Lisa's Final Test

The next day, Lisa arrived at the college with no knowledge that things would be any different than they had been for the last few weeks. She was naked, of course, and people turned to watch as she trudged up to the entrance of the compound. She could feel her face warming with a blush, but didn't bother to try and hide herself anymore. People had already noticed the changes to her body, the nipple rings, and the ring piercing which adorned the hood of her clit. It wasn't as bad as Diana's, but the fact that she was constantly naked meant she couldn't forget or ignore it. The day that she'd gotten it, people had turned and pointed.

''Do you see her? That's the **** who used to be Lisa.''

''Do you see her pussy? She's got a piercing!''

''Yeah, I hear that David made her get it.''

''Made her get it? As if! I bet she wanted it. I bet she begged him. Do you remember her initiation and how horny she was there? I bet he fucks her and she begs him to tug on it, just to show her her place.''

''Kinky. Well, I'm not saying that I'd say no if I were able to be her master. I'd fuck her every night.''

She tried to ignore such words, but they followed her wherever she went. Today however, she was particularly worried. This morning, as she had taken the bus to the college, she gotten a message from David on her phone (Which he had allowed her to keep for once.) It was a text, and read simply:

Come to the sports shed as soon as you arrive. I will see you there.

Now, as she edged towards the section of the campus given over to sport, Lisa wondered what was going to happen to her. She had no doubt that David had come up with another game to demean her, to make her fold, and to break her will. She felt like a woman walking to her own execution. People turned and watched her go, commenting on her naked body with a total lack of shame. Even people she used to know and like. It seemed like once you were a ****, once it was socially okay to think of you as not a person, many people did. Not everyone. A few people turned away, as though ashamed, and she counted a handful who looked angry that it had come to this. But the amount of people who simply accepted it were far more than those who didn't.

The college that Diana and Lisa went to didn't have a big focus on sports. But, since there were students who were interested in it, it had devoted a small area of space to the practice and playing of them. There was only a single field, which tended to be remapped when needed for different games, and at the end of the field, there was a shed which was about as large as a big room. It was made of dull, rusted metal, and usually the front was locked except for when it would be needed. No one went there otherwise. As Lisa stepped forward, she had an ominous feeling, a tingling running up and down the back of her spine. But she ignored it. What else could she do? If she didn't obey her master, she could be punished, and while she did, she at least had a few protections. She reminded herself that David was not allowed to harm her permanently, though that seemed of little comfort at the moment.

As she pressed against the old metal door - finding it to be open - Lisa said a silent prayer, hoping that Diana would find a way to end all of this soon.

The door closed behind her, and for a moment, Lisa stood blinking. it was warm inside of the shed, which was probably because a heater had been brought in and plugged into the wall. The lights were on, and Lisa could see that the room was full of sports supplies. All kinds of tools and aids were stacked against the walls. But a space had been cleared near the centre of the building, where there stood three figures who she knew oh so very well.

The first one was David, her master had his arms crossed, tapping his foot against the ground in anticipation of her arrival. The second was Lillian. The pale skinned woman had decided to wear a fairly simple uniform today, making do with a dark skirt and a black top. The third one - and the one which made Lisa gasp and take a step back - was Stacy.

Stacy was kneeling on the ground beside Lillian. Her blond hair was messy, and she was drooling. A gag had been studded crudely into her mouth, and secured around the back of her head, and she couldn't swallow. Her eyes looked wide, and she was clearly caught up in the throes of some sexual torment. Lisa saw that Lillian had made her get her nipples pierced too, and a golden chain was tied to each one, hooking to her breasts, and then falling to join together as it descended down her chest. Lisa felt her heart hammer as she saw that Lillian had also **** Stacy to get not one, but two piercings between her legs. One for her clit, and one for the hood of her clit, combining the two that Diana and Lisa had shared. The golden chain tied to each of these as well, and it was tight so that each time Stacy moved, she tugged on her own clit and breasts. Lisa felt her own clit throb in sympathy. It looked horrible!

Her arms had been tied behind her back as well, and lastly, it seemed like someone had attached a magic wand to a stand, and nestled it between her legs, the head pressed right against her pussy. It was on, and Stacy was moaning through the gag, her eyes rolling, she looked utterly exhausted, and had already cum several times judging by the amount of liquid that stained her upper legs.

Lisa raised her hand to her mouth in horror.

"Stacy..." She murmured, "My god...I'm so sorry you got caught up in this..."

"Lisa!" David said, seeing her as she stepped inside. "Good of you to come. Like you actually had a choice, eh? Well, I can't say that I haven't enjoyed this little game of ours, but it's coming to an end now. I am bored of your resistance, so today, we're going to break you fully."

