The preacher's daughter

Jenna smiled to herself as she lay on the living room couch reading Mia's journal entries. She glanced over at the enslaved teacher, dressed in her maid's uniform, and using a feather duster to dust a shelf under the large flatscreen TV that hung on the wall. The TV itself was streaming an episode of an old TV show from the '80s that Mia enjoyed.

"I'm sorry, Mistress. I'm blocking your view," Mia said as she quickly stepped aside.

"Finish up," Jenna said with a smile. "I'm just listening while I read your journal entries."

"Very well, Mistress," Mia said before starting to dust again. Jenna smiled to herself as she continued to read the latest entry. It had been almost a week since she had left Mia and Lauren in their latex beds, listening to the recording she had made of herself telling them how they would be living their lives. When she had released them, and ordered them to recite their rules they did so perfectly and without hesitation or question. Not even about helping her enslave other women. She had gone for broke and told Lauren about how she had blackmailed Mia into slavery and the redhead did not so much as bat an eye.

"Well, given that it's Thursday and I confessed to Lauren on Sunday and the cops haven't shown up yet makes me believe my little plan worked," she thought as she closed the journal. "Lauren should be here soon," she said after glancing at her phone for the time. "But, while we wait, you have been a very good girl and have earned an orgasm. Come here," she added as she stood up.

"Yes, Mistress," Mia said placing her feather duster on the shelf and quickly making her way to her mistress, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor.

"Legs apart, lift your skirt."

"Yes, Mistress," Mia said biting her lip with anticipation. Jenna smiled as she reached down between Mia's legs and began to gently rub her pussy until she moaned softly, and her pussy glistened with desire. She slipped her index and middle fingers into her and began to gently pump them in and out.

"This is a treat, Mia, so you don't need permission to cum," Jenna said before beginning to kiss Mia passionately.

"Thank you, Mistress," she said as she eagerly returned her mistress' kisses. A few minutes later, Mia came hard on her mistress' fingers.

"I'd say someone enjoyed that," Jenna said with a laugh as she held her cum covered fingers up to Mia's lips.

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you so much for my orgasm," she said before taking Jenna's fingers into her mouth and sucking them clean.

"You've been a good girl and earned it." Before anything else could be said there was a knock at the door. "Kneel," Jenna said as she turned toward the door. Without a moment of hesitation, Mia lowered herself to her knees.

Jenna made her way to the door and opened it. She smiled down at Lauren, who knelt naked just outside the door. Her clothes were folded neatly beside her. Her hands were held up in the air palm side up. Resting on her palms was her journal with the key to its lock it lying on top of the beautiful leather-bound book and a simple black leather collar. Jenna took the offered items inside and left the redhead where she was, returning with the collar. She held it out in front of Lauren in both hands. Lauren smiled as she pressed her neck against her collar and held up her long red hair, allowing her mistress to quickly buckle the collar.

"Come on in, don't forget your clothes."

"Yes, Mistress, thank you," Lauren said before gathering her clothes and moving inside. Once inside, she set her clothes beside the door, knelt down, and waited for her mistress' orders.

"Did you miss us, Lauren?" Jenna asked as she began skimming through Lauren's journal entries.

"Yes, Mistress. I missed you and Mia so much."

"Well we certainly missed you, didn't we Mia?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Show her how much you missed her," Jenna said as she began to read an entry in detail, keeping one eye on her slaves.

"Yes, Mistress," Mia replied before crawling to Lauren and kissing her passionately. Jenna smiled again when Lauren eagerly kissed Mia back.

"That's enough," Jenna said after she watched the heavy make-out session while reading Lauren's journal. Instantly the two slaves stopped kissing and turned to face their mistress. "You have the burner phone I told you to get?" She asked looking pointedly at Lauren.

"Yes, Mistress. It's in my purse, the black one, the phone in the pink case is mine, " Lauren answered, pointing at her purse. Jenna quickly found the phone and saw there was only one number programmed onto it, Melisa Howard's, and the GPS tracking had been disabled.

"And neither of you has a problem with what we're about to do?"

"We are your slaves, Mistress. We live to obey and please you," Mia said. Her tone was almost robotic, but it had made Jenna's pussy incredibly wet.

