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ELENAS SUBMISSION CHAPTER 2
Elena stumbled a couple of times as she was led into the house. Then, still
blindfolded the woman led her upstairs, slowly, and carefully. "See you late
love" Doug said, and she heard him walk away down the hall.
She gets to the top of the stairs and senses she is entering a room.
The hostess stops and says "my dear Elena. Welcome to this CLUB of PLEASURE.
I am going to tell you the house rules. You will listen, as it is in your
interests"
Elena listened intently. There was something vaguely threatenting, yet
excitinng about the womans tone. The woman continued.
"My name is Glenda. you can think of me as your good fairy. While you are in
our club, my job is to see that you are not permanently hurt or damaged at
all, and to see that your enjoyment is not ignored. YOu on the other
hand are no longer Elena. During your stay with us, you are to be called
"SLUT". For that is waht you are".
She grabbed hold of Elenas chin, and stood right up close to her, as she
continued.
"you will experience things you've only ever dreamed about and some you
could never have imagined. you will be humiliated, and feel pain, but you
will also reach heights of sexual pleasure you have never reached before. Y
ou are our SLUT my dear, for us to play with and toy with to our hearts
content.
Now, one more rule. you do not speak unless spoken to. You do exactly as you
are told,, immediately you are told. Any hesitation, and words spoken out of
turn, and you will be punished. do you understand"
elena nodded, not quite sure what "punished" meant, but she knew when to
agree.
"NOw dear Slut, we have to prepare you." she clapped her hands. "Misty,
Mina, lets get to work.
Elena felt her dress being pulled over her head, then, someone took her
arms. Her wrists were held together, and she felt them being tied. tight. As
this happened, somethign was put round her neck. A collar? it felt heavy
at the front. She realised why, as the chain was let go, and fell down in
front of her, its cold steel links touching her body from neck to waist.
then she felt her arms being pulled. She couldnt make out what was happen
ing. "Oh god " the she thought, as she realised, her arms were being pulled
over her head. She couldn't move. her arms were obviously tied to somethin
on the ceiling. She felt unsteady, just abble to maintain her balance
on the high heels.
"mmmmm" she couldn't help letting out a small sigh, as she felt lips on both
her nipples. At least 2 of her hostesses were tasting her,having pulled her
bra down out of the way, making her nips go hard as they massage and
kneaded her breasts, pushing the nipples to their mouths.
"mmmm" she thought, lost in pleasure, but then she felt her pants
being pulled down to the ground. "Step out of them SLUT", said
Glenda.
As she did so, she felt something being pushed against her lower
leg. the girls stopped playing with her, and slowly loosened the
rope tying her to the ceiling, as one of them lowered her backwards
onto some form of bench. She felt her legs parted, and then some
sort of straps tied to her ankles. AS the hostesses finished with
the ties, she could sense that something was holding her legs
apart. She's seen pictures on Dougs PC of women with legs
spread by bars but had never imagined herself in such a heplless
situation.
HEr fanny felt slightly cold, and definitely damp, as she imagined
the three women looking at her exposed glory. Then she felt warm
air on her ear, and heard Glenda whisper "and now for a special
treat slut"
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