Lisa's heart skipped a beat, but she managed a glare.

"Like you can. Do what you want to me, but this isn't some stupid porn where I am going to be some mind broken **** afterwards. That's not how the real world works."

"Oh really? What about little Stacy? She seems to be a very good example of it."

Lisa tried not to look, but couldn't help but compare the moaning, drooling figure there to her best friend. Stacy who had always been so bright, so cheery, who always had a word to say, and who always worked to help someone she saw in need.

"You could have helped her." Lillian said, guessing Lisa's thoughts. "I gave you the chance to switch masters to me. She didn't have to suffer all she did. But you were selfish, and I broke her, just like I said that I would."

"She's not broken." Lisa snapped. "She'll get better when you two aren't torturing her anymore!"

"Maybe." David said. "Maybe not. We'll have to see. Now do be a good little **** and put your hands behind your back, would you?"

She had ****. She knew she had ****, but it still took every ounce of willpower that she had to do it, crossing her wrists behind her back. Instantly, Lillian was moving, a length of rope in her hand. Lisa didn't need to ask what it was for, she felt its roughness against her skin as Lillian bound her wrists tightly. She felt helpless now, more and more ****, with her arms bound, she couldn't even try to defend herself, she just had to kept remembering that David wasn't allowed to actually hurt her, that this was all part of his game, meant to get into her head, to make her doubt...

She had to hold onto that.

Once her hands were bound, Lillian shoved her, making her stagger forwards into the centre of the room. There, someone had moved an old goalpost into position. It should have been light enough to move, but it had been weighed down with junk. Lillian smiled, her look was evil and malicious, making Lisa squirm.

"I've been waiting for this for so long..." She whispered, "I am going to see you broken, Lisa. I am going to see you beg to be forgiven, and then, I'm going to see the same thing happen to your sister."

There were three chains connected to the goalposts, tied around it with a careful knot. Diana took the first one in her hand, and hooked the edge around Lisa's right nipple piercing, clicking it into place with a sadistic slowness. Her fingers traced Lisa's chest, running up and down her engorged nipple. Then, she applied the second chain to Lisa's other nipple. Unlike with Stacy, for Lisa, there was more than enough slack to move around freely, though feeling the weight of the chains tugging at her chest made her breath go faint.

There was little doubt where the final chain would go. Lillian took it in her hand, and approached Lisa slowly, grinning from ear to ear, Lisa tried to remain strong and defiant, but was really starting to worry inside. Binding her hands and tying her in place? This didn't seem like one of their normal games at all.

The final chain clicked into place, connecting to the ring piercing between her legs. Lisa shuddered, feeling the sudden weight there. She pulled once or twice, just to see if she could break it, but the chain was strong, and the goalpost was well weighed down.

She was now trapped in the centre of the room. Tied by her pussy and her breasts.

She stood in the centre of the room as Lillian and David circled her like predators. Her skin was cold, her insides felt warm, she tried to keep both of them in sight, but couldn't. Each move she made clinked as the chains rattled. Her hands were tied behind her back.

"These last few weeks have been really fun for me, Lisa." David said, "Maybe not so much for you. For me, it was a dream come true. I never imagined that you would become the college sex ****, and I never thought that I would be chosen as a master. In fact, now that I think back on it, I have the impression that it was more than impossible, like I didn't even fantasise about it. Almost as though it had never happened before. Like it wasn't a thing."

Lisa felt a stab of ice through her heart, her whole body locked up for a moment, and she turned to look at David.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..." David said slowly, "Let's talk about rulebooks, will we?"

"I...I don't understand... what do rulebooks have to do with anything?"

"I think you do understand." David said, "I think that you have a lot more power than you give on. or at least, that you used to. A friend of mine has volunteered some information, and while I didn't believe him at first, it was very persuasive. If I wanted to know more, he said that I should ask you."

"I...." Lisa's heart hammered, and she felt as though she was on the verge of panic. Now she knew why they had tethered her in place before starting. She had to find a way out of this, but the only way that she could think of was to bluff them. To convince them that she was well and truly the college sex ****, and that there was no such thing as magic rulebooks. "I don't understand.... David...master... why are you asking me about something like that?"

"You mean to tell me that you don't know anything about it?"

"Of course not!"

"I thought you might say that." Lillian purred. "So we're going to do some convincing of our own. Remember, all you have to do is tell us what we want to know."

"You can't hurt me!" Lisa said, "You can't cause any permanent damage. I'm not scared of you!"

"We're not going to do any permanent damage." David said, "But the next few hours are probably not going to be fun. For you. For us, they're going to be very fun. Last chance to give up."

"I don't know anything, I swear!"

"I hoped you'd say that." Lillian grinned.