"Later, later," she muttered to herself and resting the urge to strip herself and have Mia eat her pussy. Something she had gotten quite skilled at in the last few days. "Lauren, head up to the spare bedroom and put on the clothes I have laid out for you. You too Mia."

"Yes, Mistress," the two answered together before heading upstairs. They quickly dressed and returned to their mistress.

Lauren was now dressed in white and pink sneakers, tight-fitting denim shorts, and a blue tee-shirt with red lettering that read "STONE CANYON TIGERS" a high school located in a nearby town about twenty to thirty minutes to the North.

Mia was dressed in all black and carried two water bottles with her. One, with a white cap, and the other with a blue cap. The white-capped bottle was completely safe. However using a syringe and a detailed medical book, Jenna injected a powerful sedative into the blue cap so as not to break the seal of the bottle.

The two slaves followed their mistress into the kitchen. "Lauren, sit," Jenna said patting a chair with her hand.

"Yes, Mistress," Lauren said with a hint of excitement in her voice. Once she sat down, Jenna quickly styled her ****'s long red hair into a ponytail. Then while Mia held her phone, Jenna followed a lengthy, but extremely helpful make-up tutorial video on how to make someone look younger.

"Well?" Jenna asked looking at Mia.

"Mistress, if I didn't know better, I'd swear she was a teenager."

"May I please see, Mistress? Lauren asked. Jenna took a picture and showed it to her. Lauren's jaw dropped. She thought she looked at least ten years younger.

Another knock at the door caught their attention and Jenna walked off to answer the door with a smile on her face. A few seconds later, she returned with three men in black suits with white undershirts. Two of the men were white and looked like they were powerlifters. The third, that followed closely behind Jenna was a tall, lean, African American man with short dark hair. "Are you sure you're dad is okay with this, Miss Michaels?" the African American man asked, as he glanced at the two other women in the room. The naked blonde scrambled to cover herself.

"Don't bother covering yourself, Mia. It's nothing he hasn't seen before I'm sure," Jenna said looking over at Mia. "To be honest Antonio, Daddy doesn't know."

"And what do I tell him if he should ask?" Antonio asked pointedly.

"The truth. Daddy knows I know what he does."

"You do?" Antonio asked with a look of amusement.

"Yes, I listen, I know he runs an international human trafficking ring. If he asks tell him the truth. The two of you go way back. He respects you and He'd probably laugh about the whole thing."

"Your probably right," Antonio laughed.

"You know where you're going?"

Of course," he answered with a smile.

"Just like you've been rehearsing," Jenna said as she handed Lauren the burner phone.

"Yes, Mistress," Lauren said as she took the phone and pressed the call button after selecting Melissa Howard's name.

"Hello?" a sweet-sounding voice said after the third ring.

"Um, hello, is this Melisa Michaels?" Lauren asked letting her voice go up slightly higher in an attempt to sound younger.

"Yes, who is this?"

"My name is Jenny Martin. I just moved to Stone Canyon, and well... a girl here, Marcia Tate, said I should look into the teen group your church runs." This was not out of the ordinary. Several of the youth group's members made the trip with their parents or with one another from Stone Canyon.

"Oh, awesome! We would love to have you."

"Can you and I meet tonight, I... I know it's short notice."

"Yeah, that's no problem. Where should we meet?"

"Do you know the horse statue in Stone Canyon Park?"

"Yeah, you want to meet there? What time?"

"Is 7:00 tonight okay?"

"Yeah, I'll see you then."

"She'll be there Mistress," Lauren said with a smile.

"Good job Lauren," Jenna said with pride in her voice.

Antonio was already using google maps to access the meeting area. It was nearly perfect. It was a secluded area at the rear of the park. A thicket of trees separated the horse statue from an old access road to a quarry no longer in use. He and his team could park a vehicle there, and wait in the trees for the opportunity to grab their victim. Then it would be simple to get her back to the vehicle and drive down the road one mile to an old dilapidated church where four other vehicles would be waiting. They would then put her in one of the other vehicles while the others went off in all directions and scattering their trail.

A few hours later Lauen, sat on a bench near the horse statue, keenly aware that the capture team was in the trees just a few yards behind her. She reached her hand into her purse and felt the cold water bottles. "Excuse me, are you Jenny Martin?" a tall dark haired woman asked. She was dressed simply in a yellow tee shirt with a red star on the chest, knee-length denim shorts, and white and black sneakers.

