Kate's reward

Kate followed behind Reggie until they came to the back of the building. Being a **** girl, she was not allowed to enter most buildings through the front entrance. He led down a set of concrete stairs and to a heavy steel door with an electronic lock. A sign above the door read Rodeo Hights Appartments, **** Entrance. He input his personal unlock code and led Kate through. She knew this area well of course. Going straight ahead would lead to what once would have been called a freight elevator, now called a **** elevator that Reggie or whoever held her leash to take her to her mistress. Going either to the right or left would lead down a long hallway that worked its way around the foundation of the building. On either side of the long hallways were doors leading to rooms primarily used for the punishment of misbehaving **** girls. He turned left and walked down the hall until he came to the first room with its vacant sign lit up. Without a word, he tethered her leash to a ring in the wall and Kate did, what any good **** girl did, stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, and bending at the waist putting herself on display. Before Reggie left he clipped a green tag to the D-ring at the front of her collar.

"A green tag?" she thought in confusion. Having been a free woman with no slaves of her own she was ultimately unfamiliar with the reward and punishment system most commonly used behind closed doors. sure she had gone to clubs featuring the services of **** girls. She had paid to have her pussy eaten several times and had once been invited up onto the main stage to spank a **** girl. In her time as Janna's ****, she had been punished several times by Janna herself and by the building's staff. In those times, she had a red tag clipped to her collar.

"Well, well, well, look who managed to be a good girl for once," a tall woman with long red hair done in a tight bun. She was dressed professionally in a dark blue suit jacket with a matching skirt and white undershirt.

"Oh no!" Kate thought to herself. She didn't know who this woman was but knew what she was. She was the apartment building's chief disciplinarian. Kate suspected she, like her mistress, was an Amazon. She seemed to delight in punishing **** girls, blondes such as her especially.

"Come on girl," let's get to your reward," she said as she untethered the leash and led her into the room. Kate had been in a few rooms for punishment. As far as she knew they were all the same. Each contained a stockade, a low whipping post that **** the ass of the woman stuck in it into the air for the whip. There was a spanking bench, a Saint Andrew's Cross, a chair with most of its seat removed was suspended in the air by chains so that it was tipped backward, and a dunking tank filled with ice-cold water.

Without a word, the woman locked Kate in the stockade. She then left and returned a few minutes later, leading a brunette dressed in dark blue satin, with a silver-white lace half bra, matching skirt, and silver six-inch stiletto-heeled shoes. Around her neck, she wore a dark blue leather collar.

When the woman jerked downward on the leash the well-trained obedient **** girl knelt down behind Kate. The woman unbuckled the ****'s gag and shoved her face into Kate's pussy. The **** quickly set her tongue to work.

Kate couldn't stop herself from moaning loudly into her gag. It felt like forever since she had orgasmed. The **** rewarding her had a wonderfully skilled tongue, and she was slowly building her up. She tried to beg and plead with her fellow **** to hurry up, but all that she managed, were muffled squeals and moans of pleasure. Finally, after an unknown amount of time, her legs shook and she let out a barely muffled primal scream as her orgasm hit hard.

After that, it was as if a dam had burst, and orgasm after orgasm flowed from Kate's quivering and shaking body. By the time she was released from the stocks, her legs could barely support her weight, and her voice was hoarse from constantly screaming into her gag.

One of the building's attendants took her back to Jana's apartment, and she quickly knelt before her mistress. The other **** girl she kept, a tall brunette dressed in a green silk half bra, trimmed with dark yellow lace and matching skirt with black stiletto heels, and a green ball gag in her mouth brought their mistress a glass of wine. She curtsied and walked away. It was then that Kate caught sight of her fellow ****'s ass, which looked as if it was freshly bruised.

"Did you enjoy your reward, Kate?" Jana asked taking a sip of her wine. She quickly nodded in reply. Janna finished her wine, stood, removed her knee-length skirt and panties, and sat back down. She beckoned Kate with her index finger.

"Let's see if you managed to learn anything," Jana said as she unbuckled her blonde ****'s gag. Not waiting to be told Kate buried her face between her mistress' legs and began eating her out, trying to mimic what the **** that had eaten her had done.