Collared sisters

"Tiffany, are you sure about this?" Anna Marsden asked her elder sister as they walked to the front door of a glass-fronted building on Rodeo Drive. The sign on the building read Claire's **** Girl Experience in frosted letting.

"Sure I'm sure," Tiffany replied as she turned to look at her sister. "I've been coming here for weeks. It's all anonymous."

Tiffany and Anna Marsden were nineteen and twenty years old, respectively. Both were beautiful brunettes with light brown hair and green eyes. Tiffany's hair was in a ponytail, and Anna's was in a messy bun. Both wore a tee shirt and denim jeans.

"But dressing up and acting like a **** girl? I don't know. What's to stop them from actually making us **** girls?"

"Oh, come on. Don't, don't be such a stick in the mud," Tiffany said teasingly. Anna, despite being the younger of them, Anna was the more cautious of the two. She was more cautious, but Tiffany knew all the right buttons to push. "Besides, we're within the city walls. It would be illegal for them to do that."

Anna rocked nervously on her feet and bit her bottom lip. "This feels wrong," she thought, "but, if I don’t go in, Tiffany will never let me hear the end of it." She took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. "Alright, let's do it."

"I promise you won't regret this, Anna," Tiffany said as she pulled open the door.

The two stepped into the lobby. It was large and spacious with black marble flooring and darkly colored wooden walls. Several black leather chairs were neatly arranged, and the area was lit by a beautiful crystal chandelier. A head of the two sisters was a tall redhead with her hair in a tight bun and professionally dressed, sitting behind a large oak desk that curved gently inward, with a built-in shelf at the front to add a degree of separation. What the two sisters did not know was Claire's **** Girl Experience, was an Amazon front.

"Well, well, well, look who's back," the redhead said with a friendly smile. "Who do we have here?"

"Hi, Emilia, this is my sister, Anna," Tiffany replied.

"Okay, let me get you set for a session," Emilia said as she acted as if she was typing at her computer. What she was doing was looking at a smaller screen hidden on her side of the shelf. She allowed herself a small smile as two words quickly flashed across the small screen. Capture both. She clicked the appropriate options on her computer to forward the message. "All set, have a seat and someone will be with you two shortly."

"Thank you!" Tiffany said excitedly as she grabbed Alana's hand and led her to a pair of comfortable chairs. "Would you relax, Anna? This is going to be fun."

"Alright, alright," Anna said with a huff. "I don't know why, but I've got a really bad feeling about this," she thought as she fidgeted in her chair.

A few moments later, a dark-haired woman dressed in a pink with black trim latex dress and black knee-high leather boots opened one of the doors at the back of the lobby. "Tiffany, come on back hon, we're ready for you," she said in a warm and welcoming tone.

"See you when we're done," Tiffany said with a smile as she patted Anna's knee. She stood and walked over to the woman, who was actually an Amazon. "Any hints on what we'll do today?"

"And spoil the surprise?" the Amazon asked back. In response, Tiffany gave a playful pouty look as she stepped through the door to a long hallway with one door ahead and to the left, and several along the wall on the right. On a row of wooden pegs on the wall next to the lone door on the left hung a blue leather single glove, a blue ball gag with a black strap, and a slim chain-link leash. The Amazon opened the door to the left. "Step on in and get changed."

"Thanks," Tiffany said with a smile as she stepped into the small and simple changing room. It had two full-length mirrors, positioned in an L, on the wall to her left and the wall ahead of her, and a small bench bolted to the wall to her right. Sitting on the bench, was a blue satin half-bra with white lace trim, a matching short satin skirt, and a pair of white satin panties. Tucked under the bench was a pair of white open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Tiffany began to strip naked and dressed in the provided clothing. Once she wrapped the skirt around her hips and secured it in place with the snap at the right hip, she slipped her feet into the shoes she looked at her reflection in the mirrors. She struck a pose running her left hand through her hair and her right hand on her hip with her left leg slightly bent.

"Damn I look so hot," she thought before she opened the door and stepped out into the hall where the woman she had had no clue was an Amazon waited with the single glove in her hands.