"Yes, you must be Melisa," Lauren answered as she held out her hand.

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you," she said as they shook hands. "Wow, it's a scorcher today isn't it?" she asked.

"Yeah, I have a couple of water bottles," she began as she pulled the blue-capped bottle and handed it to the unsuspecting teen.

"Oh, thanks," she said as she took the bottle, twisted off the top, and began chugging its contents. By the time she had lowered the bottle, she had drank half of the water it held. "So, is there anything going on in your life that we can help you out with?" she asked as she took a seat on the bench.

"What do you mean?" Lauren asked as she sat down herself.

"Well, our key goal is to.... to.... to...," Melisa said as she began to sway from side to side. "What, what did you...." she said as she fell forward only to be grabbed by Lauren before she could fall off the bench and hurt herself. Antonio and his men quickly moved out of the trees and scooped up the **** teen.

She was carefully carried to a waiting SUV where she was placed in the back. Shortly after, she was taken from the first SUV and placed into the back of one of four other identical other SUVs and taken to Jenna's lake house. On the way, per Jenna's instructions, Melisa was stripped naked, and given a full examination by one of the capture teams. The man smiled to himself upon seeing that the girl was still a virgin.

"Where would you like her Miss Michaels?" Antonio asked let's go up to the attic, I'll decide what to do with her once we get there," she answered as they began to head towards the stairs that would take them to the second floor. She stopped and looked at Mia and Lauren. In the brief time since she had entered the home with the capture team, she had stripped herself naked like Mia and now knelt next to her fellow ****. "You two, get dressed in your schoolgirl uniforms. You may wear your non-heeled shoes, I want you two mobile, in case she tries anything."

"Yes, Mistress," both replied before standing and following their mistress up the stairs.

Antonio smiled at what he saw before turning to Jenna. "Miss Michaels, if you plan on selling her, you should know she's still a virgin."

"I'm not planning on selling her, but, that does make this all the sweeter." When they arrived at the attic-turned-dungeon, Antonio looked around with a smile on his face. "Put her on the cross, facing out please."

"Of course, Miss Michaels," the two men carrying the still **** Melissa said as they took her to the Saint Andrew's Cross and secured her to it.

"Thank you, gentlemen," Jenna said as the three men moved toward the door as Mia and Lauren walked into the room. The two now wore matching schoolgirl uniforms with white tops tied off just below their breasts leaving their stomachs bare. Short pleated skirts, white knee-high socks, and sneakers.

"Any time, let me know if we can help you again," Antonio said as she walked out of the room.

"Lauren, get me some water, shaving cream, and a razor. I'm going to shave this bitch," Jenna said as she looked at Melissa's full bush.

"Yes, Mistress," Lauren said before leaving the dungeon. She returned a few minutes later carrying a bowl of warm water, with the handle of a razor sticking out of it, and a can of shaving cream in the other. "Here you are, Mistress," she said as she set the shaving supplies down on the floor at Jenna's feet. She was impressed that her mistress had managed to change so quickly. Her tee shirt and jeans were gone. In their place, were tight-fitting black leather pants, a purple latex corset, black knee-high boots, and around her waist, a large purple strap-on.

"Thank you, Lauren the sedative should be wearing off soon. Why don't you two entertain each other until I need you? You may kiss, play with each other's tits, caress and squeeze each other's asses, but your pussies are off limits," Jenna said as she held the bowl of water up to Melissa's pussy with one hand and used the other to splash water onto her new ****'s pussy.

"Yes, Mistress," Mia and Lauren said as they turned toward one another and began kissing.

For the next few minutes, Jenna carefully shaved Melissa until her pussy was bald. "Uh...," Melissa moaned as she began to regain her senses. She gasped suddenly wide awake. "Jenny! What's going on... Oh gosh, I'm naked!" she screamed realizing she was naked. "You! You, you, you," she said looking down at Jenna.

"Careful what you say, Melissa. Word it too strongly," Jenna began as she stood up, and placed her index finger under her chin, "and God won't like it," she added in a teasing sing-song tone. She walked over to a cabinet and returned carrying a powerful vibrator and a metal case with several leather collars inside.

