really was a mess,
thick red swollen stripes, that somewhere already was turning
blue, covered it. She really wondered how she should be able to
sit for the next many days.

Next she's ordered to lay down on her back on the table, with her
butt just on the edge of it. She did as ordered, totally passive.
Before she even realised what happened, she's helplessly tied to
the table- hands to the other end of the table. Her legs widely
spread and forced up with her feet touching the table over her
head. So her totally exposed pussy, was pointing directly up the
air. The mean little girl placed the crop on the exposed pussy.
Instinctive Anne knew what was coming… "Ohh, No, not there…
Please not there… NNNOOOO" She begged and then she screamed, from
the intense pain and horror, as the first blow landed on her
pussy. Quite sure that she should count the blows there too, she
managed to calm herself down and count and thank for the lash… As
the little meanie continued to whip her pussy, it didn't last
long before she was babbling frantic with terror and pain. But
the lashes continued to rain on her, until she's laying limb not
even able to cry.

They untied her again, only to tie her laying over a stool. Arms
tied to 2 legs and her legs to the other legs. So she was
standing on all 4, with the stool under her stomach.

Still frantic from the severe whipping of her pussy, Anne didn't
catch was happening. Until she felt something touching her anus…
She managed to turn her head and saw a man kneeling behind her.
She tried to scream as he forced his dick up her ass. But it was
muffled, as another man forced her to look forwards and rammed
his dick down her throat- Almost suffocating her. The 2 men found
a rhythm, so they rammed their dicks in and out simultaneous.
Making it impossible for her to scream from the agony, as she
felt as her butt was torn apart. Luckily for her, it didn't take
long until the shot their loads up her butt and into her mouth.
The guy who fucked her mouth, held her so tightly that she had to
swallow it. They moved aside and immediately replaced by 2
others. They continued like that until every male guests had
fucker her at least once. Some came in her mouth, other preferred
to shoot her in the face. Her face was covered in cum and it
dripped out her abused butt as well.

She was complete out of her senses, more or less unconscious.
When she was untied and forced down on her back on the floor.
Someone threw a bucket of ice- cold water over her, bringing her
somehow back to her senses. A woman knelt down, with a leg on
each side of her head, grabbed her hair and forced her head up
towards her pussy and ordered "lick me… Or Natasha will whip you
worthless cunt again". She really didn't want that and hesitating
she began to lick the pussy. She wasn't especially good it, as
she'd never tried it before, but she was eager to please and did
her very best. Feeling that her ordeal was over soon. She's
really shocked, when she realised that the next in the line was
her mother. Who forced her daughters face so hard up against her
cunt, almost suffocating her again. "Better do it properly... Or
I'll let Natasha whip you cunt to the blood flows" Close to panic
and crying she licked like mad. Luckily enough, she satisfied her
cruel mother too and even luckier only a few of the women wanted
her to lick them. But never the less she's totally exhausted. She
felt someone lifting her up, carrying her out to her mother's car
and simply toss her into the trunk…

******

Anne laid in the dark, cold trunk, naked, crying, freezing and
most of all wondering, why her mom did this to her. Somehow she
managed to cry herself to sleep. She didn't wake up until her mom
jerked her out of the trunk, with a solid grab in her long blonde
hair. She didn't give her dazed daughter any chance to get on her
feed, but simply dragged her along in the hair. First when she
stopped to open the door, her crying daughter got a chance to get
on her feet. But with a brutal jerk in the hair, she was sent
floundering to the ground again.

Inside she's dragged to the bathroom- Her mother found a pair of
handcuffs and locked them round the little girls' wrists,
fastened a chain to the handcuffs, walked over to a control
panel, which she just got installed a few days ago, pressed a
button and slowly her hapless daughter was pulled on her feet.
She didn't stop before the little girl was hanging freely in the
air. Next a cuff was locked around each ankle and with a push on
another button, her legs was forced apart, spreading them so
wide, that she felt that she was torn apart.

Anne really was a mess, her butt and pussy, still sore,
discoloured and covered with swollen stripes after the severe
whipping she'd endured just a couple of hours ago. Her else so
pretty face was dissolved from tears and coated with cum. She'd
got several bruises and abrasions, for being pulled along.

Behind the curtain that had covered the control panel, there also
was a hose. Mom took it aimed at the hanging girl and opened for
the water. Who gasped for air from the chock when the ice-cold
water hit her… The jet was so powerful, that she was pressed
backwards. The evil woman aimed directly at her faces, almost
drowning her, as the jet was so heavy. When the hapless girl was
soaking wet. She cut of the water and took a scrubbing brush and
began to scrub, the screaming girl all over, especially each and
every corner of her little virgin pussy, until she was pink and
raw all over.

