After a minute, the woman prompted her again. "You should begin now, girl."
"Yes, Mistress," Tempest replied meekly. She adjusted her legs, tucking them beneath her so she was kneeling. Then she started her slow up and down motion, feeling every inch of progress that the dildo made deep inside her body.
"Lean forward, pet," said the woman. Tempest tilted her body forward and the dildo shifted inside of her, causing her belly to cramp. "Forward a little more."
Tempest groaned as the pain intensified even more as she leaned forward further. The woman tilted her head up and then propped her upper body up, resting on her elbows. She started licking the generous breasts that were dangling in front of her face as Tempest tried to adjust to the invader in her bowels.
The woman sucked the left nipple into her mouth and chewed on it, sending more pain through the captive girl's body but also sending erotic thrills through her. She shifted her head to capture the other nipple and more pain and pleasure coursed through her body. The woman seemed infatuated with the perfect breasts that she was feasting on. She would suckle the nipples and then draw as much breast flesh as she could into her mouth. Tempest could feel teeth raking along her breast as she withdrew from the hungry mouth until the teeth clamped down on the nipple, nipping at it.
"Lean back now, little one," the woman said. Tempest straightened up again. The whole time, she had been moving her hips, letting the dildo slide in and out of her, feeling the cramping each time it got deep. Now the cramping had stopped.
"Lean back, child," the woman repeated. Tempest leaned back further using her hands to prop herself up. "Good girl."
Her torso was now at a forty five degree angle, exposing her sex to the woman again. Again, the woman slipped fingers into her and again Tempest blushed as she realized how wet she was. Still, she kept her hips moving, fucking herself on the huge plastic cock.
The woman finally decided that it was time to give Tempest pleasure. The fingers started to toy with the slippery, distended clit, rolling it back and forth and pinching it and tugging on it. Tempest felt pain and pleasure mixing in her body again but at least the cramping had gone. The pleasure started to build and overshadow the pain and Tempest started panting again. Little soft moans escaped from her lips as the woman kept playing with the sensitive clit.
Finally, Tempest shuddered and groaned as her orgasm struck. The woman pinched the tender clit again, sending fresh pain through the girl's body and driving the orgasm higher. She shrieked as her climax hit another peak and then groaned. She started to come down from her climax but the woman pinched her clit again, this time using her fingernails. Tempest shrieked again but her orgasm went soaring again. She felt like her heart would pound itself right out of her chest as her body became a swirling hot mixture of pain and pleasure. And then, everything went black. She had fainted.
Chapter 13
"Tempest, dear," said Kate. She was seated on the sofa in her suite and Tempest was kneeling before her. Once again, she held the younger woman's breasts in her hand. Tempest was starting to think of this as the normal ‘at home' positions for the two of them. "Tell me what you are thinking."
Tempest thought for a moment back to the instructions that Kate had given her. She was given a choice between two possible responses unless asked a question that implied that a different kind of response was required. But she had not been asked a question just now. So she selected one of her two possible choices.
"Yes, please."
Kate furrowed her brow, confused for a moment. And then she realized what Tempest was doing. She squeezed the two breasts in her hands, lovingly. "The rules are off for now, love. You may speak freely with no repercussions. Tell me what you are thinking."
Tempest thought for a moment again before speaking. Finally, she did respond. "I think that you are horrible and insensitive and inhumane. I think that you should be locked away in prison for the rest of your life. What happened to me and my friends was unfair. And while you say that you had nothing to do with it, you are part of the group that did it to us. I hate you."
Kate nodded as she listened. She tried to think of what to say next but Tempest started up again before she could say anything.
"I am your property. I know that. I will not try to escape. I do not want to die. I will be the best slavegirl that I can be. I will try to make you very proud of owning me."
Kate felt her pulse slowing back down. After the first part of the speech, she had been concerned that she would either have to sell the girl or resort to drugs to soften her. Both of those options repulsed her. She decided to test the girl a bit, though, before believing her.
"That's quite a conflicting set of messages that you just sent to me. You hate me. But you want to make me proud of owning you. That doesn't sound like the piranha that I know." Tempest had earned the nickname of piranha during her internship with the firm three years earlier. She was working on a case with a partner and a senior associate. What the partner was doing was not only unethical, it was blatantly illegal. She talked to the associate but he refused to act. So she acted. She could not allow an injustice to take place with her knowledge. The partner went to jail. The associate was forced out of the firm. Tempest was sure that she had burned a bridge and possibly ruined her career. Instead, she was given a job offer before the summer even ended. When she finished her degree, she would come back as a junior associate. It seemed that ethics were valued in the firm.
For the last week before she left for school, her nickname gained momentum. It started with a casual comment in the lunch room from one of the interns. "Wow, you're a real piranha. You had that guy for lunch!" Someone else heard the comment and used it. After that, it became widespread and became attached to her. Tempest was the piranha. She made lunch out of other attorneys who stood in her way.
"Kate, I was never a piranha. He was slime and he was offensive to my principles and the principles of the profession I wanted to join. But as to my comments, they are very much from me. I do plan to be the best slave I can be. It's not something that I chose. It's not something that I aspired to. But it's what I am now. Elke helped me realize that."
Once again, Kate was happy that she had purchased the beautiful Elke. She was right in her earlier assessment of the girl as someone who would help tame Tempest. She rubbed her thumbs along the lush outer swells of the girl's breasts.
"We will be going home tomorrow, pet," said Kate. "I hope that I'm making the right decision."
"I don't know if you are making the right decision, Mistress," said Tempest, switching away from Kate's name to her title purposefully. "But I do know that I will try as best I can to make you proud."
Chapter 14
The girls attended the morning class which Tempest had grown to hate because of the monotony of the drills that they engaged in as they were taught the proper ways to serve and kneel and pose. This time, the French girl was missing so now they were down to four.
Tempest asked about the former mistress and was shocked at the response. The organization had kidnapped four more girls the day before and they were being ‘processed.' The French mistress was also being processed for the auction that was to be held later today. Tempest shuddered as she thought back to the terrifying ordeal that they had gone through days earlier when they were being prepared for sale.