The Reconditioning Of Madison And Natalie - Part 2 (Day 2)

Day 2

Natalie awoke with a jolt to pitch darkness.  Her heart was pounding and her breathing was quick.  There was someone right next to her, and they were both completely naked under some kind of thin sheet.  She tried to pull away, grunting hard, but wouldn't move from the person.  She realized that her hands were tied around the other person and she had a gag in her mouth.

The person was stirring and began to grunt and whine.  Natalie recognized the voice.  It was Madison Pearce and she was gagged too.  Suddenly everything came back to her - the room, the day's events, Mistress Anna - and a weight came crushing down on her.  She was trapped - truly trapped.

She struggled one last time, as hard as she could, and suddenly felt emptiness under part of her shoulder.  She was about to fall.  Panicking, she squeezed Madison to her as tightly as she could and wrapped her legs around Madison's in a frantic effort to keep herself from falling.  Suddenly she remembered she was on a ledge three feet above a cold tile floor.

Thankfully, she was still on the ledge - the tight grip on Madison had saved her.  She felt Madison slowly wriggling herself backwards, pulling Natalie with her until they were once again safely resting on the ledge, which really wasn't very big.  Natalie wriggled with her, still holding on tight for dear life.

It wasn't until Natalie's heart started slowing its heavy pounding nearly two full minutes later that she realized she was still squeezing Madison as hard as she could.  Suddenly feeling terribly embarrassed and a bit disgusted with herself, she released her vice grip on Madison, even though she couldn't pull fully away from her.

It was only then that Natalie noticed Madison was breathing heavily too.  She sounded just as scared and panicked as Natalie did.  Briefly, for a fraction of a moment, Natalie wanted to pull her tight again, hold her close, and cry into her shoulder.  

But no.  This was Madison fucking Pearce.  The most vile, disgusting creature on the face of the planet.  She'd spent too long hating her to suddenly go soft on her now.  Besides, the girl had, only a few hours ago, pissed in her fucking mouth!  Fuck her!

Natalie had nowhere to go, nothing to distract her from these thoughts.  They rattled around in her head for what felt like hours.  Over and over, she couldn't help but replay the horrific events of the day - especially that god-awful experience of Madison pissing in her mouth and her subsequent vomiting into Madison's pussy.  She felt sick.  She just wanted these thoughts to stop.

On some level, she knew Madison couldn't help it.  She knew Mistress Anna was forcing her to do what she did.  But still, it was Madison fucking Pearce!  Fuck her!  And then at the end of the day, Madison did apologize to her.  Maybe she really was sorry.  No, she couldn't be - she's a fucking bitch!

After what felt like several more hours of this mental torture, Natalie felt completely exhausted.  She just wanted to sleep.  She didn't know what time it was and she didn't know when she would be woken up for the day.  

It also felt like it was getting colder in the room.  This thin fucking sheet wasn't doing shit to keep her warm.  She knew that getting closer to Madison would probably warm her up, but fuck!  She really didn't want to do that.

After what felt like hours later, it got so cold she was shivering.  Maybe she would wait until Madison fell asleep before trying to get closer to her.  Just to get warm.  Was Madison asleep yet?  Maybe she was asleep now.  Fucking hell, it was cold.  Slowly, Natalie scooted closer and began to pull Madison closer to her.  Her boobs were bigger than Natalie's and they felt really soft and warm.

Just then Madison lifted her head with a start.  Natalie had woken her up.  Immediately, Natalie pulled back.  She couldn't stand the thought of Madison knowing that she was trying to get close to her, even if it was to keep warm.  She would just have to shiver in the cold.

Natalie didn't know how long this went on.  It felt like absolute torture.  Just laying here in the dark.  Naked.  Her arms around Madison Pearce.  Nothing to do but let the thoughts of the previous day run through her head.  Images of Madison naked.  Bound and gagged.  Staring into Madison's ass crack and pussy folds.  The words of Mistress Anna ringing through her head.  They had to get closer.  Fuck that.  There was no way she was getting close to this bitch.

She shuddered as she thought about touching Madison down there.  Bringing her off.  And how Madison had tried to bring her off.  Fuck.  She didn't want to think about that.  It was the vibrator that did it anyway.  There was no way Madison Pearce would be able to do that to her.  No fucking way.

At some point, she felt Madison's body jolt.  Then it jolted again, followed by small convulsions.  It dawned on Natalie that Madison was crying.  A small part of her wanted to think that maybe Madison wasn't such a cold hearted bitch after all, but it was quickly pushed aside by thoughts that assured her that wasn't true.  This wasn't some innocent girl who was being unjustly tortured, this was a mean, vengeful bitch who couldn't handle the slightest bit of trauma and instead just sobs like a pathetic fucking baby.  Natalie was disgusted.

Hours passed.  She didn't know how long.  Slowly, very slowly, Natalie thought she could make out some images in the room.  Was it an illusion?  Was her mind playing tricks on her?  After a while, these images only got clearer.  She swore she could see Madison's form in front of her.  After even longer, it became clear that it wasn't an illusion.  The light was very slowly, gradually coming back on in the room.  It must be morning.

Madison awoke with a jolt.  There was a loud click, followed by another.  Before she really had time to take stock of her surroundings, the door opened.

"Good morning, girls," a woman said, stepping through the door.  

Her voice sounded familiar, but her appearance wasn't.  She was dressed in slacks and heels with a white button-down blouse and long, flowing hair cascading down one shoulder.  She was very pretty and her voice had a warm, comforting tone.

Madison was still groggy as the events of yesterday slowly began flooding back into her brain.  This... something about this wasn't right, she kept thinking.

The woman came over and sat down at the foot of the mattress inside the girls' cubby.  She smiled warmly and placed a hand on one of the girls' thighs over the thin sheet.  "Were you able to sleep?" she asked in some kind of European accent, first looking at the blonde, then the brunette.

Natalie shook her head, looking at the woman with suspicion.  Madison had to think for a minute, realizing that at some point throughout the night she must have dozed off for a while.  She nodded slowly.

"I'm glad at least you were able to get some sleep," the woman said to the brunette, then looked over at the blonde.  "It will get easier," she said to the blonde.  "Were you able to give each other some comfort throughout the night?" she asked.

The girls looked at each other, then at the woman.  Comfort?  What was that?  Madison remembered trying, but being so firmly rejected by Natalie, she gave up.

When neither girl replied, the woman raised her eyebrows.  "You did not feel a closeness?  Some kind of bond between you two after embracing all night long?"

Madison wanted to nod, but Natalie beat her to it, shaking her head.

"I'm sorry to hear that," the woman said, her tone suddenly shifting.  "Because that means we still have work to do."

With that, the woman gathered her hair, twisted it up into a tight bun, and suddenly she was the Mistress Anna the girls recognized from yesterday.

"But," she sighed, "first thing's first.  From now on, your restroom visits, particularly for number two, will be scheduled.  They will occur - for both of you - first thing in the morning.  Now you," she said, pointing at the blonde, "went not long before bed last night, so you are excused this time.  But YOU," she said, pointing at the brunette.  "How long has it been?  Thirty-six hours?  Forty-eight hours?  Hmmm?"

Madison felt a panic seize her.  Yes, it had been forty-eight hours.  The last time she had gone was two mornings ago.  Even as she thought about it, she felt an aching in her bowels.  But the thought of doing it now... in front of this woman, and in front of Natalie... in a small room, the way Natalie had done yesterday... it was simply unthinkable.  There was no way she would be able to endure that.  It would be far too humiliating.

Mistress Anna sighed with mild frustration.  "Have you forgotten already what to do when asked a question?"  Quickly, she reached between the two girls, felt for Madison's breast, and pinched her nipple hard and tight.

"AAAAAAAAAAaannnnnnggggggghhhhh!!" Madison screamed through her cloth gag.

"So which is it?" Mistress Anna asked again.  "Thirty-six hours?  Forty-eight hours?  I know you can speak through that flimsy fucking gag."

"Fortmm-eimmt!  Fortmm-eimmtt!!" she mumbled.

