Lisa's Vision of the Future

Diana shuddered more and more intensely, her cries got deeper and deeper. Her whole body shook in evident orgasm, a mask of pleasure overtook her face and she started to grind her pussy against Lisa's face. When it was over, and she fell exhausted to the ground, Lisa leaned up.

"Just like that," She said. "They make us do it again and again. Day after day. Until playing with each other is second nature. Whenever we don't obey, we're punished, but usually it's by watching that punishment be applied to the other one. Eventually, though it may take weeks or months, we're both broken. Willing to do anything we're told.

"Once they're sure that we're like that, our owner decides to take us back to the college. They want to show us off to everyone we used to know. But not like we are now. They need to decorate us first."

Lisa reached out a hand, stroking Diana's nipple with two fingers.

"They make us wear nipple clamps with bells that ring every time we move. So everyone can see what we've become. They're tight, they bite hard, and the bells are heavy. We have collars, but they're shock collars, programmed to give us a jolt every so often, just to remind us that we're slaves. We're tied together, you in the front and me behind. Chains rattling with every step we take. And our pussies aren't empty either. You're given a large dildo, it's sticking out of you, and you're told to hold it there even as it vibrates. The feeling driving you wild, making you cum. Making you want to drop it as you become more and more sensitive.

"But you can't drop it because it's tied to the shock collars. If you do, they'll go off, and we'll both be shocked until you put it back in. Only our hands are tied, so you can't.

"As for me, I'm not spared either."

Lisa's hand snaked downwards, rubbing herself slowly, her eyes half closed to enjoy the feeling, ti live the future that she was painting.

"I get a different sort of punishment. I have a smaller vibrator, one that goes fully inside of me, and a clit simulator too. Both of them are wireless, with no password. So anyone can use their phone or a computer to tease me, to make me moan and cum. I have to just stand there and take it. Before we even get far, my thighs are stained and wet, my pussy is screaming from all of the attention. My clit is burning, they don't give me a chance to rest. I cum and cum and cum.

"Our owner walks us through the college, taking us on our unsteady way towards the hall where I was first made a ****. The stage is there, and it's ready for an assembly. Everyone is waiting for us. As we're walked towards the stage, you can hear the words. The whispers. Lisa and Diana, two of the most desirable, sexy female students are now slaves, and they're going to give everyone a show. And do you know what?"

Lisa was on top of Diana now, almost predatory in her excitement, her fingers were rubbing her twin, teasing her pussy and her clit. Her voice was hitched with arousal.

"We do," she whispered. "We're marched to that stage and we give them a show. we fuck each other and lick each other. We're totally exposed, there's no dignity to it at all. But we don't need dignity as slaves. We fuck each other in every position, as everyone we ever knew watches. We know then that we can't go back. Our old life is gone, and this is all we have now. We cum and cum, it's recorded and we both know it will go online. That we'll forever be known as this.

"And that's the start of the rest of our lives."