Once more Anne was pulled along in her long blonde hair, but at
least she's allowed to walk this time. She was dragged into her
room, where she was forced down to her knees. Her mother pulled
out a leather mask, with an inflatable gag inserted. Except from
a tube, in a nostril to breathe through, there weren't any
openings at all in the mask—there was of course also the tube to
the gag. With the mask in place, she couldn't speak, hear or see
and only breathe through the tube in her nostril. She'd made a
block of expanded polystyrene, so little girls body just fitted
in it. There were several leather straps on the block- bolts
going the whole way through the bloc and wooden plate, so they
couldn't be pulled out.

She laid Anne down in the block. It simply held the ½ of her body
firmly in place. But as she still could sit up, she used the
leather straps. The first she placed over her forehead, pressing
her head in place in the block and making it impossible for her
to move her head at all. Next strap was over her upper body, just
above her breasts, next just below her breasts, one over her
stomach and one just over her hips. 2 straps on each thigh, one
just below her pussy and one just above the knee. 2 on each shin,
just below the knee and over the ankle. There even were straps
for her feet.

Her hands was placed in gloves—make in stiff leather, so she
couldn't move them at all. The arms were securely strapped down
as well of course. One strap just below each armpit, one above
the elbow, one below the elbow and one over her wrists. So she
simply couldn't move at all. As the gag was blown up, she
couldn't utter a sound either. Anne was close to panicking. She
couldn't see, couldn't hear and the gag filled her mouth, so she
felt that her jaw was breaking, and breathing was difficult
through only one nostril.

Back in her bedroom, her mom, laid in her bed, very glad that
she'd let her internet friend (her so called sister) persuade her
to turning Anne into a slave slut. Not to mention all the money
she got for her daughters "performance". She wondered how much
money an 11 year old girls virginity would bring, if she put it
on an action on the internet.

As she always has been poor and with Anne's father never
accepting his daughter. She didn't have any scruples using her
daughter to get rich. Especially as she recently had moved her
hate and bitterness to Anne's father over to Anne instead. It's
only reasonable that the little whore did something to raise
money too.

When Anne's bruises were healed, they went to see Natasha again.
There was a couple of Km. left when Natasha stood at the roadside
and motioned them to stop. Anne was ordered to get out of the
car. Even though she feared the worst, she stepped out and stood
beside the car. Her little mistress ordered her to strip, which
she very reluctant did! It was very easy as she only wore a short
dress. The little meanie worked fast, and within minutes she'd
her slave girls hands securely tied behind her back, wrists
together and elbows tied together too. Another rope was tied
tightly around her waist, the long loose end, down between her
buttocks into her pussy and up under the waist rope again. Then
the little meanie's cruelty really showed as she tied the loose
end of the rope to the back of the car. Then she sat down in the
car and told Anne's mom to drive. Which she did, forcing her nude
tied daughter to run behind the car. It didn't take long until
before Anne was painting for air, running as fast as she possible
could, it didn't prevent the rope to cut down deep into her pussy
though. As they at long last stopped, she was so exhausted that
she simply dropped to the ground and laid gasping for air in
several minutes.

Anne's been washed down and tied spread eagle to a strange frame,
in the backyard. Her mistress talked about an all over tan, she
didn't understand what she meant though. Then she realised that
the frame slowly turned around, not only side ways, but up and
down too, so she sometimes was hanging upside down. It didn't
last long before she felt like a grilled chicken. Anne didn't
know for how long she's hanging there, but it's dark and quite
cold before she was released.

Back inside the hapless girls' ordeal continued. Since her last
visit, Natasha's made a lot of gear especially for her little
slave girl. First she put on a corset; it was so tight that she
had to get help from her mother to put it on. Anne got a real
wasp waist, she could hardly breathe and bending over was
completely impossible, next came on a posture collar, making it
impossible for her to move her head. But there still was
equipment to try out. She stared in horror on the boots her
little mistress showed her. They had so high stiletto heels that
she had to stand on the tip of her toe- Like a ballerina. She
wondered how she ever would get in them, for not to mention being
able to walk in them. But they came on and were securely locked
around her ankles. Staggering she struggled to stay upright. Next
she held a very long mean looking crop up in front of Anne's'
mouth, even though it's a new experience, she instinctly knew
what her little mistress wanted her to, meekly she opened her
mouth and bite into the crop. Wondering why. "You better start
practicing, in ½ an hour you'll have to walk properly… Else!!!"
Natasha said and patted her on the pussy. Staggering she began to
walk back and forth in the room. Even though her feet and legs
hurt like hell, gradually she managed to walk very nice and even
got praised for it.

