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Strong women, more often than not, break more easily than you might think. Once we took away her ability to move, anal training proved to be surprisingly effective. Once the tears started, we knew she was broken. She got her piercings and her collar which reminds her every time she sees it that her strength meant nothing. Be a good little girl and keep sucking, Zarya...
"I honestly have to say that I am surprised you followed all of our instructions to the letter, Dean Whitman. Most of our other guests content themselves with one or two piercings, but you went for broke. It shows amazing dedication. I know you thought that what you signed up for was something you could take or leave, but that's not quite how we do things. Like your colleagues who also signed up, you're going to be engaged for your ENTIRE summer break. You won't know where you are, and you will not be released until your training period is done. We intend to train you thoroughly --rest assured. But you may trust that we will have you back to school when your vacation is over. Believe it or not, we get a lot of repeat visits and have a reputation for providing a first class experience."
Gagged as she was, Rachel was unable to protest, even if she wanted to. I guess her summer was spoken for.
I have to apologize for the restraints, Dean Whitman... What we do is best kept secret from the public at large, for your protection as well as ours. You and your lovely guests will all know who each other are, but you won't know where you are. From this point on, you are no longer a part of polite society. You are merely an instrument of pleasure and you'll both be well trained during your time with us. Don't worry, we've fashioned the proper cover stories for you both as well as any of our other guests. And we all know you'll keep each other's secrets for fear of losing your own status if this gets out. Rest assured that protecting your involvement is all a part of the service...
You shouldn't have tried to skip out on your obligations, Mr. Maloy. Now we'll be taking your wife and daughter as collateral until you pay us back. This little "Demonstration" is to let you know what will be happening with the two of them until you pay what you owe. Normally, I don't take pleasure in my job, but seeing as your ideology rubs me the wrong way, I'm going to be sure to make this ...entertaining.
Of course we make training personalized --going black is a unique experience. After clients get their ownership markings, we make sure to give them each the personalized training needed to make them feel a part of their new community. It doesn't matter whether Bi, Straight or Lesbian --all white bitches are trained to completely accept that they are obedient and her to serve their new owners. (Even if she starts off female only, we break them down slowly and carefully until they're willing to over themselves to ALL of their black masters.)
There's nothing like taking your slaves out for a night on the town.
I want to do more ropework, so I've been practicing. I've come up with a good way to get the desired results so now I'm just practicing technique.
We've been friends since college. No one knows that we've embraced the BBC lifestyle, except our husbands of course --not that it matters. One of our rules has always been that we hide nothing from our relationship partners. My husband knows that he is second and my pussy is for my black masters. All of our husbands have been snipped so there is no possibility of accidentally impregnating us. We wear our markings proudly. It's not all BDSM -- we go out and have our fun like normal. It's just that at the end of the night, we know that our wombs are here to bear our masters' seed. This week we're meeting at Terra's house before our two impregnation trip to the Bahamas. So none of us can back out, we've all agreed to be restrained the whole time. They're warming us up and it feels lovely.
Terra tried to change the rules and that's why she's tied and getting spit roasted while her student has her fingers deep in her ass. There's no going back... They're going to keep us this way the whole trip. No clothing and no release. Donna and Regina are along to take care of our feminine needs but we serve them too.
I've worn many collars in my years of serving. Slave. BBC Slut. Cocksucker. If it can be put in to words and fit on a collar I have worn it for my Black Master proudly. I am exclusive with my owner and when he took control of me, I stopped participating with others. I am fine with that as my personality is more suited to serving only one. Even his girlfriend accepts that. Today, my master gave me a new collar. We found out just before the trip, so everyone's ecstatic. I will continue to serve him as I always have and as per our agreement, I have cut ties with my cuckold husband and fully embraced my new role. He didn't take it very well but I told him from the beginning that I was only willing to be with him to keep up appearances.
Hera's the alpha of our group. She's the most brazen and fearless slave I've ever seen. She's been off her birth control for a full month before this trip. She's positively glowing, waiting to be inseminated. She's even told her cuck hubby that her favorite lay will be taking over the master bedroom in her house. She's exclusive to him for the first 36 hours of our trip and he's fully committed to getting her knocked up --and is serious about being a permanent fixture on her life. She's positively glowing!
I can't believe she didn't see this coming. She was a little to vocal about my tattoos and lifestyle. Luckily for me, my students made sure to give her a proper introduction to the lifestyle.
It's very important to get new participants marked as soon as possible. The humiliation of being marked as property is crucial to developing a proper BBC slut. Professor Joyce is no different. The moment the needle began inking her skin, her entire demeanor changed. She was more than capable of freeing herself before she was tied down, but she was too drunk on sex to care. (apparently, she had been in a sexless marriage for years...)Once she felt the needle, she resigned herself to her fate, but I could see in her eyes a faint glimpse of excitement and anticipation. We told her she'll be spending her summer vacation with us and she'll have to tell her hubby not to wait up.
They're breaking me...
