Chapter 1

Carly sat in her car in the parking lot. She had followed Angela to the bar, hoping to see if Angela was meeting her Master. She had been following her on and off since she found out, but had missed her last weekend. Carly had driven by the house several times and had not seen Angela’s car until Monday evening. When she saw her during the week, she could see a change in her demeanor and just knew something had happened.

Based on her research, she felt something more would happen soon and she was determined to find out what. Carly had followed Angela home when she left work, then to the bar. She had seen Angela check the rear view mirror and thought she might have gotten caught. She had circled the block, then parked down the street. She waited a while before going into the bar. Fortunately, the bar was crowded but Carly had altered her appearance anyway, wearing no makeup, taking out her contacts and putting on her glasses and wearing a wig. Angela seemed quite busy with her friends and wasn’t paying attention to anyone else

She had found a seat that gave her a view of the table where Angela was sitting. She recognized the woman sitting at the table as the woman from the house where Angela lived. None of the others who joined them seemed to be her Master, so she left. She still felt something was going to happen soon and decided to follow Angela the next day.

Carly arrived just in time to see Angela leave. If she had been a few minutes later, she would have missed her. She noted that Angela was dressed in jeans, so was probably not going to see her Master, but followed her anyway. When she saw where she went, Carly watched for awhile to make sure she was staying. She figured it was another staging and based on the amount of furniture in the truck, figured Angela would be there into the afternoon.

Carly had seen Angela come out of the house and look down the street towards her car. She had quickly ducked down. When she looked back up, Angela was walking back into the house. Carly decided to leave and return later. When she got back, she felt it was best to park in the same place, so it would seem like the car might belong to the owner of the house. Everything was still parked in front of the house where Angela was working.

After a little more than thirty minutes, the men left in the furniture truck, then the other two men drove off in a car. Angela and the other man she assumed was the realtor finally came out after another half hour. She saw Angela get in her car and drive in the direction of her home. She tried to keep a car or two between them, so Angela wouldn’t notice her. When the car between then turned off, Carly dropped back a hundred feet.

She saw Angela answer her phone, then turn to another direction. Carly was almost positive that the call had been from her Master and she was going to meet him. At last she might be able to figure out who her Master was. She followed her to the motel, then parked across the street until she saw her come out of the office. When Angela pulled around to the back, she followed her and watched which room she entered. She parked her car between two vans and waited.

After two hours, she saw a man park near Angela’s car and get out. Another car pulled up and the first man walked up to the car and talked to the driver for a minute or two. Then he went to the room that Angela had entered. She saw him walk in, but leave the door open. After several minutes, three men exited the second car and walked to the door. They stood outside looking in for almost ten minutes, then went in and closed the door.

Carly got out of her car and wrote down the license plates numbers from both cars. She wanted to go see if she could see anything in the room, but dared not lest she be spotted. She went back to her car to wait. About ninety minutes later all four men came out. They talked for a minute or two, then the three men drove off. She decided the one who had gotten there first and stayed must be Angela’s master. She watched as he made several phone calls, then went back to the room, leaving the door open once again. Carly decided to risk a quick walk-by. What she saw almost killed her. Angela was tied up to the bed and her Master was sitting on a chair looking quite unhappy. He was yelling at her for not obeying and she was begging him to forgive her. The room then went silent, so Carly returned to her car waiting to see what would happen.

Thirty minutes later, she saw four men and two women go into the room and close the door. About an hour later, they left and after five minutes, Carly saw Angela come out of the room naked and carrying her clothes. She got in her car and sat there a few minutes before driving off. Carly would have gone up to her, but was afraid her Master might come out and catch her. She followed the car, but since there was not much traffic, held back and eventually lost her at a light. She drove around trying to find her, but couldn’t catch sight of her car, so finally gave up and went home.

Chapter 2

Angela left the motel and drove around aimlessly for awhile trying to decide what to do. She finally spotted a closed gas station and pulled up to one of the pumps. She slipped out of the car, quickly grabbed a bunch of towels and wet half of them in the windshield cleaning well, then got back into her car and parked behind the station. She used the wet towels to clean herself off as well as she could, then dried herself with the remaining towels. She cleaned the cum off the car seat as well, then threw the towels in a dumpster and got dressed. She combed her hair so it was at least presentable, then got back in her car and headed home.

She was almost hoping Dawn would not be home because she could not see how she could hide her feelings from her. She remembered that she had been planning to stop at the grocery store, so she headed over to a larger one she knew of close to where she was, rather than the smaller one near home. She picked up some staples she knew they were low on, a couple of steaks and some pork chops. She got some fresh vegetables, a half dozen fresh baked cookies and three bottles of wine. She hoped the delay might improve her attitude and that Dawn might get busy putting things away and she could just slink off to her room and at least get a shower or bath in.