Mistress Anna let go of her nipple.  She smirked down at the brunette.  "Then you must have to go."

Madison, panicking again, shook her head back and forth.  Yes, of course she was uncomfortable back there and if she had a private bathroom all to herself, she would definitely be able to go and get some much-needed relief.  But not like this.  Not how Natalie did it.

"I find that hard to believe," Mistress Anna said.  "And we have many things planned for today so there is no time to go later.  Now is the time.  So now you will go."

Madison, panicking harder, furiously shook her head.  "MMMmm-mmmmmhh!  MMMmm-mmmmmhh!!" she exclaimed.

"You refuse?" Mistress Anna said.

Madison paused, frozen.  She knew refusing Mistress Anna was a bad thing.  But she also couldn't go through with what Mistress Anna was ordering.  She just couldn't.

"Come," Mistress Anna said, untying the rope that tethered their wrists together.  She kept it secured to Natalie's wrists, however, and once she had Natalie's arms up and over Madison's head, tied the tether to an eyelet in the wall, keeping Natalie in place.

Mistress Anna then took hold of Madison's bound wrists and began to lead her forward, out of the bed cubby.

Madison panicked.  She couldn't do this.  She immediately started shaking her head and resisting, mumbling, "Mmm-mmmh!  Mmm-mmmh!" over and over in a pleading tone.

"You will not come?" Mistress Anna said.

Madison just sat there, not moving.

"Ladies!" Mistress Anna called out.

Within seconds, two large women entered the room.  One of them grabbed Madison and rolled her over onto her stomach.  The other pulled her legs out and dangled them over the edge of the cubby.  She quickly placed a cuff around each of Madison's ankles and attached chains to them, pulling them out and securing them to eyelets in the floor, keeping Madison's legs spread open.

Madison screamed as she panicked, feeling her legs spread apart as they dangled over the edge.  She then felt her arms being pulled out in front of her as Mistress Anna tied a rope around her wrists.  She then watched as Mistress Anna pressed a little metal lever in the wall that flipped around to reveal a metal hook, which she proceeded to tie the rope around.  Madison's body was now stretched tightly - her arms out in front of her, and her legs spread apart over the ledge of the cubby.

She couldn't move at all.  She couldn't twist to the side, couldn't raise herself up, and couldn't wriggle backwards.  She felt terribly vulnerable and was panicking harder than ever.  She knew she'd disobeyed Mistress Anna and shuddered to think at what awaited her.  Suddenly she realized she'd made a terrible mistake and quickly tried to apologize.  "Pmeeeemmff!  Pmeeeemmff!  Mm-fforrry!  Mm-forrry!!  Pmeeeeemmff nmooooo!"

Mistress Anna placed a hand on her cheek and smiled down at her.  "I know this is difficult, but you still haven't learned to obey my orders.  This is necessary for your training.  Eventually, you will learn."

"Pmmeeeeeemfff!  PMEEEEEEEEMFF!!" Madison begged, tugging at her bonds.

Mistress Anna, ignoring her, moved her hand from Madison's face down to her round ass.  "Such a pretty bottom," she said, caressing it.  "Are you ashamed of it?  You shouldn't be."

Madison stopped struggling and started to quietly sob now.

Mistress Anna climbed out of the cubby and stood behind Madison.  She placed her hands on each of Madison's ass cheeks and slowly spread them apart.  "I know why you disobeyed," she said, looking down at the girl's tight little pucker.  "You are ashamed of your bodily functions.  You are ashamed to perform them in the presence of others."

Madison sobbed harder.  It was like Mistress Anna was inside her head.

"But I know you have to go," Mistress Anna said, gently placing a fingertip against the girl's tight anus, prompting a gasp and a wince from the bound girl.  "It has been forty-eight hours and you must be feeling a good deal of discomfort."  Mistress Anna slowly began running her fingertip in small circles around the girl's tight flesh.  "You will learn to let go - even in the presence of others."

Natalie sat, her wrists tethered to the wall, watching as this all unfolded.  Since she had been the recipient of Mistress Anna's punishments several times already, a part of her was relishing the opportunity to watch Madison squirm and tremble with fear.  She had no idea what Mistress Anna was planning, but she knew Madison wouldn't like it.  And Natalie felt like she was going to enjoy watching.

Natalie watched as Mistress Anna bent down and unlocked a drawer in the wall that she hadn't even noticed was there.  She pulled out a smooth, shiny metal object that looked like a large bulb on a short post.  The object looked to be about five inches long.  She then closed the drawer and stood back up.

"Right now you want to keep everything inside," Mistress Anna said coldly.  "So I will help you.  I will make sure everything stays in, right where you want it."  With that, Mistress Anna nodded at one of the large women, and the woman came over and spread Madison's ass cheeks apart.

Natalie's eyes began to widen.  Surely Mistress Anna didn't mean what she thought she meant.  She wasn't really going to put that inside Madison's butt, was she?  The fat part of the bulb was way too big!  Natalie actually felt a little bit of anxiety at the prospect of it.  She had to be wrong about that... right?

Madison began to panic.  Something was definitely not right.  She didn't see what Mistress Anna was doing down in the drawer, but she didn't at all like what she heard and felt a terrible panic seize her when she felt her cheeks being spread apart.  What was Mistress Anna going to do to her butt??  She never had anything up there before and prayed that wasn't what was about to happen.

Mistress Anna turned, holding the object up to the other large woman in the room, who promptly spat upon it.  Mistress Anna then began rubbing the woman's spit all over the bulb.  She then turned back toward Madison and placed the tip of the metal bulb directly against Madison's tight pink pucker.

Natalie watched wide-eyed as her stomach began to tighten itself into knots.  She couldn't believe this was about to happen.  She'd never had anything up there either and was terrified at the mere idea of it.  She couldn't imagine what it would feel like - especially something that large, and especially when she hadn't pooped for two whole days.  For the first time, she began to actually feel a little sorry for Madison.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGHHHH!!" Madison screamed as she felt a strong, dull pressure against her back hole.  Her bowels already ached terribly, and this new pressure only increased the aching as everything back there seemed to contract and tighten.

"This would be much easier for you if you tried to relax," Mistress Anna said, applying more pressure to the anal plug.  "Of course, that is exactly your problem - you refuse to relax.  So you will have to learn the hard way - relax, or deal with the discomfort."  She pushed harder, watching as the skin around Madison's crack began to sink inward toward the center of the plug as the girl fought to resist the invasion.

Madison panicked harder as Mistress Anna's words rang through her head.  Would it really be easier if she relaxed?  She doubted it -- that would be letting the thing inside!  She couldn't bear the thought of this kind of invasion and was terrified at what it would feel like.  This thing felt dull and round and smooth, and she had no idea how big it was.  An icy chill ran through her as she realized she wouldn't be able to resist forever, especially as Mistress Anna increased the pressure.  She grunted hard as she fought with all her strength.

"You are quite stubborn, I see," Mistress Anna said, pushing harder still.  "This will be a harder lesson for you than it has to be.  But I have little doubt you will learn from it."

Natalie was tense with anxiety as well.  She couldn't imagine what Madison was feeling right now.  She felt torn between shutting her eyes to avoid the sight and keeping them open in a kind of morbid curiosity.  She barely registered the fact that her hands were squeezed tight into fists and her toes were curling.

"Mmmmmnnnnnnnnggg-NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Madison went abruptly from grunting to screaming as she felt her muscles finally give way.  She felt herself opening up, being stretched wide as the cool metal object invaded her, now pushing against and spreading apart her insides.

"Theeeere we go," Mistress Anna said, grinning, as she watched the girl's sphincter slide about halfway up the bulb.  She waited a second or two for the girl's muscles to adjust, then pressed forward again.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!" Madison screamed, her head shooting up and her back arching as she felt her back hole filling with the invading object, penetrating deeper and stretching her wider.  It was shocking and unbelievably uncomfortable, but she had no way of stopping it as the object was smooth and lubricated and the pressure kept coming.

