She forgot to make it a Command

Xara knew that the slaves would be scared. Walking, naked and bound (in a way which left them so exposed), up a ramp and into a doorway which led into another world would be making their hearts beat faster, their senses on high alert, the nerves enhancing the sensation of the cooler outside air on their skin. Doing it together would forge a bond within the group - like going on an exciting ride at a theme park.

When she gave the order her voice should have carried subliminal suggestions of Obedience, of Lust, and of Care. The captives should know that their new lives were to be as sex-slaves, but to a Mistress to cared for them. She had been distracted by stray thoughts of her party, and had not channelled these suggestions alongside the command. She quickly corrected this error, repeating the command correctly. but it was too late for Red.

On her own, at the head of the line, without the reassuring sight of of her fellow slaves, Red's knees had buckled under her at the sight of the impossible doorway, floating above the car park, and she had sunk, luckily without injury, to the ground. She looked, doe-eyed, at Xara, then at the **** Control Stick in Xara's hand, which seemed to fascinate her.

'Please don't make me go up the ramp' Red's voice said, as she curled herself up in what she must have known was a futile attempt to protect herself. There was something about the way that Rad was watching the Control Stick which gave Xara a moment of inspiration. Unknown to her conscious mind, Red had a strong submissive streak. Mentally recalling the way Red had spoken, with the slight emphasis on 'Make' Xara was certain.

Xara contacted her ship, rearranged which slaves would be caged together, even as she lowered the end of the Control Stick towards Red's delightful rump. Red twitched at the touch of the deactivated Stick touched her, then defiantly curled herself into an even tighter ball.Xara gave her a light shock, more so the **** would know how it would feel on her skin, and could start to think about how it might feel on even more sensitive parts.

Xara switched to the stick from shock mode to muscle control mode and gradually ramped up the power. She enjoyed the look of confusion, despair and resignation on Red's face as the messages from her brain, asking her body to stay curled up to protect her erogenous zones, fought with those from the stick, ordering her body not only to uncurl, but to actually arch backwards, offering them to her Mistress. The **** Control Stick won.

With a suitable target exposed, Xara used the stick in leash mode to touch Red's left nipple, where, as soon as it touched, the attactors activated, and the nipple was effectively attached, harmlessly, to the stick. That was the least of its effects, as it was also sending signals directly to selected nerve endings in the vicinity. Xara saw Red's nipples perk up and a look of pleasant surprise on her face. A **** with a vivid imagination had described the sensation to Xara as 'a dozen phantom lovers pleasuring me with lips and tongues - all at once.'

Xara started to use the stick to roll Red onto her back, for more complete access, and could see Red knew where this was going and, despite the pleasure she was feeling, decide to resist. They often did that. She also saw Red swiftly change her mind. The sensors in the stick could detect if the target tried to pull against it, and as the imaginative **** had said 'the pleasuring tongues and lips turn to teeth - I am at the mercy of phantom slavegirls who want to punish me for disobeying my mistress'.

Red rolled obediently onto her back, lying on her bound arms and doing her best to follow the promptings from the stick. She would be able to follow the stick upwards more easily by sitting up, but her weight is now on her shoulders, and she is already afraid of the punishment which would follow if she pulled against its urgings in order to shift her balance. Unlike Xara this is her first rodeo. Instead she put her feet flat on the ground and pushed upwards, her body in a bow between her feet and her shoulders.

The bow briefly collapsed, as Xara removed the stick from Red's nipple and touched the outsides of her thighs with it. Red's legs spread open, wider than shoulder width, no longer fully under her control. Having felt the effects of the **** control stick on her nipple Red would not willingly allow this pirate girl easy access to her labia and clitoris, but now they are an easy target and there is nothing Red can do about it.

Xara did not go straight for the newly **** spots as Red had feared, but, using the stick on the right nipple this time, brought Red back into her arched position, with weight on her shoulders and now well spread feet. Having locked her captive in this position, Xara touched the deactivated stick against Red's navel, and started to move it slowly in the direction Red most feared/desired.

Red began begging and pleading, as she knew how **** she was, but when her first orgasm came her cries were incoherent ones of pleasure, then surprise, as she panted, flushed and ready for a rest and a cuddle but the stimulation continued, and she found herself becoming aroused again. She started to plead that she could not take it, but Xara knew that she could.

When Xara started to take Red to her third orgasm, Red was begging and pleading and promising to be a good **** - Xara almost smiled - as if Red had a choice about what kind of **** she would be, but she kept her stern neutral expression. She had seen the way Red's eyes had been fixed on her face during the second orgasm and the look of adoration in the slaves expression and knew that Red was already her **** in heart as well as body - however this was for the others.

When she released Red the **** kissed her feet, and, now eager to obey, started to run up the ramp. Xara had to tell her to walk, which she did, but with a sexy wriggle, which made Xara smile fondly - fortunately she was looking up the ramp, it would not be good for the slaves to see the person behind the 'mistress face'.

As the slavegirls walked past her up the ramp, Xara issued instructions to her ship regarding their caging, and what was to be done with/to them.