To complete her outfit was a pair of gloves, made of very stiff
leather- so she only could hold her hands stretched. There was a
tray secured to the gloves.

Anne was ordered to bend her arms, so the tray was horizontal.
Then the tray was filled with bottles and glasses. "We're having
a party and you're going to serve for the guests" The little
mistress explained and let the quite helpless slave girl into the
next room…

******

Anne was really suffering, her feet and legs hurt from waking in
the extreme stiletto heeled boots, her arms aching of exertion,
holding the tray. That was filled up, with bottles and glass all
the time. When somebody took or put anything from the tray, she
should thank and make a curtsy. This was almost impossible for
her, both due to the boots and the very tight corset and posture
collar that made her whole upper body immobilized. Beside that
her butt, was hot, red and quite raw, as she's got several smacks
from the guests, which she of course should thank and make a
curtsy for too.

Just as she was about to drop the tray, due to exhaustion, her
little mistress took her aside and let her back to the room,
where she got dressed. She didn't get much rest though, but at
least she got rid of the collar, corset and those dreadful boots.

Then it was time for a new outfit. First she had to put her feet
into something that could have been rubber thighs. Which Anne
thought it was. They were so tight that Natasha had to get help
to pull them up. When up, Anne had to put her arms into 2
channels, holding her arms tightly into her sides. Last came on
the hood, with an inflatable gag, a stopper in the one nostril
and a very thin tube to breathe through in the other. Natasha
needed help to zip up the outfit. Except from a cut out around
her pussy, Anne was totally covered in rubber. Unable to see, she
was lead back to the party. She wondered what she should do, as
she was unable to see, and the rubber was so stiff, that she
hardly could walk. She felt that she was lifted up and placed on
something, unaware of what it's though. She was ordered to spread
her legs as far as possible and not to move. It's almost
impossible for her to do, due to the stiff rubber. So someone
simply forced her legs apart until she whimpered from the pain in
her hips. Then she felt something touching her virgin pussy and a
voice, it sounded like Natasha's' mom, said "You all know why we
are gathered here to day". Anne could hear an approving mumble.
"You've all seen our little maid; she's such a little cutie isn't
she? Not to mention how great she looks clad in rubber? Once
again an approving mumble. "As you know, one of you will have the
pleasure of being the first to fuck her, right here today in
front of every one. Yes, we're putting this little whore's
virginity for sale now. The one of you who gives the highest bid,
get her!" The poor girl became terrified, when she heard it and
wanted to protest, but could only utter some strange sounds due
to the gag and through the mask. Most of all she wanted to ran
away and, but being totally blind and helpless. She didn't dare
to move, but just stood there trembling, from fear and silently
crying, under her mask, as the bids got higher and higher.

In the meanwhile her mother stood watching, greed in her eyes.
Her hated daughter surely would make her one rich bitch. Not only
did the biding get much higher than she ever imagined, but she'd
also got another offer that she's thinking about. Anne got more
and more nervous as the biding seemed to continue forever. She
tried to remember the guests and their voices. But the mask
muffled the sounds so she couldn't hear it. At long last the
biding ebbed away and Natasha's mom could declare a winner. But
she didn't mention any names, so the unhappy girl, wouldn't know
who her first was. She was lifted down from the pedestal and
placed on her knees, head against the floor and butt up. She felt
something pressing against her little virgin pussy and then it
forced its way into her, she tried to scream from the pain, but
it's impossible due to the gag. The cock pistonied in and out of
her pussy, she could hear the other guests cheer on him and
despite- or perhaps- due to the pain and humiliation. She
actually got an orgasm from it. The man came too, pulled out and
kindly offered the other guests to take turns on her too. Which
they all wanted to, of course.

She was kept kneeling while man after man fucked her, in the
meanwhile quite raw little pussy and got orgasm after orgasm.
When all the men were satisfied, she simply fell to the floor,
like a rag doll.

The party was over, Anne's washed- the usual way sluiced with
cold water and was standing, naked, on all 4 while her little
mistress used her back as footstool. The 2 mothers and Natasha
was chatting, Anne didn't say anything as she's securely gagged,
but she listened and didn't know if she ought to be afraid or
glad over what she heard. They talked about an offer Natasha's
mom had given her mom, to buy her as slave to Natasha. Luckily
enough, she couldn't see them, as they were sitting behind her…
Because her mothers greedy look, surely would have scared her.
She didn't care about her daughter at all, she only thought of
the money- She wasn't even 30 yet and felt that she's wasted her
youth on a daughter she never wanted. But with the money from her
daughters' virginity and from selling her, she could have a great
time and as she's still young and good looking. She really would
enjoy life. After some long and hard talks she got the money she
wanted for her daughter… As Natasha's' mom had money enough she
really didn't care how much she had to pay. In the matter of fact
she would get the money back the next day and even the money for
Anne's' virginity and as she'd made arrangements for her mom too.
She would be paid for that too. Because within a few hours Anne's
mom would be as much a slave as her daughter. But that's another
story.