Natalie winced, watching the thing sinking deeper into Madison's butt.  She couldn't believe Mistress Anna kept pushing, as she was actually getting closer to the wide part of the bulb.  Surely there was no way she would get that far.  She must be stopping soon - right??

But Mistress Anna was not stopping.  Natalie's eyes widened further as Mistress Anna kept pushing.  She couldn't believe how wide Madison was stretched and how horribly uncomfortable she must feel.  She watched Madison's entire body straining against her bonds and could see veins in her neck popping out as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Mistress Anna almost chuckled to herself.  This girl had clearly never had anything up there before.  The widest part of the bulb was only an inch and a half in diameter - no more than an extremely large turd, and she was sure this girl must have had her share of those.  Yet here she was, screaming like she was being split in two.  

Mistress Anna knew quite well that the girl was screaming more out of fear than genuine pain.  And that only excited her and made her push harder.

Natalie's brow furrowed tightly in horror as she watched the widest part of the bulb disappear inside Madison's butt.  She was shocked, horrified, disgusted, and felt her own body surprisingly tense in sympathy with her arch-nemesis.  She couldn't imagine how this felt and said a silent prayer of thanks that she hadn't had to endure anything like that yet.

Madison was tense and straining.  The pressure had stopped, but she felt a terrible and persistent ache as the object filled her rear cavity to capacity, or so it felt like.  It also felt like it had pushed whatever she had in her bowels further back, trapping it inside her for God only knows how long.  She felt stuck, tense, and a disturbing sensation of internal constriction - as if her insides felt just as bound and immovable as her external body.

Mistress Anna smiled.  "How do you feel?  Hmmm?"

Madison groaned from the deep ache, panting heavily.

"Do you enjoy this?" Mistress Anna asked.

"Nnn-Nmmmmmmgh," Madison groaned.

"I bet you would rather have gone to the bathroom, wouldn't you?"

Madison started sobbing.  "Mmmn-hnnnnngh," she sobbed.

"Yes, I'm sure you will think twice next time," Mistress Anna said.  "But this is hardly a punishment.  In fact, there are many girls who would rather enjoy being in your predicament - save the colon full of shit."

Madison continued to sob.

"But that is indeed why you must be punished.  For some reason you chose not to expel your waste but to keep it locked up inside.  So in that regard, I am merely helping you out.  Does it feel locked inside now?" Mistress Anna asked.

"Mmmnn-hnnnnnnnghh," Madison groaned.

"I bet it does," Mistress Anna said, giving the base of the plug a flick with her middle finger.

"MMMMMMNNNNNGGHH!" Madison screamed at the contraction of her muscles in response to the flick.

"I'm sure it is not very comfortable," Mistress Anna said.  "But this is what you chose."

With that, she bent down and opened the drawer again.  When she stood back up, she was holding what appeared to be a ping-pong paddle.

"You were a bad little girl for disobeying me," Mistress Anna said.  "So now you must be spanked."  With that, she swatted Madison lightly on the right butt cheek.

"MMMMMMMMMNNNNNNGGHHH!!" Madison squealed, feeling everything tense and contract inside her.

Mistress Anna then swung back and swatted her on the left butt cheek, slightly harder this time.

"MMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNGGGGHH!!" Madison screamed.

Natalie watched in horror as Mistress Anna swatted Madison's cheeks.  She couldn't imagine how full and uncomfortable Madison must be feeling from that gigantic object filling her rectum, and now the swatting must surely be contracting everything further.  She could clearly see the end of the metal object sucking inward after Mistress Anna's swat as Madison tensed up.

Natalie winced after each swat, now feeling genuinely bad for Madison.  What she was going through must be horrible.  And then, Natalie watched in shock as Mistress Anna swung back and came forward in the middle of Madison's ass, the paddle making a 'THUNK' as it connected with the metal base of the object embedded in her ass.  She squirmed, squeezing her eyes shut.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!" Madison screamed as her nerves were sharply jangled, everything contracting tightly around the giant metal object, creating an intensely dull ache in her abdomen.

Mistress Anna went on, smacking Madison's ass cheeks successively harder each time, interspersing the smacks with a sharp connection right against the base of the anal plug as the girl wailed.  "Yes, I know you will think twice now before disobeying again, won't you?" Mistress Anna said, smacking the girl with the paddle.

"MMMMMMMNNNNNNN-HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGHHHH!!  MMMMMMMMMMMNNNNN-HNNNNNNNNNNNGGGHH!!" Madison wailed.

In less than a minute, Mistress Anna went from lightly smacking Madison's ass with the paddle to hard, full whacks, occasionally whacking the end of the metal object protruding from her back hole.  Madison screamed and wailed, her face a deep, dark red, her hands nearly turning purple from straining so hard against her bonds.

Madison had never felt such horrible panic and fear surging through her body.  She desperately wanted this to stop - pulling, struggling, and straining with every ounce of energy she had.  But nothing changed her situation.  Despite all of her efforts, her body remained bent over in its position, her hands stretched in front of her, her legs apart, and her backside terribly vulnerable and exposed.  Every whack from Mistress Anna's paddle felt like a sharp jolt of electricity coursing through her body, coupled with a deep constricting ache in her bowels, and made her scream out each time.

It was shocking, humiliating, deeply and intensely uncomfortable, but more than anything it was unbelievably frustrating that she couldn't do anything about it.  She just wanted it to stop.  She just wanted this thing out of her.  She would do anything Mistress Anna wanted.  Anything.  She would shit in front of her.  She would shit in front of Natalie.  She just wanted it to stop.

For the next three minutes, Mistress Anna continued smacking the girl's ass cheeks and anal plug with the paddle.  She watched as the girl's round cheeks turned a bright red, then a deep, dark red.  She listened as the girl's sounds went from screams to wails, to soft, pathetic sobs.  It was at this point that Mistress Anna relented, ceasing her spanking, and let her arm rest.

"Now," Mistress Anna said, slightly out of breath.  "I believe it is pushed back inside, don't you?"

Madison nodded, still sobbing lightly.

"Good," Mistress Anna said.  "The next opportunity you will have to relieve yourself will be tomorrow morning.  Now we have other things to do."

Madison sobbed, wishing she'd just gone to the bathroom when she had the opportunity.  She knew she was going to have to go all day today and she would be in terrible discomfort, probably even pain.

"I will remove this from you now," Mistress Anna said, grabbing the base of the anal plug, "but if you disobey any orders again today, I have plugs much larger than this that I will be happy to use.  Or maybe I will just strap on a giant dildo and fuck everything back inside you.  Would you like that?"

Madison shook her head, sobbing.

"That's too bad," Mistress Anna said.  "Because I know I would."

Madison groaned as she felt the plug being pulled out of her, and then her body went limp, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath.

"Now," Mistress Anna said, "as I said, we have a lot planned for today so it is important that you both eat a good meal."  With that, she turned to the large women, who were still standing in the room.  "Ladies?" she said.

With that, the women approached Madison and untied her from her position.  They stood her up, tied her wrists behind her back, and walked her back against the side wall.  There, they pushed her down to her knees, and then down again to her butt, which caused her to grunt in pain.  They then tied a short tether from her wrists to an eyelet low in the wall, securing her to the wall.

When they were done, the women approached Natalie and did the same with her, sitting her down next to Madison against the wall and tethering her wrists to an eyelet low in the wall.  With that, the women exited the room.

Natalie sat there listening to Madison breathing heavily next to her as Mistress Anna stood over them.  Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Madison shifting around as she sat, grunting softly through her gag.  Natalie still couldn't believe what she'd just seen.  She couldn't imagine what Madison must be feeling like down there, as it was clear she was having a hard time getting comfortable.

In another minute, the women were back, each carrying a tray with three bowls.  They bent down and set the bowls on the floor in front of Madison and Natalie - three bowls for each girl.  They then approached the girls and untied their cloth gags.

"Get to it," Mistress Anna said.  "Eat up."

