You weren't sure how old you were exactly. But you knew you were under 20. Another girl approached you, dressed in a black leather jacket and jeans. She lowered her sunglasses to check you out. "Joanne? Is that you?" she expressed, hopefully. "Uh...yes?" you replied. She grinned, grabbing you into a warm embrace. "The curse sucks, doesn't it, John?" she expressed. You pulled away, stunned. "Y-You know???" She nodded. "Yep! I'm Anne's sister! I....I knew what would happen to her, but I couldn't stop it. Hannah and Anne got married, the sex with Major Bob never happened because well it happened to you! You actually prevent a lot of pain for women. Let's walk and I will explain the rest." she continued.
She took your hand and you followed her. "Okay, now in the reality; you are Joanne Hill. You will find yourself taking the place of another girl who will be kept in a cage. You will be subjected to the worse horrors. After that, you will be rescued by Billy!" she explained. "But why?" you gasped. "That's the curse, I'm afraid! Oh, I'm Billy by the way. I'm kinda transgender. So I will be the one, you'll be thanking! You see I am cursed with foresight. I have been able to get men to come to your rescue. And I hear how you have loudly thanked them. My strap-on, that I am wearing now, longs for you!" she giggles.
"But...." "Its’ okay, Joanne! You see that raven haired girl ahead. That's your roommate Heidi! Go to her, she is waiting for you!" she interrupted. "But what about..." You looked around for Billy, but you couldn't see her. You felt a different kind of terror. You were heading into a situation that you yourself knew about. But there was nothing you could do as Heidi hailed you over. Heidi was wearing a black tank top and shorts. Her smile didn’t hide the mischievous eyes. She wrapped around her arms across your belly. You give out an involuntary giggle. "Feeling ticklish?" she teased. You turn red at that. "So let's get something to eat!" she declared. You could only nod with Heidi. She beamed at you, keeping one hand across your ribs. You bite your lips, why is she deliberately tickling you?
She walks you over to a strange door underground. You feel your breath quickening. Is this where you end up in a cage? A man opens a hole in the door, his grey eyes watching you both. "Password?" he demanded. "Ticklish!" Heidi replied, giving your ribs a squeeze. You squeal, giggling a little. The door opens and you can see tables everywhere. "What do you think hon? A restaurant based on the slave-master mentality? Now let's eat!" she declared. You weren't sure at all about this. But you didn't have much option. You ate the salad, surprised at how nice it tasted. "So Joanne, let's talk about your submission. I am selling you to Samuel Johnson!” she revealed.
Before you can gasp, she declares “Strip!” You lose the dress straight away, not a stitch was on your body as you follow it up with your sandals. “Now we have agreed that as part of the transfer from me as your Mistress to Samuel; I will tell you what you are in for. He will sodomise you like I do; though I know he lacks my skill! You will spanked, tickled, itched, tickled, dusted, tickled, teased, machine screwed, tickled; all the basics for a proper submission. He has several rape fantasies that he will explore with you. He is far less disciplined and skilled than I am; but he will compensate with far more violence. He will push you further I think. I am pleased to have had a time with you, but that time is past! Lick me to orgasm!” she commanded, dropping her shorts.
You feel great horror as you dropped to all fours and began pleasing her womanhood. It tastes pleasant and you are relieved that she is shaved. “The bottom I ownnnn….”huhuh” isn’t beeeing pumped! Pump it!” she ordered. You feel your hand spread out before your index finger penetrates your back entrance. You are amazed at how good it feels as you continue pleasing her. “Ohhhh! Good girl! To-tomorrow you will enjoy your 19 with Samuel! Right nooooowww, I command you…make me orgasm!”
Your tongue seems to speed up as you force your head further between her legs. You kept up the thrashing feeling the softness of her nether lips contrast with the harsh action of her thighs trapping your ears. Your swollen hole was starting to buck as you furiously pushed it wider. You didn’t know how to feel, only that you had to make her orgasm. It was actually very fast. She began to gush and you felt something shoot down your throat. It tasted salty, but nice. You didn’t stop though, your eyes were closed to protect yourself from the wetness that lay between her.