She got the money and prepared to leave, she only had one last
greeting to her former daughter, now Natasha's slave girl.
Ordering her to spread her legs further and to get her head down.
Meekly the little slave girl did as ordered and without any
warning, her mother kicked her right between her legs as hard as
she possible could. Sending the hapless girl screaming and
kicking across the floor… As the evil woman raised her leg to
kick the girl once more… Natasha took everyone, including
herself, by surprise and rushed to her slaves' aid. Placing
herself between the woman and her crying slave… She looked like a
real fury, read hair, flaming green eyes, fists placed on her
hips, almost snarling "Don't you even dare!" Her mother was quite
proud of her daughter, protecting her property like that. Anne's
mom actually got scared over the little fury and backed up,
trying to find a suitable grimace… Then she simply turned around
and left.

Then Natasha took her crying slave in the arms comforting her.
This made Anne feel loved and secure! Maybe life wouldn't be too
bad as a slave.

Later on all 3 was sitting and watching TV. Anne even got a cola,
which she had to drink from a bowl though. Natasha's mom got a
phone call and began to laugh. The 2 girls looked puzzled at her
and laughing she told them that Anne's mom just had started her
new life as a slave… Even Anne found it amusing and all 3 got a
good laugh….

******

Anne slowly woke up; she's lying in total darkness. She still
hasn't got used to her room, or what to call it. It was so small,
that her feet touched the one end and her head the other and she
couldn't stretch her arm out, without touching the sides and she
could barely crawl in there, without her back touching the
ceiling. The only entrance was a hatch in the end, which only
could be opened from the outside. In the matter of fact it's done
electronically. As she's got to get up and prepare breakfast for
her little mistress.

It's only a few days ago, her mom sold her to Natasha's mom,
turning her into Natasha's slave girl. She'd got many duties, the
first was to prepare and serve breakfast for her mistress and
during the day, while her mistress was at school and her mom was
at work, she should clean up the house and even though she did
her very best, they were never satisfied. So her poor butt,
always was red, hot and sore.

A buzz indicated that the hatch was open so she hurried to crawl
out and ran to the kitchen. Her mistress should have a glass of
milk, and a glass of orange juice, in the right temperature, 2
rolls with nutella and strawberry jam. Even though she prepared
the food and drink, she wasn't allowed to take any herself and
even though she wanted to take some. It's impossible for her, as
her mouth was stuffed with a huge cock-gag. As soon as she'd
arranged the tray, she even put a vase with a rose on the tray,
hoping that her little mistress would appreciate it; she hurried
to her mistress room. Hoping that she's in a good mod, as she's a
real redhead and a very temperamental one too. In the matter of
fact she's thoroughly hysterical and totally pampered.

She was awake when Anne entered her room and for once she smiled
quite friendly to her little slave girl. She even praised her for
the rose. Making Anne very proud and glad… Natasha chatted away
while she ate her breakfast, not caring that her slave was unable
to answer her. Anne listened concentrated though, as she by
painfully experience knew that her mistress might ask about
things she said and if she couldn't reply, she would be punished.

The little girl finished her breakfast and ordered her slave girl
to prepare her bath… Another of Anne's morning tasks, which she
had to be very careful with, as she so far have got spanked, for
to much and hot water and to little foam- 3 times in 1 morning
and the next day it's to little water and to cold and to much
foam. Anne was quite convinced that it just was reasons to spank
her, but didn't dare to say anything and as she already had
accepted her fate as slave girl. She felt that it's her little
mistress right to spank and punish her. Even though she did her
very best to do her duties as good as possible, so she didn't
have to be punished.

Just as she'd filled the tub, her little mistress entered the
bath room… "Undress!! Me" She ordered her little slave girl. Who
happily obeyed as she loved to touch her mistress' expensive silk
pyjama. While she unbuttoned the pyjama, her mistress reached out
and touched her nipples. She didn't have any tits yet, but her
nipples were quite big and perky. Anne didn't know it yet, but
they were about to be pierced quite soon and her labia too. It's
really difficult for Anne to concentrate on undressing her
mistress, as her poor nipples got twisted and turned, so hard
that she's close to tears. But somehow she managed, as her
mistress stepped into the tub, she prayed that the water was
right. Really the wonder happened, Natasha didn't complain at
all. Anne began to soap her mistress up, wondering what to do
when she came to her pussy, as she only was allowed to touch it
with her tongue and she's gagged. But as she approached the area,
Natasha simply removed the gag and she got down on her knees, and
began to lick her mistress' pussy clean. She did of course come
from the little slave girls efforts. After the bath, Anne dried
her mistress and dressed her too.