Natalie looked down at the bowls in front of her.  One was filled with what looked like oatmeal, another with scrambled eggs, and the third one was filled with water.  She saw that Madison had the same.  Instantly, her mouth began to water as she couldn't remember feeling so hungry before in her life.  Natalie quickly dove down into the oatmeal, smacking and slurping loudly as she swallowed it down.

Madison, too, was starving, and barely registered the disgusting noises Natalie was making as she also dove down into the oatmeal, lapping it up.

Mistress Anna smiled as she watched the two teenagers greedily slurping up the food and water in front of them.  This was good - they needed nourishment.  Today was going to be another long day and Mistress Anna had a hunch there might still be some punishments that needed to be meted out.

In less than five minutes, the food and water was completely gone, but that didn't stop both girls from licking the residue from the oatmeal bowl, their breaths panting heavily against the ceramic as they attempted to clean them completely.

"Very good," Mistress Anna said.  "Ladies?"

Immediately, the large women removed the bowls from the floor and wiped the girls' faces with damp towels, cleaning off any bits of food.

"I take it you both have full bellies now?" Mistress Anna said.

Both girls reluctantly nodded.

"Good," Mistress Anna said.  "We will proceed with the next task.  Ladies?"

The women then produced a couple of ring gags - the same kind that they had put on Natalie last night.  One woman knelt in front of Natalie while the other knelt in front of Madison and began to wedge the large rings upright between the girls' teeth.  

Natalie, in particular, began to panic, as she very clearly remembered what happened the last time she had this put in her mouth.  But she also knew that resisting would get her in trouble, and she really didn't want to find out what would happen to her if she did.  Caught between her apprehension at the gag and the fear of punishment if she resisted, she ultimately let the woman place the ring in her mouth and secure the buckle behind her head.  Her heart pounded heavily with dread.

The women then focused their attention on Madison, untethering her from the eyelet in the wall and standing her up.  They untied her wrists and once again slipped her arms into the long black arm pouches with ringlets along the outside.  They laced them up and bent her arms up behind her back the same way they'd been when she first arrived at the facility, and placed locks around several ringlets, securing her arms in place at her mid-back.  They then attached a collar to her and gave the leash to Mistress Anna.

They then turned their attention to Natalie and bound her up in the same manner, ultimately attaching a collar to her as well and clipping the short foot-and-a-half chain to the back of Madison's collar.

"Very good," Mistress Anna said.  "Thank you ladies."  With that, the women left.  "Now if you girls will follow me."

Mistress Anna pulled on the chain connected to Madison's collar, causing Natalie to follow behind her, and led the bound and gagged girls out of the room.  She led them down a long hallway, around several corners, and then into a brightly lit room.

The room looked like some kind of fitness center and was filled with all kinds of exercising equipment - treadmills, stair stepping machines, ellipticals, exercise bikes, and weight lifting machines.  The walls were entirely mirrors, and in front of several machines there were large television screens.  Despite the large size of the room, there was not a single person in it save for the three of them, and it looked remarkably clean.

"It is important that you stay in shape while you are here," Mistress Anna said.  "As much fun as it would be to keep you tightly bound and restricted all day long, that simply would not do very well for your health.  All our students here are required to exercise for at least an hour each day."

Mistress Anna led the girls to the far corner of the room to a pair of treadmills placed next to each other.

"I have found that running is a fantastic way to stay fit, so since you are my students, this is what you will be doing the majority of the time," Mistress Anna said.

With that, she unclipped the chain connecting Natalie's collar to Madison's, and clipped Natalie's chain to a ring on one of the treadmills, tethering her to it.  She then took the chain from Madison's collar and led the girl up onto one of the treadmills.

"Up we go," Mistress Anna said as the girl climbed onto the machine.

Mistress Anna then picked up what appeared to be some kind of leather strap dangling from the front of the treadmill.  She brought it up to Madison and began to loop it around her waist.

"We wouldn't want you trying to escape now," Mistress Anna said, pulling the strap around and securing it to the front of the treadmill.  "We need you nice and fit."

Madison was now firmly tethered to the treadmill with a leather strap encircling her waist and connected to the front of the machine.  A sense of panic began to set into her as she realized that when the machine turned on, she would be forced to run on it.

Mistress Anna then disconnected Natalie's tether and led her up onto the other treadmill, securing a strap around her waist as well.

"Now you would do well to keep pace with the machine," Mistress Anna said.  "Stopping or slowing down would likely cause you to fall, which would be a most unpleasant experience.  You should be able to breathe quite clearly through that open gag as well as through your nose."

Both girls began to panic now.  Clearly there was no escape.  What if they couldn't keep up?  How fast would the machine go?  Not knowing any of this terrified them.

"Oh and one more thing," Mistress Anna said.  She walked over to the wall and picked up two tripods and placed each of them just behind the treadmills of each girl.  She then picked up a small remote control and pressed a button, causing each large TV screen in front of each treadmill to turn on.

The screens were quite large, covering a good portion of each girl's field of vision, and as soon as they came on, both girls focused their eyes.  What they saw was a girl's naked bottom, and the girl appeared to be standing on a treadmill.  Was this...?

"This should provide some entertainment," Mistress Anna said.  "You will be able to watch each other as you run.  It will randomly toggle between your tits and your asses."

Just then the image switched to a pair of naked breasts.  Natalie looked over at Madison's screen and immediately recognized her own breasts displayed there.  What the...?  She looked down at her treadmill and, after searching a bit, saw what appeared to be a small camera in the center panel, pointed directly at her chest.  She looked back up at her own screen and realized she was looking at Madison's large, naked breasts.

"Enjoy!" Mistress Anna said, and pressed a button.

Immediately, the machines came to life as the belts began to turn, forcing the girls to move.  Natalie gasped and began moving her legs, only to find that she only had to walk at a moderate pace.  No sooner did she breathe a sigh of relief than the speed quickly picked up, bringing her to a light jog.

Motion on the screen caused her to look up, and she could see Madison's breasts bouncing and jiggling as she, too, was now at a light jog.  She didn't want to look, even though Madison had nearly perfect fucking breasts.  So she kept her eyes down at her own feet, watching to make sure she was keeping pace.

"Now, girls," Mistress Anna said.  "There are screens in front of you for a reason.  Part of this whole experience is getting to know each other's bodies.  So I will tell you now, and only once - keep your eyes on the screen in front of you.  I think you both know what will happen if I catch your eyes elsewhere."

Natalie bit down on the rubber ring in her mouth and looked back up at the screen.  This time it was Madison's round ass, still red from the spanking she'd just received, jiggling lightly with each step.  She immediately wanted to look away, but forced herself to keep her eyes on the screen, not wanting to find out what would happen if she didn't.

Madison definitely didn't want to be watching Natalie's butt jiggle back and forth as she jogged, but she knew she was forced to keep her eyes on the screen.  And after a minute or so, she actually found it was rather comical to see a butt jiggle like this over and over, even if it was Natalie's.  That is, until she happened to glance over at Natalie's screen and saw her own ass bouncing and jiggling even more than Natalie's was.  She immediately felt her face get hot with embarrassment, knowing Natalie was forced to look at her disgusting fat ass.

"Yes, look at the jiggle," Mistress Anna said.  "It is rather sexy, is it not?  A girl's beautiful, round flesh bouncing around for your pleasure and enjoyment.  Yes, enjoy it, girls.  Drink it in.  Appreciate her jiggles.  Love them."  With that, she pressed a button, causing the treadmills to speed up a bit more.

Madison felt a jolt of panic with the increase in speed, and was finding it a bit difficult to run with her arms secured behind her back like this.  It would be easier if she could swing them back and forth and provide herself with a bit more balance, but that apparently was out of the question.  

The image now switched to the chest cam and Madison was greeted with the sight of Natalie's smallish breasts bouncing up and down.  She was breathing heavier now as she ran faster, and could see out of the corner of her eye her own breasts wildly bouncing around on Natalie's screen.  She dared not look at them, however.  It was humiliating enough knowing Natalie had to stare at them.