She drove home and brought the groceries inside. Dawn was waiting for her.

“I was getting worried. I didn’t think it would take this long. So how did it go?”

“Yeah, it went well. We just ran into some unexpected issues, so it took a little longer than I thought. I really feel sweaty and grimy and a little stiff, so I’m gonna go soak in the tub for a bit.”.”

“Okay honey. How about if I bring you a glass of wine?”

“Give me about fifteen minutes to get settled in first, okay?”

Angela went in and took off her clothes. What had ever prompted her to say yes to Dawn? While she had seen the nipple rings, how would she explain the new bars, especially after saying she was having second thoughts about getting them in the first place? And the tattoo… she could never explain that. She ran water into the tub and added a lot of bubble bath. Just as she was stepping in, there was a knock on the door. Angela quickly sat down and covered herself with bubbles.

“Come in.”

“Here you go, hun. I put the groceries away. Thank you for buying them. Would you like a little shoulder rub?”

Angela quickly shrugged her shoulders away from Dawn.

“No! I mean no thanks. I’ll be fine. I just want to soak for a bit.”

“I made some stew, but if you’d like, I can make the steaks or chops instead. The stew will keep.”

“I’m not real hungry; the realtor ordered pizza for a late lunch. The stew will be fine.”

“Okay. I’ll let you relax for a bit. Yell when you get out of the tub and I’ll throw some rolls in and make a salad.”

“Thanks Dawn, you’re the best.”

Dawn left and Angela just soaked for awhile. She was feeling a little better. Surely Michael would not continue getting her additional body art and piercings if he wasn’t going to keep her around; if he did not love her. Once again, she convinced herself it was her fault and that Michael had been forced to do what he did for her benefit. She needed these lessons to make her a better person. She finally stood up, washed her hair and rinsed off in the shower, then dried herself off. She looked in the mirror for the first time at the tattoo on her buttocks. Joseph had added in some color and other detail .the tattoo on the shoulder said WHORE. She called out to Dawn that she was getting dressed.

Angela put in the butt plug which went in fairly easily with some lube, strapped on the harness, got dressed and went into the kitchen where she could smell the rolls baking. Dawn had set the table and poured two glasses of wine and there was a salad on each dinner plate. They sat down and took a sip of wine.

“So, tell me why you didn’t like Dan. He seemed like a really nice guy. I know Pete and he vouched for him.”

“Oh he was nice enough, but I just got a vibe from him. He kept making inferences that gave me the distinct impression that he wanted to fuck me, and the sooner the better.”

“Like I said, would that be such a bad thing? How long has it been for you anyway? You’ve been here almost seven months and I have not heard you talk about a guy in all that time.”

“Well, I’m not going to jump in the sack with some guy I barely know, just to have sex. And it hasn’t been as long as you think.”

“Do tell! Come on, spill the details. I want to know. Did you have hot meaningless sex with someone at the seminar?”

Angela blushed.

“Nooo. I ran into an old boyfriend not too long ago. We went out for coffee to catch up and one thing led to another... Well, you know. The sex was always good with him; it was just some other stuff that caused the break-up. But it was amicable.”

“There is more, isn’t there? You DID have sex at the seminar! I can tell. I knew there was something different when you came back from that.”

Angela knew that Dawn would not give up with this as long as she thought Angela was single.

“Well, I did meet a guy at the seminar.”

“You’ve been holding out on me!”

“Nothing has happened so far. I am just kind of attracted to him and we have talked a couple of times. I’ll just have to see what happens.”

After they finished dinner, they went out to watch some TV. They finished the bottle of wine and discussed their plans for Sunday. Dawn was going to her parent’s house for a family reunion and to celebrate several events, so she would be gone all day. Angela said she was just going to sleep in and hang out. Maybe catch a movie if she got up the energy. They both finally decided to go to bed.

Chapter 3

When Angela woke up on Sunday, Dawn was already gone. Angela got up and made herself a couple of eggs and some toast. She got the paper from the front porch and settled in on the couch. She was glad to have a day off, and to be alone. Her nipples were sore from the tattoos and the new bars. They were quite large and hurt every time she twisted them even a little. The other new tattoos were still a bit uncomfortable as well. But the worst was the two new piercings on her tongue. The studs were not as big as the first one, but her tongue felt swollen and she really had to concentrate to not slur her words. And she really had to be careful around Dawn to not open her mouth too far and let her see them. She kept sucking on ice chips to help numb it. But she was slowly getting used to them all.