Then it's time for Anne to prepare for the day. She's allowed to
use the toilet and she'd better do both small and big. As she
won't be able to use the toilet again before Natasha come home
again. Then came the stuff that Anne surely hated… First the gag
was put back in place. Then she had to bend over and spread her
cheeks, while her mean little mistress inserted first a butt
plug, big enough to make her whimper and to be very uncomfortable
during the day, and then a dildo was showed up her pussy too. So
all of her holes were stuffed. She was allowed to raise and turn
towards her mistress, she had to spread her legs wide, and spread
her labia with her hands. While her cruel mistress placed a metal
clamp on her clit. Due to the gag she only could come with some
strange sounds… To finish it all up, she fastened a broad leather
belt around the unhappy slave girls' waist and tightened is as
tight as possible. Another belt was lead down between her legs
holding the dildo and butt plug in place. But it fulfilled
another task too. As there was several pressure sensitive spots
on the belt and every ,time she sits down, she'll get shocks on
the clit, through the clamp. So she wouldn't be able to sit down
before her mistress returned… Beside that she never knew, when
the dildo or butt plug was activated and for how long. First time
it started she dropped a very expensive vase and was serverely
whipped as punishment.

Natasha and her mom left, leaving the slave girl alone to her
duties. As always she began with her little mistress' room.
Envying her pretty room, making her bed, loving the feeling of
her silk bed linen, looking wistfully at all the fancy dolls. But
she didn't dare to touch them… Because she did touch the
prettiest on the first day and she still wonder how they found
out. But they did and she got her pussy caned as punishment.

Next she did the bathroom- but couldn't clean the toilet though.
But she cleaned the rest… Next she did Natasha's mom's bedroom.
It always took a hell of a time as it always was a mess. Dirty
clothes all over the place so it took it's time… She's happy that
she shouldn't do the laundry, as she wasn't sure that she could
do it right… After she finished the room, she's quite worn out
and would like to have a rest and something to drink. But she
couldn't so with a sight she went down to the kitchen, there it
always was nice and cool. Natasha's mom had got visitors the day
before, so the was a huge dish awaiting her… She was just
finished in time, as she heard her mistress at the door and ran
as fast as she could to meet her in the hall, as she should be
there, when her mistress opened the door. She just managed to get
there in time… As usual her mistress didn't say a word to her,
but just dropped her school bag on the floor and awaited her
slave to take her coat and hang it into the closet. Then she went
to her room, Anne meekly following her, carrying her school bag.

The mean little mistress inspected her room, hoping to find any
errors from her slaves side. But to her big dissatisfaction all
was nice and tidy. Even her bathroom was clean, except from the
toilet… "Have you cleaned the toilet?" The little meanie asked,
knowing the answer… Anne couldn't utter a sound but shaked her
head. With a snug smile the little girl removed her slaves gag
and asked her "Why haven't you cleaned the toilet?" Anne
swallowed hard and said "Because I have to use my tongue for
that! Mistress"… "That's right, so do it now" The unhappy girl
sank down on her knees and began to lick the bowl clean. Luckily
enough, it wasn't especially dirty. When her mistress found the
bowl clean, they inspected her mothers' room and bathroom. There
the hapless little slave girl wasn't so lucky, as the bowl really
was yukky and she almost puked while licking it clean… So far her
mistress hadn't mentioned any errors and as she didn't either in
the kitchen, Anne really wondered what's happening, as she
normally always found some errors—even some none existing, just
to punish her slave girl.

"By the way" the little mistress said "Joan and Shirley are
coming shortly… Isn't it great?" The gag was back in place, so
Anne nodded… Even though she didn't find it great at all, as she
knew that it meant more perils for her…..

******

Anne stood quietly and motionless and watched Natasha, her little
mistress, and Joan and Shirley, her 2 best friends, play at the
pool. How she wish that she could take part in the fun too. But
being nothing more as a slave, she wasn't supposed to have fun,
but just to serve.

She's quiet as a big ball gag, almost dislocating her jaws, was
pressed into her cute little mouth. She couldn't move, as her
arms and hands, was put into a tight bondage glove, forcing her
elbows together, her legs was spread as far apart as possible,
tied to 2 posts, and to make sure that she really couldn't move
at all, a thick metal pole was bolted to the ground between her
spread legs and was pressed up in her pussy. A tray was fastened
to a belt around her waist and to keep it in level 2 chains went
from the 2 front corners up to her nipples, where they were
attached to a pair of nipple clamps. As the tray was filled with
bottles and glasses, it's quite heavy and her nipples were really
aching. So she did moan and whimper a little, which the girls in
the pool couldn't hear through their splashing. Or if they heard
it, they simply didn't care. After what seemed like an eternity,
the girls left the pool and laid down on the deck chairs by the
pool. Anne had hoped that she'll be released when they got from
the pool. But she had to endure this very painful pose for
furthermore ½ an hour before the 3 meanies turned their attention
towards her.