This isn't against my will. I entered training of my own free will, but I admit there was some maneuvering on their part which I recognized, but my ego wouldn't allow me to avoid. Hera accused me of judging her lifestyle without experiencing it and called me a hypocrite. Because I wanted to be justified, I embraced the experience of "walking a mile in her shoes" just like she predicted I would.
I've been with them for a weekend, and before I knew it, I embraced this lifestyle. I'm a white bitch now, and I have never been more fulfilled as a woman. I have been tattooed and pierced as property. I suck who I am told to suck and fucked by those who are a part of this circle. Surprisingly, my owners have ben understanding and while I am not allowed self control, they have taken every step to ensure my training has been a positive experience. I serve only those who are a member of this tightly knit group, and I am beyond excited.
The last step was hard, but the tongue in my ass and the lips on my clit help. Donald is understandably upset, but we have been sexless for years now. I have given him the choice of being cuckolded or divorcing me. I'm curious to see how he will take this. I promised we would talk privately after my summer training is done.
I really didn't mean for this to happen. My younger brother wanted some pointers with his girlfriend as they are just getting into BDSM as a lifestyle. That in itself would have been fine, but her mother found out and charged over to confront me. Through persuasive argument, she started seeing me for her own training --separate from my brother, of course. Before she knew it, she was a regular guest. It all came to a head when the older sister went all Karen on me. Though like all Karens, she was unprepared for someone who was prepared and now here we are.
The mother is actually crying because of embarrassment. The old divorcee never wanted to broadcast her sexual freedom, and wanted to maintain her "proper woman" facade. My brother and his girlfriend are excited and enjoying themselves, despite being eight feet away from her mother who's got her ass filled with fat dick at the moment. I've told my new little "Karen" that I'll be training her all weekend, so she can expect to be sucking a lot of dick while her ass is being trained. It's very effective to make them watch one another being trained, but this time I'm just going to supervise and make sure my associates don't cross any lines like making them play together. Still it's fun to watch their reactions to this new development.
My friends, the secret to training "Karens" is making her do everything a proper woman shouldn't while giving her as much stimulation as possible. She's already started to address me with respect. She'll have her nipples pierced by the end of the weekend and her collar is already in place. LMAO.
Liz adopted each of them. Little did she know that it would lead to this. She started with Booker in a moment of weakness and quickly fell into old habits, showing him everything about how to properly control her --as she'd been without a Master for nearly ten years. It didn't take long for her submission to inspire each of her girls to follow suit. They all now belong to a lifestyle they can't escape....
Molding white women into proper slaves takes some intense training. Some of it I like to do with my select circle of male friends, but since they are my neighbors, and enslaving them is for my own benefit, I have decided to give this a "Personal Touch", so to speak. Step one has been to strip them of the notion of being "proper". Step two was training their holes. If you dominate their wholes, especially in spite of their protests, the humiliation begins to take it's toll. Finally, none of them are allowed clothing, besides the slave attire they are given..
The mother and youngest have taken to this almost immediately. Our resident "Karen" is in need of extra attention. I have slowly been breaking her down mentally. She nearly burst into tears when I showed her that her husband hasn't called her phone in the six days she's been here.
I leaned in close and told her that by the time he gets around to wondering where you are, you will be so broken that you won't ever be able to go back to being anything but a "proper" slave. That seemed to do the trick. She's become quite fond of being spanked.
Before her friends went home for the evening, they made sure to truss the three of us up in Mistress Valerie's dungeon. I'm hanging from a clover bar with her favorite fucking machine slowly working in and out of my ass, while she's torturing my clit with a vibrating want and flicking at the weighted clips on my nipples.
It's humiliating.
I can't stop cumming and she knows it.
"I've decided that I'm going to be keeping you both, so you won't get in the way of Brittany and my brother's deepening relationship."
I was too out of breath to say anything, but I couldn't do anything more that glare at her. She called my bluff.
"Don't be so stunned, Jennette. You wear your ring like a shield, but I know already you're alone at home. Your sister already told me that he's been stepping out on you, leaving you more and more frustrated. Well, now there's no need to worry about it. My lawyers will be drawing up the paperwork for you, so there' s no need to let you return to your fake life. You'll be staying here with me from now on. I'll be taking good care of you..."
I wanted to say something. I wanted to object. she can't take possession of me like I'm some kind of object. But looking into her eyes, I know she's serious and that I'm not strong enough to do anything but obey her. I'm dripping pussy juice everywhere and the only thing I can do is moan. She's breaking me.
Don't let the ropes fool you. I chose this. My master is one of my students and I know that he's devoted to the ideal that we are going to breed and raise our children under his care. We're all being conditioned to obey and while I know intellectually what is taking place, I also know that it's too late and I couldn't go back even if I wanted to. All they have to do is play with my ass now, and I fall into a state of complience in spite of myself. I feel uncomfortable if I'm not in my restraints now, and I find my leash, blindfold and gag to have a calming effect on me.
Right now I am helping Mistress Regina condition Lita. Hera and I are too far along now for rough play. Mistress has us helping with some of the younger breeders until we're due.