“Don’t you look cute?” the woman asked with a smile. “Turn around and I’ll finish getting you ready.”

"Yes, Ma’am,” Tiffany said as she spun around and placed her palms together behind her back, allowing the woman to slide the single glove over her arms. The woman smiled to herself at Tiffany’s obedience as she slid the glove into place. She was careful to cinch it just tightly enough to push Tiffany’s elbows together, but not so tightly that the future **** girl would suspect she would not be leaving Clair’s as a free woman. With the single glove in place, the Amazon put the ball gag in Tiffany’s mouth and buckled it somewhat loosely into place, being careful not to catch any of Tiffany’s long light brown hair in the buckle. Finally, she looped the leash around Tiffany’s neck and clipped it to itself.

“Come with me, you naughty naughty girl,” the Amazon said in a playful sing-song tone. The Amazon led the unsuspecting girl down the hall to the third door from the far end of the hall on the right.

“This is a new room!” Tiffany thought excitedly as she looked around the somewhat small room. At its center, a long chain hung down from the center, and near it on the floor was a simple-looking foot pedal and two soft leather cuffs that were bolted to the floor by short lengths of chain. The Amazon led Tiffany over to the chain clipped it to the D-ring at the end of the single glove and placed the cuffs around her ankles before undoing the leash and hanging it off of a hook on the wall. She grabbed a foam paddle from the hook next to the one she had placed the leash on and returned to Tiffany.

“Alright, naughty girl,” the Amazon said as she dragged the foam paddle over Tiffany’s bare leg, assuring the brunette that nothing was out of the norm. “When I say ‘position,’ you bend over and stick your ass out for the paddle. If you don’t bend over fast enough, I’ll make you.” To prove the point, the Amazon stepped on the pedal. When she did, a hidden system of weights and pulleys pulled the chain upward, forcing Tiffany to bend over. While Tiffany was bent over, the Amazon tapped her smartwatch, sending a signal that she was ready. She let off the pedal, allowing Tiffany to stand. “Position!”

“God I fucking love this,” Tiffany thought as she quickly bent over. As soon as she was in the desired position, the Amazon delivered a swat with the foam paddle.

Meanwhile, sat in the waiting room nervously running her hands together in her seat. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard one of the doors at the rear of the lobby open again. This time it was a redhead with long hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. She was dressed identically to the woman who had taken Tiffany back only a few short minutes ago.

"Anna?" The second Amazon asked. With a heavy sigh, and her stomach in knots, Anna slowly stood and walked across the lobby. "Right this way my dear," the Amazon said keeping her tone warm and friendly. "You're going to love it here at Claire's," she added as Anna got her first look at the long hallway.

"I wonder where Tiff is," she thought as she tried to will her racing heart to slow.

"The changing room is right here," The Amazon said as she opened the door. "Get changed and I will be right here."

Anna gulped nervously. "O-okay," she said as she stepped into the changing room. The Amazon gave her a quick smile as she closed the door.

Now alone, Anna took a second to look at the clothes she had been provided. A white silk half-bra with pink lace trim, a matching short satin skirt, and all-white panties were neatly placed on the small bench, and a pair of pink open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels were tucked under it. Her hands shaking wildly with nervousness, Anna began to slowly undress.

It took several minutes for her to change as she took her time changing into the revealing clothes of a **** girl. "It'll be okay, it'll be okay," she thought as she looked at her reflection in the mirrors.

"Oh don't you look adorable?" the Amazon asked when Anna finally stepped out of the changing room. "Turn around please," she added as she held up a pair of white leather handcuffs in one hand and a pink ball gag in the other.

With a slight whimper of fear, Anna turned around and placed her hands behind her back, allowing the Amazon to place the cuffs on her wrists, making her hands useless to her. "I can't believe I let Tiffany talk me into this," she thought as the Amazon stood behind her and held the ball gag in front of her face.

