More time passes

Kitty Kat no longer knew how long she had been where ever it was that Tiffany, her mistress was holding her. All the pretty, **** brunette knew, was that the life she had known was over. Currently, she was tied on her back on a small leather-topped pedestal. It was about three feet tall, and her wrists and ankles were held in softly lined leather cuffs attached to the pedestal's central column, which held up the leather-topped platform she lay on, which had a small secondary platform on which her head rested. The former undercover operative moaned loudly as the piston-driven dildo hammered her aching pussy with inhuman speed. Her pleasure-fogged brain drifted to the things she had suffered. First, it was attending a sex **** class, and watching the punishments of her fellow slaves that had landed themselves in detention. After that, she had spent a week, constantly at her rival-turned-mistress' side watching as other slaves pleasured her. It was during this time that she had been fucked by Ne-ala, a Liran noble, and made to swallow the futanari girl's cum.

Her next torment was shared with another human girl, a pale-skinned redhead with the most beautiful Irish Accent Kat had ever heard. The two had been tied back to back with posture collars around their necks joined by a short rigid metal bar. Their wrists had been tied to one another's with their arms placed above their heads. a piece of glass had been placed on top of their forearms and the pair had spent at least a few days as Tiffany's favorite end table.

After that, Kitty Kat had leather binders placed on her knees and elbows that kept them bent so that the backs of her thighs touched her calves and her elbows fully closed. Once properly bound, two guards carried her into a living room where her mistress sat in an armchair reading from a tablet.

"Ah, there it is," she said, her voice full of joy as the guards set her down in front of Tiffany. "My favorite footstool," she added as she put her feet across Kitty Kat's back. Kitty Kat didn't bother to try and count the days she had spent like this. She had been used not only as a footstool but as a bench as well whenever Tiffany brushed her hair or did her makeup. If she grunted too loudly, or if she faltered she was punished. Her ass still bore the marks of the last time she had disappointed Tiffany.

The sight of a clean-shaven pussy above her broke her attention on her thoughts. She began lifting her head before she even heard the loud click of the foot pedal that would cause her head to rest to rise up. She began licking her fellow ****'s pussy as soon as she was close enough to make contact. In the time since she had been tied to the pedestal, she had learned to properly pace her fellow ****'s rewards. If she went too quickly, the girl she was rewarding wouldn't be able to properly enjoy the treat she had earned, and she would be punished. If she went too slow, it would be seen as disobedience, and she would be punished. In either case, the punishment was the same. One of the guards would take a short leather strap and use it on her pussy.

As she licked and probed the pussy above her, her mind wandered back. How far back she wasn't sure. She had been punished a few times while tied to the pedestal, but the time that sprang to mind was by far the worst. It was in the early stages of her time as she currently was. How long ago that was, however, Kitty Kat didn't know. The best guess she had, was that she had been on the pedestal for at least a couple of weeks. Only being let off to use the restroom periodically, and of course to sleep. She was bottle-fed a tasteless oatmeal-like substance three times a day.

"Bad girl!" one of the guards had yelled. Unlike the other female guards, this one was short and pudgy with frizzy dark hair and a permanent scowl on her fat face that was the very definition of the term "resting bitch face." "This girl has been very good and earned a treat and here you are, either too stupid or lazy to properly reward her," she continued as she shut off the dildo and pulled it away. A second later, she appeared holding a short dark leather strap with a beautiful mahogany handle. "Well, this ought to motivate you or educate you. I don't care which," she added before raising the strap high.

WHAP! "AAAAHHHH! OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Kitty Kat screamed as the strap landed hard on her pussy. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Each time the strap hit her pussy, Kitty Kat screamed in pain and pulled wildly at her bonds.

"Are," WHAP! "You," WHAP! "Learning," WHAP! "Girl?" WHAP!

_"OW! OW! _Yes, yes, Ma'am. Kitty Kat is sorry. Kitty Kat will eat pussy like a good girl Ma'am!"

"That's right you will."_ _WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! No matter how much she begged, and apologized, the sour-faced guard continued to rain down lashes on her defenseless pussy.

"Brenda! What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" Tiffany yelled as she burst into the room.

"Miss Stern, I was simply punishing," the guard began before Tiffany cut her off.

"'Punishing?'" Tiffany asked. "Tell me Brenda, how many lashes are due for poor performance when rewarding other slaves?"

"No more than six, Miss Stern but," Brenda answered.

"'But' nothing! She was my rival and I am perhaps more strict with her than others but I do not **** my pets."

"Miss Stern, I..."

"Get out Brenda! You are dismissed."

"Please, Miss Stern."

"OUT! NOW!" Without another word, Brenda left the room. "Kitty Kat, are you okay?" Tiffany asked as she stroked her rival-turned-****'s cheek.

Kitty Kat looked up at her mistress through blurry tear-filled eyes. "Please, Mistress Kitty Kat is sorry. Kitty Kat will behave please Mistress no more," she said in a hoarse voice.

"Shh it's okay. Your punishment is over," she said before walking over to a cabinet and pulling out a large jar of lotion. "This will help," she said in a soothing tone as she began to gently spread the lotion on her pussy.

"Thank you, Kitty Kat, thank you!" the **** screamed as she orgasmed. It was then that Kitty Kat's mind snapped back to the present, and she was pleasantly surprised to find the **** she had been rewarding was the Irish girl. The next thing she knew, the dildo that had been hammering her pussy stopped, and the Irish girl was taken away.

"How are you doing today Kitty Kat?" Tiffany asked.

"Hello Mistress, Kitty Kat is doing well. Thank you for asking."

"Your welcome Kitty Kat," Tiffany said with a smile as she pressed a vibrator against Kitty Kat's pussy and turned it on low. "You did a very good job eating Cynthia's pussy."

"Thank you, Mistress," she moaned in reply. "Kitty Kat loves making well-behaved slaves cum," she continued now writhing in need.

"And would Kitty Kat like to cum?"

"Yes, please Mistress. Kitty Kat promises to be a good girl. May Kitty Kat cum? Please, Mistress?" Tiffany smiled as she turned off the vibrator.

"Madelyn!" Tiffany called. Madelyn walked gracefully into the room, her stiletto heels clicking on the floor.

"Mistress," the busty blonde said as she curtsied to Tiffany.

"Eat," she said as pointed to Kitty Kat's pussy after pulling the fucking machine away.

"Yes, Mistress," Madelyn said as she lowered herself to her knees and pressed her lips to her best friend's pussy.

"One press here," Tiffany said indicating a device on her wrist, "and you'll get to cum for the first time in a couple of months," she added.

"'A couple of months?!' Oh God please end this," Kitty Kat thought as she felt her orgasm building yet again. However, she knew that unless Tiffany pressed the control on her wrist she wouldn't cum. No matter how much Madelyn used her wonderfully soft tongue.

"You have been a very good girl Kitty Kat, but, I would enjoy watching Madelyn edge you. She has such a wonderfully skilled tongue you know," Tiffany said as she bent down and kissed Kitty Kat. She was surprised when Kitty Kat eagerly kissed her back. "What should I do? Decisions decisions."

"Whatever pleases you, Mistress," Kitty Kat moaned loudly as Madelyn's tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot deep in her pussy.