"Hey slave" Joan yelled "Would you like to play puppy?" In the
matter of fact Anne hadn't the faintest idea what play puppy was,
but she thought that it would be better than standing here. So
she nodded as eager as she could. Laughing the 3 little girls
untied her in and even removed her gag.

"What does a puppy say?" Joan asked... Anne found it a silly
question and replied with a "yelp." She didn't know why she
yelped! But she could see that her little mistress was happy. But
never the less she said "A happy puppy" Eager to please her
little mistress, Anne yelped enthusiastic, even though she felt
quite ridiculous. She imagined that she should be the puppy and
went down on all 4, hoping that it would please her mistress. The
3 girls looked surprised at her, but Natasha smiled happy and
with a "good little puppy" she patted her slave girl on the head,
who in return, tried to wag her non existing tail and to lick her
mistresses' hand. But the tender moment was totally destroyed by
Joan, whom with a "The puppy needs a tail" Rammed a big butt
plug, with a contrived tail, up in the totally unprepared slave
girls ass. Causing her to scream almost faint from the pain and
shock. Once again Natashas' reaction took all, including herself
and especially her crying little slave girl, by surprise. As she
simply gave Joan a resounding box on the ear and screamed "Do you
ever never, touch my slave girl again with out my permission"
Then she sank down, beside her crying slave girl, hugged and
comforted her till she stopped crying and asked concerned "Do you
still wanna play puppy?" Feeling very happy and secure she yelped
and tried to lick her mistress' face and even though her butt
hurt like hell she even managed to wag her tail a little.

Natasha got back on her feet and turned towards her friends.
Shirley stood a little aside not really knowing what to say or
do. Joan didn't know what to say or do either, but surely knew
that she'd overstepped her boundaries. She knew that her mother
would be furious if she lost her friendship with Natasha, as it's
her only chance to mix with the upper classes. So she swallowed
hard, gave an apologetic smile and said "I'm sorry I shouldn't
have done that." Natasha smiled back and said "That's ok" and to
shown her good attentions she gave Joan the ball and said "You're
first."

Anne instinctly knew what should happen next and as she really
wanted to be a good puppy, she yelped enthusiastic, wagged her
tail as good as she could and even nudged to Joan with her nose.
Who patted her on the head, before she throw the ball. Anne
crawled after the ball as fast as she could, took it in the mouth
and crawled back to Joan with it. The 3 little girls took turns
throwing the ball and it didn't take long before Anne was out of
breath and her hands and knees were aching. But never the less
she still crawled, enthusiastic yelping after the ball, to the 3
smaller girls amusement. After a while the 3 girls got tired of
the game and returned to the deck chairs. Anne wasn't quite sure
what to do, but as no one said anything, she acted like a puppy
and crawled after her mistress and laid down next to her chair.
Natasha noticed how her little slave girl was sweating and
gasping and poured some water up in a bowl to her. Grateful the
slave girl lapped up the water and laid down next to her mistress
again. Enjoying the peace, fully aware of the fact that it
wouldn't last…

Quite right, shortly after Natasha became restless, as Anne
noticed it, she hurried to lap up the last of the water,
preparing herself for the 3 little meanies next game. Hoping that
it's something funny like the puppy game. She's shortly to find
out that it's a sort of puppy game. But not fun at all, instead
rather painful and humiliating.

It didn't take long before Anne found herself tied up and gagged
again. Her forearms securely tied along her shins, leaving her on
her knees, her head resting on the ground and her butt in the
air. Her legs widely spread, giving the 3 smaller girls a clear
view of her pussy; she still had her tail up her butt. From her
position, she's quite nervous for her very vulnerable butt.
Convinced that if all 3 girls took turns on her, it would be
black and blue and very sore for days to come.

But they didn't spank or hit her. Instead Natasha asked "Hey
Shirley, did you bring King?" Anne knew King, it's Shirley's big
dog. "Yes of course! He's out in the car shall I fetch him?"
Which she of course should. First it's a big relief for Anne, as
she thought that they would play with King and just leave her
like this. But as so often before she's totally wrong.