"Open up," she said in a sing-song tone. Reluctantly, Anna opened her mouth, allowing the Amazon to insert the gag and carefully buckle it. They then looped a thin chain link leash around her neck. "Come on, sweetie, it's time for the fun to begin," the Amazon said as she took hold of the leash and led Anna to the first door on the right.

The room was dimly lit with dark hardwood flooring, and dark red walls and ceiling. Against the far wall was a wooden cabinet that was painted black. Anna shuddered at the thought of what might be in the cabinet. In one far corner was a Saint Andrew’s Cross, also planted black. In the other far corner was a black straight-backed chair with a red cushion. Lastly, directly in the center of the room was a sturdy-looking spanking bench. As with the rest of the furniture, it was painted black and had red leather at the top, and across the narrow plank going across the elevated rear of the beach on which its occupant would kneel as she bent over the angled top.

"This way please," the Amazon said as she led Anna to the spanking bench. Against her instincts, Anna allowed the other woman to secure her to the bench with the black leather cuffs built-in to the lower front edge of it, and the two black leather straps, one running across the back of her legs, just above her bent knees, and the other across her lower back.

The Amazon went to the cabinet and took out a foam paddle. She returned to Anna and ran the paddle over the backs of her thighs, allowing her to feel the softness. "This is what we use on clients. You're in no danger here, relax and enjoy yourself," she said, smiling to herself when she saw the tension leave Anna's body.

Meanwhile, in the room further down the hall, Tiffany eagerly bent over for the next swat of the foam paddle. With each gentle impact, she could feel her pussy grow more and more wet, and she didn't know if she was looking forward to the next swat of the foam paddle, or the end of her session when an actual **** girl would be brought in to eat her pussy as a reward for her "good behavior."

The dark-haired Amazon wielding the foaming paddle smiled when she saw a new message on her smartwatch. It was time. "Would you excuse me one moment, Tiffany? I need to use the restroom." Tiffany quickly nodded and the Amazon quickly left the room. However, when she did instead of the restroom, she went to a storeroom to get a real paddle, a blue leather collar, and a blue leather **** hood. She selected one without built-in caps that could be flipped down over the eyes, eliminating the need for a blindfold.

Tiffany’s heart raced when she heard the door open, and the clicking of heels on the floor. "Position!" Tiffany bent over, expecting to feel the soft foam hit her panty-covered ass once more. She was surprised when she felt the woman flip up her short skirt and undo the snap of her panties. "Maybe she brought a ****..."

Before Tiffany could finish her thought, a loud crack filled the air and an agonizing pain spread across her ass like wildfire. Tiffany screamed into her gag and bolted upright. She looked over at the woman and her eyes went wide in horror. In one hand she held not a foam paddle, but a wooden one. In the other, she held the blue leather collar. But, what terrified Tiffany most was that the women's latex dress was gone and had been replaced by a red leather bikini. The red leather bikini worn by Amazons.

"Would you like this?" the Amazon asked as she gently shook the collar.

"Ruh-Ruh!" Tiffany grunted through her gag as she shook her head. "You can't do this! I'm a free woman! We're within the city walls! You're breaking the law!" Tiffany screamed into her gag but all that came out was a series of muffled, barely recognizable words that sounded like they were stumbling over themselves to get out of the doomed girl's mouth."

"I'll take that as a 'no' then," the Amazon said with a shrug. She fastened the buckle of the collar to a small clip on the belt of her bikini bottoms and turned her attention back to Tiffany. "When you decide you want to be a **** girl, bend on over," she said with a smirk as she grabbed Tiffany’s skirt near the snap and tore it from the brunette’s body. "Position!"

"I'm not leaving as a **** girl! This cannot be happening!" Tiffany thought as she stood in place. She felt weight begin to pull her arms upward, she tried to fight it, but all too soon she was **** to bend over. A split second later the sound of her pained scream mixed with the sound of the paddle hitting its mark again filled the room as she bolted upright once more.

Again and again, Tiffany was **** to bend over, and then the Amazon would deliver another painful swat with the paddle. Tiffany no longer knew how many times her ass had felt the unbearable sting of the paddle. Her ass burned, tears were streaming down her face, and she didn't know how much more she could take.

