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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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