As Madison continued to run, staring at the screen, she hated to admit that Natalie actually did have pretty nice boobs.  They were almost perfectly round, even if they were on the small side of a B cup, and were capped with beautiful puffy pink nipples.  She also hated to admit to herself that being forced to look at them bounce around wasn't exactly the worst thing in the world.  It's not like she was enjoying it or anything, she told herself.  Just that it wasn't, like, you know, torture or anything.

More than that, the images on the screen were, for some strange reason, reminding Madison of how backed up she was.  She couldn't be sure if it was the images themselves or if the food she ate for breakfast was already working its way through her system, but the more she looked at the screen, the more she felt a deep pain in her stomach and a terrible pressure building in her colon as she fought to resist it.  It also didn't help that each foot coming down on the treadmill increased that pressure.  She felt herself begin to sweat as she bit down on her ring gag.

Natalie told herself she was disgusted at the images on the screen in front of her.  She told herself that she hated Madison Pearce and that she was only looking at these images because she was being forced to.  But if she was truly honest with herself, there was something strangely compelling about watching these big, round boobs bounce and jiggle up and down over and over.  When the screen switched to Madison's ass, Natalie actually felt a twinge of disappointment, but within seconds she found herself equally drawn to the large, round ass flesh bouncing and jiggling up and down.

"Let's see how fit you girls really are," Mistress Anna said, pushing the button on her remote again.

The treadmill belts suddenly more than doubled their pace and Madison found her legs struggling to keep up as a heavy wave of panic coursed through her body.  She felt herself sweating more, and she was sure that was now a result of her panic as much as of her physical exertion.  She was running so fast now her breasts were actually beginning to hurt as they bounced around freely against her chest, being pulled down heavily by gravity each time her foot landed down on the treadmill.

Natalie, too, was panicking at the increase of speed, and she felt like she could keep up at this pace for about a minute - maybe two - but certainly not much more than that.  Madison, on the other hand, looked like she was clearly struggling already, and Natalie couldn't decide whether she would feel sorry for her if she fell.

Everything was converging for Madison.  She was huffing, her tits hurt, her legs felt like they were about to give out, and the urge to shit returned as well.  The tether attached to her waist was stretched taut and she struggled desperately to keep pace with the treadmill, feeling like she would collapse any second.  She knew that would be a terrible fate - being dragged across the rapidly rotating belt, but her body simply wouldn't keep up.  She felt herself giving out and began to bend at the waist, grunting and panting, hoping Mistress Anna would show some mercy.

Suddenly, the treadmills slowed to a walking pace.  "I see you girls are not in ideal shape yet," she said.  "Don't worry - we will fix that.  For now, catch your breaths for a minute before we return to running."

Madison felt a wave of relief as she remained upright, panting heavily, and walking steadily at the pace of the treadmill.  But it was only relief from fear of falling, not from the terrible pressure that still plagued her stomach and lower abdomen.  If anything, that discomfort only increased now and she began to debate whether to signal to Mistress Anna that she had to go.  She remembered Mistress Anna's words that the next opportunity she would have to go would be tomorrow morning.  Would she get in trouble for asking to go now?  Was it worth it?

"Listen to you," Mistress Anna said.  "You are both out of breath.  That is not good - you have barely been on the treadmill ten minutes.  It is unbelievable how out of shape you are.

"But while you are taking this brief moment to rest," Mistress Anna continued, "this is a good opportunity to pay attention to each other's breathing.  Listen to her breathing heavily.  It is beautiful, is it not?  This sound of physical exertion is not unlike the sound of sexual arousal.  There is nothing more beautiful than the sound of a young woman breathing heavily.  Listen to her.  Appreciate her.  Love the sound of her breathing."

Mistress Anna's words echoed around in Madison's head.  The only sounds in the room were the sounds of herself and Natalie breathing heavily.  It's not like she could simply block them out, and she couldn't help but think about yesterday and the way Natalie sounded when she approached her orgasm.  Yes, she thought, it did sound similar.

But a more pressing matter for her was the pain in her stomach and lower abdomen that simply wasn't going away.  It almost felt as if the simple motion of moving her legs back and forth was loosening her bowels and urging her to go.  This was getting to be too much.  She was just about to signal this when Mistress Anna spoke.

"Okay a minute is up.  Back to the workout," Mistress Anna said, and instantly the treadmills sped back up.

Oh God, Madison thought, panic racing through her body.  This is not good.  As her legs sped up and her body began bouncing once again, the tension and pain in her lower abdomen increased significantly.  It was so intense she could feel a droplet of sweat running down her temple.  The sensation of holding it in was excruciating, but she didn't have a choice.  She couldn't bear the thought of accidentally letting something slip here on the treadmill.  It was simply mortifying.

"Hhhhaaaahhh!  Hhhhaaaahhh!" Madison whined through her open gag.  Maybe Mistress Anna would take pity on her and let her get down to go.

"Oh come on," Mistress Anna said.  "We've barely started back up again.  You're not going to get in shape if you don't put in some effort."

But that's not why Madison was whining.  She winced as she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen once again.  This was getting unbearable.  "Ihhhtuhhh Ahnaaah!  Ihhtuhhh Ahnaahh!  Heeehhh!  Heeeeehhh!!" she begged.

"Stop your whining," Mistress Anna said sharply.  "You will be on the treadmill for the full hour and that is that.  Any more whining from either of you and you will be punished."

Madison's heart sank.  She simply didn't know how she would be able to endure this kind of pain for the next forty-five minutes.  The pain was unbelievable.  She blocked everything else out - the running, the screen in front of her, the sensation of her boobs bouncing hard against her chest - and focused solely on one thing: keeping her asshole clenched tightly shut.

It was the worst torture she'd endured yet.  Far worse than anything yesterday and far worse than the plugging and spanking she'd received that morning.  This was sharp and intense and excruciating, and every step only made it worse.  And when she thought about how long she would have to endure this, another jolt of panic rushed through her.

And then it happened.  It was like she couldn't even control it.  It just came out of her.  An icy cold shock pierced her core.  And then it was on her feet.  Oh God, she was stepping in it.  Warm, soft, and squishy.  Again and again.  Oh God, she was going to throw up.

Natalie had been watching Madison's boobs bounce and jiggle all around her chest when she heard a horrible noise next to her.  Her eyes immediately went wide.  Was that what she thought it was?!  And when the screen switched over to Madison's ass, she nearly threw up.  She looked away.  She couldn't help it.  She had to.

"You could not hold it after all, hmmm?" Mistress Anna said loudly, stopping the treadmill.  "This is what happens when you refuse to go.  And now look - you've spoiled my treadmill!"

Mistress Anna picked up the radio on her hip.  "The brunette shat on the treadmill.  We're going to need cleaning supplies."

Madison was white with shock.  It was like this wasn't real, like it was happening to someone else.  But it was real.  And it had happened to her.  Only a little over an hour ago she couldn't fathom the idea of defecating in front of another person.  And now she had done it in front of two.  While running.  On a treadmill.  And now other people knew - whoever was on the other end of the radio.  Oh God.  Oh God.  She just wanted to die.

Natalie was coughing and gagging even as she panted, catching her breath.  God, how could Madison have done that??  It was fucking disgusting!  She was fucking filthy!  Why couldn't she have just gone when Mistress Anna told her to?  Not only was she disgusting, but she was stupid too!

Not even a minute had gone by when two women entered the room carrying supplies.  Only they didn't look like the usual large guard women that came in to assist Mistress Anna with restraining the girls.  These were young women in their twenties and looked quite beautiful and stylish.

"Oh my GOD!" one of them exclaimed as they approached Mistress Anna and the girls.

"Oh, UGH!" the other one said, scrunching her nose.

Madison immediately turned bright red.  The fact that these young, beautiful women saw her naked was bad enough.  The fact that she was bound and gagged was even worse, and the fact that they saw what she had done on the treadmill was almost too much to bear.

"I'm sorry you had to see this, ladies," Mistress Anna said.

As the women came closer and set down some buckets and towels, they quickly brought their hands to their faces and covered their noses.

"Ugh, that is disgusting!" one of them said.  "What's wrong with her??"