"Position!" The Amazon yelled. Tiffany quickly bent over hoping that her obedience would bring an end, even a temporary one, to her suffering. ove

"RRRROOW!" Tiffany screamed as the paddle struck her sore ass again.

"Very good, that was one. I think you need eleven more just like that," the Amazon said in a falsely sweet tone. "But if I have to make you bend over, we start all over."

"Ruh-Ruh! Ruh-Ruh!" Tiffany grunted as she shook her head.

"Position," the Amazon said, her foot hovering over the pedal. Tiffany quickly bent over for the next swat. When it landed, she screamed noticeably weakly into her gag as her voice became horse, and immediately bent over for the next swat. “Uh-uh-uh,” the Amazon said in a sing-song tone. “Stand up, and wait to be told to bend over. I do love an eager girl though,” she added as she ran her hand down Tiffany’s back. Slowly, Tiffany stood and waited for the Amazon’s command. “Position,” she whispered in Tiffany’s ear. As soon as she did Tiffany bent over.

By the time the final swat of the paddle landed, Tiffany was sobbing heavily into her gag, her pretty face was tear-stained, and a line of snot hung down from her left nostril. But most of all, her ass burned unbearably. “Thank God, it’s finally over,” she thought as she hung as limply as her bondage allowed.

“Blow,” the Amazon said as she held a tissue up to Tiffany’s nose. “Okay **** girl,” she began once Tiffany had blown her nose. “I’m going to undo this chain, when I do I want you to kneel. If you do anything else, you’ll regret it,” she added, her tone dark and threatening. When Tiffany felt the tension in her arms fade she fell to her knees. She listened as she heard the Amazon walk in front of her, but she didn’t dare move a muscle. She would have gasped out loud had it not been for her gag with the sudden appearance of a collar, her collar, in front of her face.

“I guess this is it unless I wake up now, this is really happening,” Tiffany thought as her eyes blurred with fresh tears.

The Amazon held the collar out in both hands with the soft foam padded inside facing Tiffany’s throat. “Neck here, **** girl,” she said as she tapped the collar with one of her index fingers. With a heavy sigh, and having no other choice, Tiffany pressed her neck against the soft foam rubber lining of the collar. The Amazon closed it around her neck and buckled it tightly into place, making sure not to catch any of Tiffany’s hair in the buckle. She then went over and grabbed the straight-backed chair and placed it a few feet in front of the newly collared **** girl. She sat down and opened the flap at the front of her bikini bottoms. “Waddle over here, and thank me for turning you into a **** girl.”

With a look of horror on her face, and only the briefest moment of hesitation, Tiffany waddled over on her knees and pressed her face to the Amazon’s exposed sex. The Amazon smiled as Tiffany’s tongue began its clumsy attempt at making another woman cum. “I love the new ones,” the Amazon thought as she enjoyed Tiffany’s awkward first time eating pussy.

After several minutes, an odd sense of pride filled Tiffany when the Amazon gripped her hair and began to moan and writhe in pleasure. “I hope she’s close,” Tiffany thought. The odd sense of pride grew as the Amazon moaned louder and louder. Finally, her mouth was flooded with the tangy earthy flavor of the Amazon’s cum.

“Very good for your first time,” The Amazon said as she pat Tiffany on the head. “Now we have one more piece of business to handle.” Tiffany glanced up and when she saw the Amazon pat her lap with both hands, her heart dropped into her stomach.

“I-there’s no way! My ass is so sore already!” she thought as she stared wide-eyed at the Amazon’s lap.

“Get over **** girl, or do I need to get the paddle out again?” With speed she didn’t know she had, Tiffany awkwardly got over the Amazon’s lap. A moment later, the Amazon began to smack Tiffany’s up-turned ass. Due to it already being glowing red and bruised even the Amazon’s half-hearted swats felt as painful as the paddle had. With each swat, she screamed into her gag and kicked her legs wildly. After a few short, but agonizing minutes, the Amazon let Tiffany off of her lap. “Now thank me for spanking you,” she said pointing to her still-exposed pussy.

