Part 40 (1/2)

I grabbed a couple of cans of c.o.kes from the beverage machine and carried the food over to the table. I distributed the snacks to the girls.

Jane looked at the junk food and I could almost hear her stomach growl. I dropped the remainder of the change on the table with the food. There really wasn't that much left.

”Go on. Enjoy yourselves. You haven't had a break in a long time. If you want anything else, feel free to go buy it. Just there isn't a lot more change.”

”Your slaves thank you, Master,” Jane said softly, her face flus.h.i.+ng.

”Just enjoy the time. I'll be back for you soon.”

”Thank you for not making us go back in there, and for the treats,” Christi whispered.

I nodded to her. Watching her as she tore into the bag of chips. A look of happiness gracing her face for the first time in a while. She picked up a curled chip and closing her eyes let it fall between her perfect teeth. Sighing.

I turned from the naked beauties and made my way back to the office door. I could hear faint voices behind the door. Kara's voice. Very faint.

”One last time. Okay? I don't know which of us he'll free, but if you get a chance. Kick him in the b.a.l.l.s. And run. Don't worry about the rest of us. Okay?”

I heard Julie make a non-committal answer. Mumbling something. I waited a few more minutes and opened the door. Amy was still on her knees, gagged behind Julie's chair. Julie still hung in her ropes. Kara was defiant again. Her face a little worried that I had heard her. I gave her no indication that I had.

I walked over to Amy. I knelt behind her and unbuckled the gag from behind her head. I felt her bare body tense as she held the gag in on her own. Waiting. I placed my hand below her jaw and she pushed the intrusion out of her mouth with her tongue, letting the wet ball drop into my hand.

She swallowed a couple of times heavily. She had been drooling around the gag. She worked her jaw back and forth. Sighing.

”Oh G.o.d. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”

”Did I give you permission to speak?”

Her face registered fright. Thinking that her instinctive grat.i.tude would be punished by the gag going back in. She shook her head. Closing her eyes.

”It's alright. You can speak. Just not to them. Yet.”

She let her breath out. Relief. The gag was going to stay out. For now.

”Please. This slave wants to say she is sorry for earlier. Very very sorry. She'll do anything not to be gagged anymore.”

”Apology accepted. Just remember. No speaking to the women here. Got it?”

She nodded her head. ”Thank you for taking it out. It hurts when it has been in that long.”

”I know it does. Had to teach you a lesson though, didn't I.”

”I learned.”

”I doubt that very much. But for now, I'm almost sure that you'll behave.”

She hadn't told me about the plan yet. I didn't even know if she was involved. I doubted it. But I expected her to tell me about it, at least. Perhaps, she was just being pa.s.sive. Letting the kicking plan play out. If it worked it might be in her benefit, even if she didn't help in it directly. I'd find out later what the heck she was thinking. Maybe she just forgot about it, in the relief of having the gag out. Maybe she'd still let me know about it.

I rose to my feet. Glancing at Kara and Julie.

I sat on the desk in front of Kara again. She glared at me. I didn't particularly like that look of defiance on her face.

”You want those pins off?”

”You know I do,” she almost hissed at me.

”Ready to beg to have them off?”

”You pig. Yes.”

I waited.

She swallowed. Her face turning bright red. ”Please? Take them off me?”

She was having real trouble with the begging. Sounded about as sincere as your average politician.

”Kara. You can do better than that. Do I have to hurt you some more.”

”I can't beg. It's not in my nature.”

”You begged to have your feet loosened.”

”That was different.”

”What? The clothespins don't hurt enough?”

”They hurt. But not like my feet did.” The initial pain of the pins had probably dulled to an annoying ache. Not really painful until they were removed. I smiled at her.

”I can make them hurt more if that would help.”

”You don't have to hurt me. Why are you treating me like this?”

”Because I can, Kara. Haven't you figured that out yet?”

I casually reached forward and gave her nipple pins a quick sharp twist.

”Oh s.h.i.+t. Not again. Ow. Please. That hurts.”

I hadn't really given them a really painful pull. Just a twist. Her nipples just had rolled with the pressure. It hurt, I'm sure, but not like the torment I'd put her through before.

”There. See. You can beg.”

”You b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Just let us go.”

This time I pulled the nipple clamps, and gave them a sharp twist at the end. Stretching her bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s by their nipples. Holding them like that. Her face twisted in agony. She screamed.

”Ahhhhhhh. G.o.d. Please. Stop. No more. I'll do what you want. I'll beg. Please. Oh G.o.d. Please take them off me. Jesus Christ. My t.i.ts. My nipples. They hurt. Oh Jesus. Stop. Stop. Please stop.”