"I don't find any of this funny Jenna," Melissa spat back in a haughty tone. "Now let me go and give me my clothes."

"You don't make demands here bitch!" Jenna yelled getting right in Melissa's face. "And, from now on you will call me 'Mistress.' Just like Mia and Lauren, although you knew her as Jenny."

"You sick perverted freak! Let me go!"

"Once you've properly begged for your collar," Jenna said laughingly as she opened the case showing Melissa a collection of leather collars in an assortment of colors. "I'll let you off of the cross, but, let me be perfectly clear. You'll never leave here."

"Please," she said quietly as the hopelessness of her situation finally began to sink in.

"'Please' What?" Jenna asked with an evil smile. "'Please vibe me and not let me cum until I beg for my collar?'" she added now holding up the vibrator and turning it on at full power. She smiled again as she pressed the head of the vibrator against Melissa's freshly shaven pussy.

"Oh no!" she screamed. "This is wrong!"

"Enjoy the vibe ****. There are so many worse things I could do to you to make you beg for your collar," Jenna said before taking one of Melissa's quickly hardening nipples into her mouth and sucking.

Before long, and despite her best efforts to stay silent, Melissa was moaning loudly as she raced toward an orgasm. Just before she could experience relief, however, Jenna pulled the vibrator away. She waited and watched for several minutes as Melissa slowly came down. As soon as she did, Jenna passed the vibrator to her pussy again and latched on to the other erect nipple.

Again, Jenna stopped Just before Melissa could cum, and again she waited until her body had calmed only to begin the **** for the third time.

"God please help me! God stop this please!" Melissa screamed as she felt her body nearing release again.

"No God here," Jenna said teasingly when she pulled the vibrator away again. "But, in your case, I would accept Goddess as an alternative to Mistress."

Melissa's resolve had impressed Jenna. So much so, that she was beginning to think she would have to find another way to break her. Nearly two hours had passed, along with nineteen ruined orgasms and she had still not given in. She was covered in sweat, her hair was matted, and she hung as limply as her bondage allowed, but she had not given in.

Jenna activated the vibrator and slowly moved it toward Melissa's pussy. "No more, please Mistress no more. Please, Mistress, let me wear your collar. Please, Mistress, I'll do whatever you want," Melissa said in an almost trance-like state.

Jenna smiled as she shut the vibrator off, set it on the ground, and selected a pink leather collar for her newest ****. "Girls put her over the padded barrel."

"Yes, Mistress," the two said before they undid Melissa's cuffs and took the dazed girl over to a padded barrel held up long ways between two heavy wooden legs with leather cuffs for the wrists and ankles of its occupant.

With Melissa properly in place, Jenna strode over and began to gently rub the head of the strap-on against her glistening slit. "Ready to get fucked, Melissa?"

"Wha...what?!" Melissa asked suddenly snapping out of her lust-induced trance. "No! No! Please don't! I'm saving myself for marriage and besides that, you're a girl!"

"I'm your mistress remember?" Jenna laughed. "And you can go ahead and consider yourself married. Think of that pretty pink collar around your neck as your wedding ring."

"Noooo!" Melissa whined.

"'No?'" Jenna asked. "Okay then. I guess I'll just have to punish you for lying to me and making me think you were ready to submit."

"'Punish me?'" Melissa asked nervously.

"Mmmhmm, Mia, bring me the cane at the top of that rack," Jenna said pointing to a large rack of canes.

"Yes, Mistress," Mia replied.

"Thank you," Jenna said as she took the cane from Mia. She flexed it gently in her hands finding it to be supple and slightly bendy. She held it out in front of her and performed a few downward strokes. As she did, she couldn't help but marvel at the swishing sound it made. "I'm going to cane you, Melissa. When you've had enough, beg me to fuck you." She waited a few seconds for a reply but got none.

CRACK! The first stroke of the cane landed against Melissa's upturned ass. "AHHHH!" Melissa screamed in pain as a thin line of fire spread through her ass like a lightning bolt. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Jenna began landing stroke after stroke, always pausing to allow Melissa a chance to beg to be fucked. "Please use your a...." Melissa began after twelve painful strokes.