Madison could feel all eyes on her, especially the beautiful women.  She didn't think a humiliation like this was even possible.  She'd never felt so horrible in her life.

Mistress Anna responded without taking her eyes off Madison.  "She has a terribly embarrassing bowel condition that makes it very difficult to keep everything in while she is running," she said.

One of the girls snorted in laughter.

Madison didn't think it was possible to feel more humiliated than she already was, but she was wrong.  Why was Mistress Anna saying this about her?  It wasn't true!  But Madison was gagged and certainly couldn't defend herself even if she wanted to.

"And to make matters worse," Mistress Anna went on, "she was becoming terribly aroused by watching the tits and ass of the blonde next to her jiggling as she ran."

This time both young women snickered loudly.

"As you know," Mistress Anna continued, "heavy arousal can cause the bowels to stir a bit.  I'm afraid the combination of her arousal and her bowel condition led to the situation you see before you," Mistress Anna said.

"Oh my gawd," one of the women said, laughing.  "She is a piece of work!  Wait till the other girls hear about this!"

As deeply humiliated as Madison was, she still felt an additional pang of horror at the mention of 'other girls' hearing about this incident.  What other girls?  How many were there?  And why did they have to know about this???

"Yes," Mistress Anna said.  "She is certainly a challenging one and will require lots of hard work.  But I am confident that we will have her in the proper condition before her stay is over."

One of the women raised her eyebrows.  "Well if anyone can do it, it's you, Mistress Anna!"

Mistress Anna turned and smiled warmly at the two young women.  "Thank you, ladies.  And thank you for your assistance.  That will be all."

With that, the girls turned and began the long walk out of the room, whispering and giggling to each other as they went.

Madison just stood there in a daze, her head spinning.  She almost felt like it wasn't her this was happening to - that it was happening to someone else.  Her skin was burning hot, especially her face and neck.  She just wanted this all to end.

Mistress Anna calmly walked over to Natalie and untethered her from her treadmill.  She then brought Natalie over next to Madison's treadmill and tethered her to it.  Then Mistress Anna walked around behind the blonde and began unbuckling her arm restraints.

"You will clean her up now, and the treadmill," Mistress Anna said.

Natalie, suppressing a surge of hatred and disgust, looked down at the supplies the young women had brought in.  There were two buckets - one of them filled with a soapy water, the other one empty.  There were also several white towels next to the buckets.

Natalie looked at Madison's treadmill and nearly threw up.  This was fucking disgusting.  There was shit everywhere.  It was all smeared and there were several shit footprints as Madison had stepped in it repeatedly as the treadmill had kept going.  This was the most disgusting thing she had ever seen.  And it only made her hate Madison more.  Why did she have to go and fucking do this?  She was so fucking stupid!  Now Natalie was forced to clean up her fucking mess!

Natalie's instinct was to resist, but she fought hard to overcome it.  She remembered all too clearly what would happen if she did, and as disgusting as this was, it just wasn't worth it.  It was horrible and gross, but at least it didn't involve physical contact with Madison.

Biting down on her ring gag and suppressing her anger, Natalie bent down and grabbed a clean rag.  She dipped it into the soapy water and turned toward the treadmill.

"Clean her first," Mistress Anna said.

Natalie bit down harder on her gag and looked over at Madison.  'Well?' she wanted to say.  'Bend over, bitch!'

Madison was still in a painful daze of shock and humiliation.  She barely registered Mistress Anna's instructions to Natalie.  But when she felt Natalie's eyes on her, she looked down and saw her kneeling there with a soapy rag.  Another pang of terrible humiliation washed over her as she realized she would have to bend over for Natalie and expose her shit-covered rear to her.  Biting down hard on her own gag, she slowly turned and bent at the waist, exposing herself to the girl she knew hated her guts.

Madison stood there, waiting, breathing in shallow, raspy breaths.  Seconds later, she felt a cool, wet rag between her ass cheeks.  She squeezed her eyes shut tight as she felt the rag press in between her cheeks and rub up and down.  Natalie was rough, scrubbing her hard.  She winced, as she was already sore back there from the large plug Mistress Anna had inserted into her not long ago.  Her cheeks still stung from the paddle as well.  She simply had to stand there, bending over after the most humiliating experience of her life, and let Natalie scrub her clean.

Natalie scrubbed Madison as hard as she could, eliciting a few grunts from the girl as she did.  This was so sick and disgusting.  But she knew she had to do it.  After she scrubbed Madison, she turned her attention to the treadmill and scrubbed all the shit off with a fresh towel.  She had to wait momentarily while Mistress Anna advanced the treadmill forward, as Madison's shit had smeared along the entire belt.  When she was finished, Mistress Anna told her to throw the dirty rags in the empty bucket.

Mistress Anna then walked up to the blonde and told her to stand up.  She then slipped the arm pouches back onto the girl's arms and buckled them up again midway up her back.  She then untethered her from the treadmill she was at and walked her back over to her own treadmill, bringing her back onto it and re-tethering her to it.

"Now," Mistress Anna said, "you girls will finish your hour's worth of exercise."

With that, Mistress Anna started the treadmills back up and the girls began jogging once again.  The screens also came back on and projected each girl's bouncing tits and ass for the other to watch while she ran.  Mistress Anna stood back and watched them run, periodically slowing the treadmills down and speeding them back up again.  She lamented the poor shape the girls were in and knew that it would take some time for them to get in proper shape.  But she was going to enjoy getting them there.

When the hour was over, Mistress Anna stopped the treadmills.  The girls slowed their jogging to a stop and stood there panting, catching their breaths.

Mistress Anna then walked over to a small stand containing several drawers, and opened a drawer.  She pulled out what looked like two pieces of black cloth and closed the drawer.

Madison stood there panting, watching as Mistress Anna approached her holding the black cloths.  She then unfolded one of them, revealing it to be a pair of black cotton panties.  Madison was confused.

"Step into them," Mistress Anna said.

Madison wondered why Mistress Anna would want her to wear panties now, after all they'd been through naked so far.  But she didn't want to question her, and she certainly didn't mind an opportunity to cover up so she stepped into them.

Mistress Anna pulled the panties up the girl's waist and walked over to the blonde, doing the same for her.

"There," Mistress Anna said.  "Now on to our next activity."

With that, she untethered the blonde from the treadmill and led her down and over to the other treadmill.  She then untethered the brunette and picked up her collar chain, connecting it to the blonde's collar.  With the girls chained together once again, she began leading them out of the room.

As Natalie followed behind Mistress Anna, being pulled by the chain on her collar, she watched the woman lead her.  It was funny, she thought - from behind, Mistress Anna didn't look so mean and cold.  She still had on her white blouse and tight, form-fitting slacks.  Her black high heels clicked against the tile floor as she walked.  From this perspective, she almost looked like any average businesswoman going about her day at the office.

She walked with dignity and a sense of purpose, her hips swinging gently from side to side with a very feminine grace.  Natalie actually found her eyes focusing on the woman's rear, which was quite curvy and outlined very well in those tight slacks.  Almost realizing for the first time where her eyes were, Natalie quickly thought how disgusting it was that a woman as cold and cruel as this should have such a nice figure.

Why was she staring at her butt anyway?  That was gross, Natalie thought.  It must have been all that forced exposure to Madison's disgusting, flabby ass that even caused her to look in that direction.  'Fuck,' Natalie thought.  'What's happening to me?'

Mistress Anna led the girls down a long hallway, turning a few times, and then into another room.  This room was about the size of a bedroom, and contained only a couple of chairs placed in front of a very large-screen TV, which hung on one wall.  

As Natalie looked down at the chairs, she could see that there were metal clamps attached to the base and tops of the chair legs, which were no doubt intended for the occupant's legs.  She knew that once she was in the chair, she wasn't getting up unless Mistress Anna wanted her to.

Mistress Anna unclipped the chain connecting the girls' collars and clipped the brunette's leash to a metal ring in the back of one of the chairs.  She then led the blonde over to the other chair.

"Have a seat," she said.