Shirley returned with King, a huge mean looking German shepherd.
With a giggle Natasha asked "And you're sure that he's a good
girl fucker?" As she know that Shirleys' mother lets King fuck
her as punishment. Burning red, Shirley replied "Yes he knows"…
Making the 2 other girls giggle even more. Anne wasn't sure what
it all meant, but as soon as she felt the dogs' cold nose
smelling her pussy, she realized and tried to scream in horror.
But only a few muffled strange sounds came out. Eagerly the dog
began to lick the help- and hapless' girls pussy. Frantic she
tried to escape her bonds, but even though her mistress was very
young, she's a wizard with the ropes and the ropes was all to
tight.

After a while the dog jumped up on her back, trying to find her
pussy. But the still blushing Shirley had to grab the dogs' quite
big tool and lead it into the bound girls' pussy. As soon as the
dog felt the little girls' tight pussy around its hard tool, it
began to fuck her with an energy and wildness only a beast can
generate. Anne cried from the pain and humiliation, as the dogs'
tool rammed in and out of her pussy… After what seemed like an
eternity the dog shot his load into her and after a whole it
pulled out. It's cum dripping from the girls' quite sore and
abused pussy. Her back covered with red scratches from the dogs
claws.

"Girls' do you wanna go shopping?" Natashas' mom called… Which
they of course wanted to. Leaving the tied frightened slave girl
and the big dog alone, first the dog laid down in the shade,
resting. Anne did her best to relax too and actually managed to
sleep a little. But woke up as she once more felt the dogs nose
against her pussy. Being totally helpless she couldn't prevent
the dog for raping her one more time. As it wasn't long ago it
fucked her the last time, it took even longer before it came this
time, but it still had the same energy and wildness as the first
time. Poor Anne didn't think that her pussy could become sorer,
but it could and her else so pretty back was a real mess, some
places the dogs' claws had scratched the skin to bleeding.

Luckily enough, for Anne, King got to exhausted and slept until
the girls' returned. They untied her again, but she wasn't
allowed to get on her feet yet. Natasha placed a bowl in front of
her, she realized that it's the dogs cum collected in the bowl.
As she don't dare to resist or protest, she simply lap up the
goo. Followed by the 3 girls' scornful laughter…

******

Anne's very excited, as she'll have to leave the house for once…
She hadn't been outside the house and garden since she became
Natashas' slave girl. Even though she's naked under her cape, her
hands and arms securely tied behind her back. She's very
enthusiastic about the trip. Especially because she isn't
blindfolded so she can enjoy the view while they drive. She's of
course gagged and her ears plugged so she couldn't hear or utter
a sound. If she knew the main reason for their drive, she
probably wouldn't have been so enthusiastic.

First stop was at some kind of a medical clinic. Where the
frightened Anne was carefully examined, by a quite big, mean
looking woman doctor. "She surely is a healthy specimen" She said
to the proud looking Natasha, and continued "Are you sure that
you want to go through with this? It's a very big responsibility,
as you'll have to take care of her forever… Even when you grow
up, she'll still be 11" … "I know" Natasha replied "I've been
taking to mom a lot about it and she say that I'm very protective
towards her and think that I can handle the responsibility" … "Ok
then" the doctor said and took a closer look at the 2 young girls
in front of her. The little mistress, was incredible mature for
her age and obviously fully aware of her responsibility, having a
slave girl. Her mother had of course informed her about how
protective he's towards the slave girl. The tied up slave girl,
simply was one of the cutest and most innocent looking girls,
she'd ever seen. She sort of understood why the mistress wanted
to keep her like that forever. As she'd invented the chemical
that prevented girl kids to grow any older. She too had an
interest in keeping them young.

While the doctor measured out the chemical and prepared the
injection, Natasha untied her slave girls' arms and even though
Anne feared needles, she held her arm out to let the doctor give
her the injection... Anne could feel a strange heat in her body
as the chemical spread and began to work. But only for a few
minutes, then she felt normal again. Then her little mistress
tied her arms again and they left the clinic.

Next stop was a small shop in a backstreet. They were greeted by
a young tattooed and pierced woman. She hugged both Natasha and
Anne and without hesitation she reached down and fondled Anne
bare pussy. Moaning the little slave girl willingly spread her
legs. The young woman chatted with Natasha, while she continued
to fondle Annes pussy. Just before she came, Natasha shook her
head and to Annes big disappointment the young woman immediately
stopped fondling her pussy.

Natasha removed Annes cape and untied her hands, but left the gag
and earplugs in place. As she couldn't hear, the young woman
simply lifted the petite slave girl up and placed her on a sort
of gynaecologist chair. Natasha and the young woman assisted each
other strapping the slave girl to the chair. Her arms strapped
down along her sides, legs bend and widely spread another strap
over her stomach and there even was a strap over her forehead, so
she couldn't move at all.