After bringing the Amazon to a second orgasm, and having her skirt put back on, she was taken to a room she instantly recognized. It was the room she had been brought to to be “rewarded” for her good behavior during her sessions.

It was a large and spacious room that was all but empty with hardwood flooring and walls painted blue. It was lit by four Opulent crystal chandeliers. A chain hung down from the center of the ceiling and under the chain was a flesh-colored dildo. Next to the dildo was a wide black leather belt that was bolted to the floor, and two leather cuffs that were also bolted to the floor.

The Amazon led Tiffany to the dildo and had her kneel so that she sank down on the hard rubber cock. The Amazon then placed the **** hood on Tiffany, secured it to her collar, and closed the eye caps blocking off her vision. Lastly, she secured the belt around Tiffany’s waist. “Have fun giving clients their rewards,” the Amazon said sweetly before she left the room.

Tiffany’s heart raced and pounded in her chest. She was going to have to eat the pussies of the people that came in her. She wondered in all of the times she had come in and not been enslaved, how many of the **** girls that rewarded her were like her. Free women only moments before and now a **** girl to Amazons. She had no idea how long she was waiting, but when she heard the door open every muscle in her body went taught, but she didn’t dare to move. She heard the thudding of boots and the clicking of heels get closer and closer to her. She then heard the slight rattle of the chain as someone was secured to it. She then heard the sound of

“You did very well in your session today,” she heard someone say. “As a reward, this **** girl is going to eat your pussy and make you cum.” Tiffany knew it was coming, but hearing it said out loud her heart didn’t know if it wanted to leap into her throat or drop into her stomach. “You,” the Amazon said tapping Tiffany on the head. “keep eating her pussy and making her cum until I tell you to stop.” Tiffany nodded her head before she felt the Amazon press down on the back of her head. The Amazon removed her ball gag, but Tiffany remained silent.

The Amazon went to a dial on the wall and slowly turned it. As she did the dildo rose inside of Tiffany forcing her up onto her knees. As soon as her lips made contact with the other woman’s pussy she began to kiss and lick, and the dildo stopped moving.

The other Amazon smiled as she watched Anna unknowingly be pleasured by her own sister. Her sister, whom she would soon join in wearing a collar. She opened a small storage compartment hidden in the wall next to the dial and removed a white leather collar and a small circular paddle. With the items in hand, she walked over to the sisters and stood slightly behind Anna. She knew she the soon-to-be **** girl was too lost in being pleasured to notice the presence of a paddle.

“This has been so thrilling,” Anna thought. “This girl seems a bit unsure, but she’s enthusiastic. I’m going to have to tell Tiff she was right,” she thought as she began to moan into her gag. Despite the **** girl's lack of refined skill the raw thrill of everything that had gone on rapidly pushed the beautiful brunette to an orgasm. Just as she went over the edge, pleasure and pain mixed as six quick swats from the small circular paddle landed on her ass. She spun as much as her bondage allowed and looked at the Amazon. Her eyes went wide as the other woman smiled at her and gently shook the white leather collar.

“MMMMRRRROOOO!!!!” Anna screamed into her gag. Tiffany continued to unknowingly eat her sister’s pussy, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm. With each new orgasm, the Amazon delivered another six swats with the paddle. Each time, she held up the collar for Anna to see. Finally, after her fifth orgasm, Anna nodded her head accepting her collar, and her fate.

The Amazon smiled as she placed the collar around Anna’s neck and carefully buckled it into place. “Would, you like to see who you’ve been doing such a great job eating out?” the Amazon asked in a sweet tone.” Tiffany slowly shook her head, fearing that doing otherwise would lead to punishment. “How about you sweetie, want to see who helped me turn you into a **** girl?” Anna didn’t answer she only looked at the Amazon fearfully. “Okay have a look,” the Amazon said as she removed Tiffany’s **** hood.

“MMMRRROOOO!!!!” Anna screamed into her gag again as she looked down at her sister. Tiffany said nothing, but she looked up at Anna with a sorrowful look that all but screamed “I’m sorry, you were right.”