Natalie knew she didn't really have a choice here, so she sat down.  The chair had a padded seat, which was nice, and wasn't uncomfortable at all.  It actually felt really nice to sit down after all that running.

Mistress Anna then knelt down and took one of the blonde's ankles, placing it against the chair leg and then closed the clamp around it, locking it.  She did the same to the girl's other ankle.  She then pulled one of the girl's knees over, positioning her calf inside the clamp at the top of the chair leg and closed the clamp, locking it.  She pulled the girl's other knee over and clamped her other calf there, holding her legs apart.

"Now bend at the waist," Mistress Anna said.

Natalie did as she was told and heard Mistress Anna walk around behind her.  She then felt Mistress Anna unbuckling the clips of her arm pouches and open her arms apart, which felt nice after being stuck in that position for so long.  But she wasn't allowed to stretch for long as she felt her wrists being buckled together.  At least her arms were straight and could relax more.  After a couple tugs on her wrists, she heard Mistress Anna stand back up.  She pulled on her arms and found that apparently a tether had been tied from her wrists to somewhere below the chair, keeping her from moving them at all.  There was now no way she could get up from the chair, or even move much at all.

When Mistress Anna finished with the blonde, she had the brunette sit in the chair next to her and secured her to it in the same manner.  The girls now comfortably secured to the chairs, Mistress Anna then walked around and stood before them.

"Now," she said, "we shall begin our lesson for the day.  You will recall that yesterday our lesson concerned appreciation for each other.  This is a prominent theme that will be extended throughout all lessons.  You must keep this important theme in mind all the time.  As I said yesterday, the sooner you can begin to appreciate each other, the easier this entire process will be for both of you.

"This is, I am sure, a very confusing time for you both.  You are both young and experiencing many hormonal changes throughout your bodies.  This, I am sure, is not news for you.  You have likely noticed feelings of arousal, especially sexual arousal, from time to time.

"You may have even felt this kind of arousal while looking at another female.  This, I assure you, is also quite normal.  In fact, not only is it normal, it is deeply embedded in our DNA.  Women have a long evolutionary history of homosexual attraction and it is much stronger and more established than their attraction to men."

Natalie reared her head back in disgust.  What the hell was this bitch on about?  That was completely absurd!

Mistress Anna took note of the blonde's reaction, but went on, unfazed.  "Now you may have heard that heterosexual attraction is necessary for the survival of our species.  But it is far more complicated than that.  You see, for most of the evolutionary history of our species, men have been completely unconcerned with rearing children.  They largely treated women as their conquests, having their way with them and leaving them behind in search of a prettier, more fuckable conquest.

"This leaves the impregnated woman with a dilemma: either risk trying to raise a child by herself, which is highly time and energy consuming, or band together with other women who were unconcerned with conquests and very likely had children of their own.  The latter is what most women opted for, as the division of labor could be shared.

"Now in these largely all-female communities, women naturally had desires and urges that required fulfilling.  Because a woman knows her body much more intimately than a man does, they began to turn toward each other for sexual satisfaction.

"This sexual satisfaction, which could not be achieved with a man, became a driving factor in the evolution of women.  Women began to seek out other women for sexual reasons, and over time the two features became linked - sexual satisfaction and shared community resources.  Sex and cooperation.  

"It should be noted that the sexual component has actually shaped physical features as well.  Prominent and desirable female features such as full lips, firm round tits, and tight round asses have been closely linked with the ability to conserve resources and thus provide for large communities.  So the more attractive a woman was to another, the greater likelihood she had for community cooperation.

"THIS," Mistress Anna emphasized, "is actually how the human species evolved - women banding together in communities to ensure the survival of themselves and of subsequent generations.  Women who were inclined in these ways - being sexually attracted to other women and willing to share community resources - were more likely to survive and pass their genes on, and thus ensure the survival of the species.  For hundreds of thousands of years, women lived in this manner, learning to cooperate while perfecting their sexual and emotional attraction to one another."

Natalie furrowed her brows in confusion.  This certainly wasn't what she'd been taught.  But then again, she wasn't really any kind of science nerd or anything, so what did she know.  It was a bit odd how logical Mistress Anna made it all seem... but still, she was skeptical.

"So ultimately," Mistress Anna continued, "all women are, by virtue of their biology, drawn to each other.  The reason it is not always apparent now is that society has conditioned us to believe in the social norms of marriage between a man and a woman.  This is a very recent development in the human species, going back only a couple thousand years - the blink of an eye on an evolutionary timeline.

"In order to realize who we really are, we must undo these recent developments of social conditioning.  We must tap into our deep biological roots and get in touch with our natural, biological urges of attraction to other women.  Only then will we be who we have always meant to be."

Madison was completely blown away.  This made so much sense!  It perfectly explained those strange, handful of times when she'd looked at a beautiful girl or woman and felt the curious stirrings of arousal.  They had always been very fleeting, but if what Mistress Anna said was true, that's because she'd been socially conditioned to think boys were more attractive.  She'd been suppressing herself this whole time and didn't even know it!

But that was still a strange and scary thought.  Even if all this was true, she still didn't think she actually wanted to do things with other girls or women.  But maybe this was just because she'd been too socially conditioned to think otherwise.  And she knew where Mistress Anna was ultimately going - that she was supposed to be feeling these things toward Natalie, and she DEFINITELY couldn't see that happening.  She could see how this all made sense, but she was just so confused about what she should or shouldn't be feeling!

"And if this is unconvincing to you," Mistress Anna went on, "there is a plethora of scientific research to back it up.  Research shows that when women are able to move past this social conditioning and fully allow themselves to be attracted to other women, they are able to form much deeper and more fulfilling relationships.  Research also shows that intimacy between women, when fully uninhibited, is much richer and stronger than heterosexual intimacy.  Sexual experiences are far more erotic and, when release comes, it is far more powerful than when with a male partner.

"But I am getting ahead of myself," Mistress Anna said.  "After all, social conditioning is a powerful force and one cannot be expected to simply undo a lifetime of conditioning overnight.  It takes time.  This is a slow process.  So we will take it slowly."  She paused and looked from one girl to the other.  "I know what you are thinking," she said, smirking slightly.  "You don't believe me.  You think I am making this up.  Well, let us examine some evidence then, shall we?"

With that, Mistress Anna picked up a remote and turned the TV on.  The giant flat screen that took up a good percentage of the wall came to life.  At first, the screen stayed black.  Then, gradually, the screen faded in to a scene of two young women in a bedroom, sitting next to each other on a bed.

They looked to be not much older than Madison and Natalie, and were both very beautiful.  They both had sandy-blonde hair and were wearing floral dresses.  For a moment or two, they just sat there, looking at each other.  Then the one on the right broke into a smile, her eyes sparkling.  The girl on the left smiled back, then looked away, almost shyly.  After a moment's hesitation, her eyes came back to meet the other girl, and she nervously tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear.  They looked, well... adorable.

Ever so slowly, the girl on the right leaned closer to the other girl.  They were less than a foot apart now.  The girl on the left looked back up into the other girl's eyes as her smile slowly faded.  The girl on the right leaned closer still, until their faces were just inches apart.  The camera slowly zoomed in, the frame now capturing them from their shoulders up, their faces large on the screen.

It felt terribly intimate, like they were right there with the girls, and Madison felt her insides tense up, almost like she was the girl on the left, wondering what the girl on the right was going to do.

Slowly, the girl on the right leaned forward still further, and tilted her head slightly.  Their faces were nearly touching, their lips slightly parted.  Slowly, the girl on the right closed the gap and gently pressed her lips to the girl on the left, who returned the gesture, their lips pressing together.

It lasted only a second or two before the girl on the right pulled back a few inches.  Once again, their eyes met briefly before the girl on the left looked away again, grinning widely, her face flushing slightly pink.  The girl on the right grinned as well.

Madison was on pins and needles.  The entire scene had the intensity, intimacy, and shyness of a first kiss.  Madison almost felt like this was something terribly taboo - like she was seeing something she probably shouldn't be seeing.  At the same time, she felt her insides swim with butterflies at how sensual and intimately romantic this was.  There was a strange tension between what she knew society felt was wrong and what she was actually feeling as she watched it.  It was also the first time she had seen any display of tenderness in quite some time, and it was affecting her deeply.