She hadn’t made a sound since she gave you her orders. Her legs were as stiff as they had been since you started. Your lips began to suck as if you had to clean and dry her as well. She didn’t move though as you pushed more liquid from her into her mouth. You craved this liquid, its taste was becoming more and more enjoyable. The burning sensation in your backside didn’t subside, it almost slowed down to keep from release. Oh, how you wanted release. It was like some porn movie, where the submissive couldn’t climax without permission. Was that was this was?
“Enough!” she declared. You separated from her, still on all fours, while she pulled up her jeans. “You will learn to love c***. I am told it is far less pleasant than p****, but that isn’t my concern. Apparently Samuel is far less experienced than me and thus hasn’t learnt to control himself. I trust you enjoyed that I grant you the chance to taste me again and actually hear me express enjoyment?” she exclaimed, her voice imperially and with a strong tone.
“Yes, Mistress Heidi! I enjoyed sampling your core! I am glad that you granted this sl** the chance to taste your honey!” you replied. You felt your body’s desperation, but you could do nothing about it. You feared what it would be like with this Samuel Johnson psycho. “The bottom that I own is dirty! It needs cleaning!” she states, like she is talking to a disobedient dog. Like a good b****, you rise unto her lap. She reached into handbag, taking something out. You wanted to see but you couldn’t. “I forbid you from releasing your fluids unto my thighs!” she commands. “Yes Mistress!” you respond, before you felt a burning on your left cheek that made you gasp. A second did the same.
“Naughty!” she expressed. You could hear it before it struck your firm seat. It was agonising as it began its motion. “Sweeping away dust and liquid of the bottom I own, is important to keep it clean!” she declared as she continued with the horrible duster. You couldn’t tell if you were shrieking, crying or screaming with laughter or cackling. All you knew is that your r*** was sensitive to tickling and you couldn’t take much more. All that followed was more torture as your water leaked from your eyes.
“Samuel! Sit down, we have work to discuss!” She stopped to lift you up. He didn’t look very old. You weren’t even sure he was a man, he had acne and thick glasses. “Now where is what you promised me?” demanded Heidi. He nervously clicked his fingers and a beautiful redhead walked towards you both, naked. “Is this my new Mistress? Thank God, because this…” “Floor NOW” commanded Heidi. The girl dropped to the floor like a shot. “I can see that she was too much for you. Joanne is far more broken! She will do absolutely anything you want. Any fantasy you have. I understand you like to beat girls?” she enquired.
“Yeah, but Diana…well I’ve struggled…” “Samuel, dominance takes control. The submissive has it, you must convince and cojole her for it to stay that way. While the submissive can always end it; the true Dominant ensures they willingly surrender all control to you! Now here is Joanne! Command her to do whatever you want!” she declared, moving you to the ground. You feel such terror. He is going to put you in a cage. “So what should I do?” he asked. “That is not my concern! Let’s go Diana!” she declared, clicking her fingers. Diana went willingly.
Samuel looked at you as terrified as you felt. “You’ll do anything?” he stammered. You can’t stop yourself from nodding. “Yes, Master Samuel!” He paused, before getting angry. “You stupid, f****** bit**!” he declared, punching you in the nose. You fall with a thud! “Why are you so worthless?” he cried, kicking you in the belly. You double up, unable to defend yourself. He grabs you up by the neck and hurls you into the wall. “I hate you!”
(Joanne's ordeal in his home is fast forwarded due to personal revulsion and character restriction)
“I’m sick of you! Now you die!” he declared, moving a knife to your throat.
What happened next was very fast. He fell back, his face hit the ground. Two officers held him down, while Billy lifted you in her arms. While she still looked like a woman, you felt that familiar urge. “Later. He has already killed three women.” She whispered.
(This part is fast forwarded due to character limit)
It took 3 months to recover from the ordeal. A new process was used to restore your teeth and bring you back to general health. Billy smiled at you as you woke up. “How can I thank you?” you asked. She beamed at you. “Strip and turn around!” It’s hard to describe how it felt. You had been denied for what felt like an age. It felt snug, but nice in there, pumping away inside you. You feel that feeling as you got closer to climax. “Release!” she ordered. You must have been heard by every attendant in the hospital by the noise you made. She got out and turn you around. “When I enter you, orgasm!” she commanded. It was like a dam being filled or a donut receiving jam. You made guttural sounds as you bucked, shook and felt drained by the constant joy. “Next time, John!” she giggled as the world faded away.
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