Angela’s cell phone rang.

“Hello Master.”

“I really am at a loss what to do with you. I take the time and expense to see you, to give you opportunities to be pleasured and to please me. And yet you continually disappoint me. I am really beginning to think you are just a dumb slut, incapable of following the simplest command. And you can’t possibly care the very least bit for me, or you would not continue disappointing me like this. I am really beginning to regret the effort I have put into you.

“Please Master, I do love you. I don’t know why I can’t get it right, but I promise I will try harder to make you happy. I will do anything you wish, just please don’t give up on me.”

“Very well then, I want you to go to the Cineplex and see the movie in theater six. Sit way in the back, away from other people, but in the middle of the aisle. Be there in thirty minutes. Wear a skirt and t-shirt. Do not wear a bra or panties and remove the harness but leave the butt plug in.

“Yes Master. I will be there.”

Angela got herself ready and went to the mall. She bought her ticket and went to theatre six. There was a bit of a crowd, but most people in there were sitting in the middle rows. Angela found a spot near the back and sat down.

Angela had not noticed a car following her from her home to the mall. Nor did she see Carly follow her into the theatre and take a seat in the back of one of the side rows.

About ten minutes later, Michael came in and sat down next to her. He put his jacket over his lap and reached under it. Angela could hear him unzip his pants. He took her hand and put it on his cock.

“Play with it for awhile.”

She began to stroke him and felt him getting hard. After a few minutes, he moved the jacket aside and pushed her head down into his lap.

“Give me a blowjob, slut.”

“Yes Master.”

Angela tried to look around to see if anyone was watching, but Michael pushed her head down so she began to suck on his cock. Suddenly, another man came in the row from the other side and sat down next to her. She tried to pull her head up, but Michael had his hand on the back of her head and kept it down.

“Don’t stop slut.”

Angela felt the man reaching under her skirt and push several fingers into her pussy. He also used his thumb to rub her clit. Despite her efforts to resist, she soon felt herself about to cum.

“You are not permitted to cum slut. Make sure you control yourself.”

Angela did everything she could and was just barely able to stop herself from cumming when Michael finally ejaculated into her mouth. When Michael was through, he let go of her head. The man on her other side immediately grabbed her hair and pulled her head down onto his cock.

He was already getting hard and was forcing Angela’s head up and down.

A hand reached under her skirt from behind her and began using the butt plug to fuck her ass. A voice reminded her not to cum, and it was not Michael’s. He must have moved and someone taken his seat. She could not see, so she did not know if he was still around or not. She felt herself getting close to another orgasm, and fought once again to control it. She was sure people close to them could hear her gagging and gurgling and knew exactly what she was doing. He too came in her mouth. As soon as she had swallowed all his cum, her head was once again pulled to another cock on the other side. Michael was nowhere to be seen.

She heard the man behind her zip up his pants and he shoved something into her pocket, then it sounded like he left. She had been sucking on cocks now for at least twenty five minutes straight without stopping and her jaws were getting quite tired. She dared not stop or complain though as she did not want to disappoint Michael. He had said he liked watching her with other men, so he was probably quite close. Another hand found its way inside her top and squeezed het tits, putting a lot of pressure on the new bars. She let out a little squeal of pain before she caught herself.

Then the hand moved to under her skirt and a thumb was pushed into her pussy. Angela focused herself on the cock in her mouth and found it helped her to control the feeling in her pussy. After several more minutes, she felt the cock tense and empty its load down her throat. She felt the hand leave the back of her head and expected it to be pulled to the man behind her, but nothing happened. The man zipped up his pants, shoved something into her pocket, got up and left. The thumb was removed from her pussy and shoved into her mouth. The man leaned into her ear and whispered to her.

“Stay here till the end of the movie, whore. After that, you may leave and do as you please for the remainder of the day. Remember though, you are not to masturbate or do anything to make yourself cum.

He also shoved something into her pocket, then got up and left. Angela slinked down in her seat and suffered her way to the end of the movie then headed to the parking garage to go home. She got in and started up her car, then remembered that all three men had put something in her pocket. She pulled it out and found $250 in bills. She put them back in her pocket and put her head down on the steering wheel. A tap on the window startled her, and her first thought was that it was Michael, but when she looked up it was Carly.



Chapter 4

Carly had watched the first man come in and sit down next to Angela. She recognized him and was now sure this was her Master. He saw her force Angela to give him a hand job almost immediately, then a blowjob. She saw the other man come up and sit down next to Angela. It appeared he was playing with her when she saw Angela squirming, but guessed she had to wait until she was given permission before cumming. She watched as he then forced her to give him a blowjob as well, during which her Master got up and left the theater. He was immediately replaced by a man that had come in and sat at the end of the row.