"I believe the phrasing you're looking for is; 'Please fuck me, Mistress.'" Again she waited a few seconds but got no reply. "No? Okay," she said with a shrug. She pressed the cane against Melissa's ass, then, slowly pulled it back.

"No! No!" Melissa screamed. "Please fuck me, Mistress," she added barely above a whisper.

"What was that?" Jenna asked with an evil smile.

"Please.... fu, fu, fuck me, Mistress," she said hanging her head in shame.

"Well, since you asked so nicely," Jenna said laughingly as she pressed the head of the dildo against Melissa's pussy. Without warning she thrust her hips forward burying the dildo harnesses deep.

"OOOWWWW!" Melissa screamed as her hymen tore open. "Please, please not so rough."

"You had your chance to get a gentle first fucking, but you let that come and go," Jenna said as she grabbed Melissa's hips and began to thrust fast and hard causing the frame holding the padded barrel to creak with each forward thrust.

"Stop! Please!"

"From this point on Melissa, you are my sex ****. You are at my beck and call. You will live by my rules, if you break them, you will be punished. You will obey my commands, disobey and you will be punished."

"NNNOOO!"

"Oh yes, and if you refuse still frames of a video showing you getting caned and fucked will be put all over the internet. You won't be able to go anywhere without wondering if people are giving you a second look because they saw you getting fucked like a little lezzie whore!"

"You, you can't do this! Please!" Melissa half cried and half moaned. To her horror, an orgasm was quickly building in her, and was threatening to break free at any second.

"Don't you dare cum without permission! Mia, tell her how she gets permission."

"She asks for it, Mistress."

"Show her how," Jenna ordered over the increasing sound of Melissa's moans.

"Melissa, you must say 'Mistress, may I please cum?' If Mistress gives permission then you may cum."

"Be quick about it bitch," Jenna said pulling hard on Melissa's dark brown hair. "Cum without permission and you'll get a hundred strokes with the cane!"

"NO! SHE CAN'T BE SERIOUS!!" Melissa thought in a panic. It took a fraction of a second, and her orgasmic dam nearly bursting for her to decide. "MISTRESS, MAY I PLEASE CUM!?"

"Cum ****!" Melissa's scream of pleasure echoed through the dungeon as she experienced her first orgasm. "What do you say, Melissa?" she asked giving her newest **** a swat on the ass, causing her to scream in pain.

"Th..thank you," Melissa said breathlessly.

"Lauren, how do slaves properly thank their mistress?"

"By saying, 'Thank you, Mistress.'"

"Care to give it another try? Jenna asked giving Melissa's sore ass another painful swat.

"OW! Thank you, thank you, Mistress!"

"That's better. Do not forget again."

"I...I won't, Mistress," she said lowering her head in shame once more. Jenna undid the cuffs holding Melissa in place and led her over to one of the cages that lined the wall opposite the door. Completely broken, and still, in an orgasmic fog, Melissa crawled inside and lay down before Jenna locked her in.

"I want you to watch this, Melissa."

"Yes, Mistress," she replied weakly as she raised herself up onto all fours, spun around, and sat back on her calves.

"Mia, Lauren, come clean my cock," she ordered as she turned so her profile was to the cage.

"Yes, Mistress," the other two slaves answered together before crawling to their mistress. They began to lick the strap-on seemingly not caring about the mix of cum and blood that covered it.

"You take it in first, Lauren," Mia said as she slid under her mistress and began to lick and kiss the molded rubber scrotum at the base of the hard rubber cock.

"Thank you, Mia," Lauren said with a smile before taking the rubber cock deep into her mouth. For the next few minutes, Melissa watched in awe as Lauren sucked on the strap-on as if it were the real thing, while Mia worshiped the fake balls at the base. Eventually, the two traded places, and the session finally ended after each of them obediently took a brutal throat fucking.

"Come on girls," Jenna said as she clipped leashes to Mia and Lauren's collars. "You'll both be sharing my bed tonight."

"Yes, Mistress," they said together.

"Get some sleep, Melissa. Your proper training will begin tomorrow," Jenna said as she shut off the lights in the dungeon.

"Yes, Mistress," she heard Melissa say weakly and with a slight sob, just before the door clicked closed and the automatic lock engaged.