The young woman went out to the back room and returned with a
tray, with a couple of needles and several rings. She placed the
tray next to the tied and very frightened slave girl, showed
Natasha the biggest and said "I think that this will be great for
her nose" showed her 2 smaller "Those for her nipples" 4 almost
same size as the nipple rings "for her outer labia" 4 quite small
"Inner labia" and the last was a ring and a bell in one "For her
clit and then you always can hear her" She looked inquiringly at
the little mistress, awaiting her answer… Natasha was speechless,
she never realised that there was so many different types of
rings available. "Uhm. Sounds great" she managed to say… The
woman smiled at her and turned towards the tied, helpless and
very frightened slave girl. Gave her an encouraging smile and
stroke her chin. At the same she more felt, than saw her little
mistress sit down next to her and to her big surprise she took
her hand and held it.

The woman took a firm grip in Annes noose and pricked with a
needle. The pain made the helpless girl whimper, she got tears in
her eyes and automatically she squeezed her little mistress'
hand. Who didn't do anything to loosen her grip or to remove her
hand. Another sharp pain in the nose and it's over. From the
strange feeling in her nose Anne realised that she'd got a ring
in the midle of it--- Just like a bull she thought to herself.

Next the woman pulled slightly in the girls' nipple and said
"Incredible big nipples for such a little girl—No wonder that you
want them pierced" another prick and the first nipple were
pierced… Strangely enough it wasn't as painful as the one in the
nose. The young woman worked fast and efficient and shortly after
all rings was in place. Natasha had held her slave girls hand all
the time, even though Anne squeezed it quite hard--- Especially
when she got the ring in her very tender clit--- she didn't
remove it once. They loosened her and the young woman lifted her
back to her feet…

Natasha removed her earplugs and the young woman asked if she
would like to see herself… Still gagged Anne could only nod. The
young woman pointed towards a big mirror and with slightly spread
legs Anne walked over in front of it. The bell in her clit pealed
for each step. Except from the ring in her nose, Anne liked what
she saw… Especially the rings in her nipples, connected with a
golden chain, made her feel sexy. But she liked the rings in her
labia too and especially the little bell in her clit. "Well do
you like it?" The young woman asked, Anne looked grateful at both
her and her little mistress and nodded eagerly. Natasha removed
her gag and held a finger towards her lips, which meant that she
wasn't allowed to speak… "You've got something to do" Natasha
said and pointed towards the young woman, who sat in the chair,
skirt up over her hips, legs spread, showing her hairless,
tattooed and pierced pussy to the world. Anne walked over,
kneeled down and began to lick her pussy… She'd become a very
good pussy licker, that together with the thought of such a young
girl licking her. Brought the young woman to her orgasm almost
immediately… When Anne got back on her feet, her little mistress
handed her, her cape, but to her big surprise she didn't gag or
tie her up… Back in the car, Anne said "Thank you, mistress, for
giving me those pretty rings" … Natasha didn't really know what
to say, but simply patted her slave girl on the thigh. Even
though Anne wondered what the injection the got was for, she
didn't dare to ask.

"I need a new crop" Natasha said as the passed a sports equipment
store… They chauffeur stopped and Natasha got out of the car,
with a "Come" she took Annes hand and almost dragged the very
confused slave girl into the store! It surely was the right place
for them, as they not only could get crops, but ropes, chains,
padlocks, snaphooks and many other items suited for a slave girl.
Giggling the 2 little girls ran amuck. Natasha bought several
chains and a lot of rope they looked at several crops, but
couldn't decide in the end Natasha stood with 3 and simply
couldn't decide. So with a laughter she ordered her slave girl to
bend over… Which she did, then the little mistress raised her
cape up over her hips, exposing her bare butt. Giggling she gave
her slave girl a cut with the first crop, asking if it's good…
Which she meant that it was… Then she got a cut of the 2nd and
the 3rd. That didn't bring Natasha closer to a solution though.
As her slave girl, giggling said that all 3 were good… So
laughing she simply bought all 3. The store keeper gaped at them,
when they left the shop. Leaving it to the chauffeur to pay and
carry all the gear out to the car… He gave the store keeper lots
of tip, to forget what she just saw…

Later that evening, Anne had just received a proper whipping from
all 3 crops. So her little butt was black and blue. She'd licked
her little mistress to several orgasms and was ready to leave for
her cell. When her little mistress stopped her, pulled a curtain
aside and showed her a new cage, telling that she should sleep
there from now on.

Happy Anne walked into the cage, it's so big that she could stand
inside it and move around and as it had bars, it wasn't dark at
all. Happy she fling her arms around her little mistress' neck
thanking her over and over again.

That night Anne felt asleep, feeling happy for the first time
since she was sold, and beloved too. At last she'd become a happy
slave girl.