Another man sat down at the other end of the same row. When the second man left after his blowjob, this fourth man took his place. Carly wondered just how many men there would be. Angela was finishing up the third blow job and it was easy to tell the men had been playing with her vaginal area. The last two men left, her Master had not returned to the theater, but Angela remained in her seat until the movie ended. Carly followed her out to her car. She had been careful to make sure he had really gone, and that no one else was around then went up to car and tapped on the window. Angela jumped and let out a small shriek.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes... no. What are you doing here? I can’t talk to you. You need to go away and stop trying to talk to me. Michael might see and recognize you.

“Michael is the store owner and your Master, isn’t he?”

“Yes.”

“Well first, Michael left the theater some time ago. And second, if he hadn’t and did see me, so what if he recognizes me? I am a customer, out for the evening and I see the salesperson that helped me sell my house and wanted to say thank you. So why don’t we go somewhere that we can talk? I saw what happened in there Angela. I’ve been keeping an eye on you and I can see you are getting in deeper and deeper. You need to get out of there Angela; need to get away from him before he scars you for life, if he hasn’t already. Please let me help you.”

“I don’t. I can’t. He hasn’t hurt me, he loves me. He only does what he does to teach me when I have done something wrong and he is displeased. He is trying to make me a better person. He’s doing everything for me so I learn that I can do more than I thought; go further than I thought. He has given me so many new experiences I am learning from. He is making me beautiful. And I am just so stupid sometimes, that I just don’t always see it. Then he has to take extra time to explain it to me. Sometimes when he has to do that, it upsets him and he has to pun… uhm, discipline me and help me to understand.”

Carly wished she could just grab Angela and shake some sense into her. She wished she could make her hear what she was saying and make her see what was really happening.

“Angela, can’t you see he is doing all this for him, not for you? And what do you mean about making you beautiful? Has he made you get more tattoos?”

Angela barely nodded her head.

“Anything else?”

Angela lifted her shirt up a bit, pushed the waist band down and showed her the belly ring. Then she lifted the shirt all the way up and showed her the new nipple rings. Carly reached in and gently touched Angela’s breasts, tracing the new tattoos and circling the nipple gently with her fingertip.

“You poor thing! Those bars are huge. They must be quite painful.”

“Joseph is building up on the size. Michael loves body art. He is just making me more appealing.”

“Is there any more?”

Angela stuck out her tongue.

“Oh. My. God!!! Please Angela, come and talk to me.”

“I can’t. The other man might be watching and see if we go somewhere.”

“Other man?”

“Someone follows me sometimes. He might be watching me now for all I know.”

“Okay, then let’s do this. I will walk away. If the question comes up, I am the customer whose house you helped stage and I was just telling you I got a really good offer on it. Now, can you go shopping if you want?”

“Yes. I am free for the remainder of the day.”

“Good. Go to the mall and park by the Sears store. Walk through the mall and meet me at the entrance nearest Jergen’s. We will go back to my house and talk. If I’m not there within ten minutes, it will be because I saw someone follow you into the mall. In that case, just hang out for awhile, and then go home. I will find a way to contact you again. If we do meet, I’ll make sure I get you back before closing. If someone is watching you, they will never know you did not spend the time in the mall shopping. Please, we may not have another chance to do this.”

Angela nodded, so Carly said goodbye and walked away. As she did, she looked around cautiously to see if she could spot a tail. She saw a woman sitting in an idling car one aisle up and over, but where she would have a perfect view of Angela’s car. Carly noted the make model and plate number, then got into her own car and started it up. After Angela left, she saw the woman put her car into gear and leave the garage. Waiting a bit, Carly left and drove to the mall. She got there just as Angela was walking to the Sears store entrance, then drove up and down the aisles until she spotted the other car parked where it had a good view of the entrance and Angela’s car. The same woman was sitting in the car reading a magazine. Satisfied that the woman would just sit there until Angela returned to her car, Carly drove around to the entrance where she told Angela to meet her.

About ten minutes later, Angela came out carrying a small shopping bag. When she got in the car, she said she thought she should have at least one purchase if someone was watching. Carly decided it was best not to tell Angela she was correct about being followed. It might make her even less willing to open up.

“Maybe you are wrong and there is no one following you.”

“Well Dawn’s neighbor has seen a man in a car parked down the street that leaves right after I do a few times. She got the make and model and a partial plate. She called the cops and told Dawn, who told me, but I haven’t seen it. I suppose it could just be a coincidence.”

Chapter 5

This was going to be harder than Carly thought. She decided she needed to find out as much as she could right now both about that lifestyle and also about Michael himself. She would make one more attempt to get Angela to leave on her own, but doubted she would succeed. The speed at which Michael was moving at and the depth of attachment that Angela had reached so quickly was frightening. Angela’s personality was obviously conducive to the type of influence Michael had established, and he had been smart enough to recognize it right away. As much as she hated the fact, Carly knew Angela was going to be hurt a lot more before she would be able to get her out. It might actually be easier to get Michael to let her go, rather than finally convincing Angela to leave. Angela was going to need a lot of help and a few good friends when this was over.

They reached Carly’s house about twenty minutes later. Although she was sure that the tail had no idea Angela had left the mall, she had watched carefully and driven around a bit to make sure no one followed her home. They went inside and she began to ask Angela some questions.

“So Michael is the owner of the furniture stores, and he is also your Master?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me about him, how this happened.”

Angela told Carly what had happened and how it started.

“There was something about him when I first met him. I wasn’t sure what is was, but after he started asking me to do things and telling me about why he was doing them, I came to realize he loves me and that I was in love with him too. I just want to do whatever it takes to make him happy. He is trying to make me a better person, to teach me how to control my body no matter what, to give me new experiences that I would never have considered on my own. Yes, sometimes it hurts. Yes, sometimes it is something I would rather not do. But in the end, Master has told me all these things will make me a better, stronger person. And I can see that he is right.”

Carly could see it was useless to try and convince her she was wrong. This was going to be very touchy. This man had her under his spell. He was still breaking her down, most likely giving her a small bit of praise for some little thing, then finding something she did wrong or incorrect, then disciplining her for it. The praise was probably getting less and less and the discipline more and more severe, but she was already clinging to the praise and in her need for it, allowing him to do more and more to her. He had her convinced already that anything bad was just for her own good. She was heartbroken that Angela was going to have to endure more of this.

“Do you mind if I see all the tattoos?”

Angela pulled of her shirt. Carly saw the tattoos calling her a whore and a slut and property of Michael. She got a good look at the snakes on Angela’s breasts and had a sneaking suspicion that those snakes would be expanded to cover part of her abdomen as well. When she saw the top of the addition to the girl on Angela’s buttock, she asked her to remove her skirt as well. There she saw the man shoving a massive cock into the girls’ mouth, cum dripping from it. He was holding a flogger in one hand and the girls back was covered in red stripes. Other instruments of BDSM were lying at the girl’s side. She saw the mouth on her mound and the hands on her thighs. And she saw the butt plug in Angela’s ass.

Carly took Angela by the hand and gently laid her down on the couch.

“Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

“Yes mi…”

Carly stopped her before she could finish.

“Angela, I am so sorry I put it like that. I am your friend, not a Mistress. Please stay here and relax. I will be right back.”

Carly ran upstairs and got a few supplies and went back downstairs. She asked Angela to get back up while she put a large Turkish towel on the couch, then guided Angela back down onto her stomach. She took some cream and rubbed it all over her back, buttocks and inner thighs, massaging her gently. Angela finally began to relax a bit.

“Let’s take that plug out for awhile, okay?”

“No! I was told to have it all the time. I can’t take it out”

“Okay, hun. We’ll let it be for now. Turn over.”

Angela turned over onto her back. Carly wondered how someone could let another person do this much to them in such a short period of time. In her research, she had read that these men and women are adept at reading people and target those that are susceptible. Michael had seen both in what happened very early on, and took full advantage of it, and of Angela. He would have told her to do something inappropriate, and when she did it and did not protest, he just escalated it from there.

Carly began to rub the cream over Angela’s breasts, being very gentle with her nipples. She really wanted to remove the bars, but figured it would hurt even more when she had to re-insert them. She leaned over and kissed Angela gently on her forehead, her nose and her lips. Then she went back to rubbing in the cream. She moved down her abdomen, her mound, then her inner thighs. Angela lay there with her eyes closed and Carly saw she was finally relaxing a bit. As Carly rubbed Angela’s thighs, she spread her legs open a bit further.

As much as Carly wanted to show Angela what real pleasure and caring felt like, she knew at this point it would most likely just cause more issues. She was sure Angela probably needed permission to have an orgasm, and doing so without it would just cause her more guilt. It was already bad enough Carly had gotten her to come here. She finished spreading the cream around, then covered her with a blanket.

“Now rest sweet thing. Forget your worries for a brief while. You are safe for now, and I promise you, you will be safe again someday. I will find a way to make it stop.”

To be continued….