Natalie, too, felt a strange sense of intimacy as the scene unfolded.  It affected her insides as well, but in ways that made her more confused and uncomfortable.  She was watching two girls kiss - this wasn't right... girls weren't supposed to kiss.  But they seemed to be really enjoying it, and that enjoyment was palpable.  Natalie felt at war with herself.  She knew this was wrong... so why couldn't she pull her eyes away?

The girl on the right slowly raised her hand up and placed it softly against the other girl's cheek.  Slowly, she turned the girl's face back toward her.  They looked into each other's eyes again, tension thick between them.  Then, slowly, the girl on the right leaned in again, pressing her lips to the other girl.  This time the other girl kissed her back a little more firmly.  They held the kiss for a few seconds, broke it momentarily, then went back in again.

Madison was caught up in the scene.  With their faces blown up so big on the screen, she found herself again feeling like she was one of the girls.  She could almost feel the soft lips pressing against her own.  God, it was so nice.  It would feel so wonderful... especially after all she'd been through recently.  Then, suddenly, she remembered where she was and who was in the room with her, and she blushed deeply.  How could she be thinking such things now??

On the screen, the girls were kissing softly, gently, sweetly, then pulling back to look at each other.  Madison found her heart gradually beating faster as she watched the scene.  She was just as fascinated to see the girls look into each other's eyes as she was to see how they kissed each other.  Somehow, the way they looked at each other was so... sweet, so tender.  Madison found herself wishing she had that kind of connection with someone.

The girls onscreen leaned forward to kiss once again.  The girl on the right raised her hand and gently placed her fingertips on the upper arm of the girl on the left, just tracing her arms gently with them.  Then, slowly, her fingers slid around and she pressed her palm to the girl's arm, giving it a gentle squeeze, then slowly sliding it up and down.

The girl on the left broke the kiss to take a breath, and the girl on the right took this opportunity to lean in and kiss the side of the girl's neck.  The girl on the left leaned her head to the side, allowing the other girl access as her eyelids fluttered closed and her lips parted further.  The girl on the left's breathing increased as the other girl kissed her neck, her arm going up to curl around the girl's back and hold onto her shoulder.  Then she gasped and broke into a wide grin.

Madison was fully immersed in the scene.  This was actually, well... hot.  She desperately wondered what it felt like to have a girl's lips on her neck like that.  From the expression on the girl's face, it looked like it felt wonderful, and even tickled a little.  Everything the girls were doing just looked so sweet and tender... it was just, well... beautiful.

Natalie kept telling herself that what she was watching was wrong.  It was dirty, sick, and gross.  But the swimmy feelings in her stomach and chest were telling her something different.  She wasn't enjoying this, was she??  She had to keep telling herself this was wrong.  Maybe those feelings would go away.

For the next fifteen minutes, the girls on the screen kissed, nuzzled, and caressed each other, all the while remaining completely clothed.  Every now and then one of their hands would brush past a breast or slide dangerously up a thigh, but they never went very far.  And still, Madison was shocked at how her body was responding to this relatively tame imagery.  She could feel her heart beating, her stomach swimming, and she knew her nipples were tight and hard.  It was all just so beautifully romantic and sensual, and she found herself wishing she could experience it, even if it was with another girl.

And then, after fifteen minutes of this, the screen faded to black.  Madison actually found herself disappointed.  Natalie, on the other hand, had been at war with herself the entire time, and when it was finally over, she was actually relieved that she didn't have to fight her body's responses anymore.

But a few seconds later, the screen faded in once again - this time to two more young women, who looked just a little older than the first pair, and no less beautiful.  One was blonde, the other brunette.  They were in profile, shown from the shoulders up, and were looking at each other from a distance of possibly less than a foot.  For several seconds, neither of them moved, and it was approaching awkwardness.

Then, the blonde smiled, causing the brunette to smile too.  The blonde, holding her smile, opened her mouth slightly and took a breath, looking down.  Slowly, the brunette raised her hand and tucked a few strands of hair behind the blonde's ear, causing her to look up into the brunette's eyes again.  The blonde blinked as they continued staring into each other's eyes, smiling slightly.

Madison, once again, was on pins and needles.  After what she'd just seen, she knew this new couple was going to kiss - she just didn't know when.  And the way they were looking at each other, the way they smiled just slightly, was electric.  She could actually feel the tension between them and wondered who was going to break first and make the move.  

Then, completely seamlessly, as the brunette withdrew her hand, she slowly moved her head closer to the blonde's.  The blonde kept her eyes on her, watching her move closer, then dropped her eyes to the brunette's mouth, which she continued to watch as it drew closer, and then she finally leaned forward.

Only they didn't kiss.  Their noses brushed past each other and their heads tilted opposite directions.  Their lips parted and came within an inch of each other, hovering there.  The blonde leaned forward slightly to close the gap, but the brunette backed off a fraction of an inch, causing the blonde to pause.  They seemed to share a breath for a moment or two as their parted lips brushed against each other, touching lightly but not fully connecting.

It was wildly erotic.  Every nerve in Madison's body was energized.  She couldn't believe the tension had dragged out so long.

The brunette finally closed the gap, slowly sliding her angled lips into the blonde's, locking them into place as their lips softly gripped each other.  The angle and shape of their mouths came together in a perfect fit as each girl held the other's lips with her own.

Madison had never seen such a perfect kiss.  It was incredible.  She was absolutely blown away by how soft, sensual, romantic, and terribly erotic a kiss between two girls could be.  She had never seen a boy and a girl kiss this way.  Never.  This was... this was something else.  This was special.

The tension within Natalie came back as well.  She didn't want to admit it to herself - in fact, she actively tried to fight it, but her body was responding to what was unfolding on the screen.  The swimmy feeling returned to her stomach and chest, and she could feel her heart rate increasing.  This is sick, this is wrong! she told herself.  But she also couldn't look away.  She would never admit it to herself, but there was a deep curiosity within her that was eager to keep watching.

After many long seconds, the girls on the screen broke their kiss but didn't pull away.  Instead, they kept their slightly parted lips hovering next to each other for a breath or two, then went back in.  This time, if it was even possible, their lips fit even more squarely and securely together.  This time they held their lips together even longer before extremely gradually disconnecting, mere millimeters separating them before going back in and sealing together more firmly and squarely still.

For the first time, Madison felt an itch between her legs that she had a strong and sudden urge to scratch.  This was wildly hot.  And it only got hotter.

The girls on the screen slowly opened their mouths again, sharing a few breaths as their parted lips touched and brushed each other gently.  They kissed, then tilted their heads further and met open-mouthed, creating an O-seal around each other's lips.  When they parted next, their tongues were visible.

Madison actually felt her heart rising into her throat as she realized the girls had slid their tongues into each other's mouths.  She felt her nipples tighten harder and felt that itch between her legs grow stronger still.  What would that feel like?  Kissing another girl with your tongue like that?  She'd done it with a boy, but now, for the first time in her life, she thought it might actually be even better with a girl.

This scene went on for eight full minutes - the girls onscreen slowly and sensually kissing, caressing each other with their lips and tongues.  And when this scene ended, another scene began with two different girls.  It went on like this - scene after scene of beautiful girls sensually kissing and caressing each other for quite some time.  Neither Madison nor Natalie realized how much time had passed as they were both enraptured by the erotic sensuality unfolding before them.

After more than ninety minutes of this, the screen eventually faded to black.  Mistress Anna stepped forward and smiled at the girls.  "Now, are you convinced?"

Both Madison and Natalie blinked.  Their mouths were dry and they seemed a bit dazed as they came back to the reality of their condition and surroundings.  They had completely lost track of time and where they were.

"Clearly the girls on the screen were aroused by each other," Mistress Anna said.  "But the question is... were you?"

She walked around in front of Madison and, without any kind of warning, slipped her hand inside the girl's panties, causing her to wince.  Mistress Anna looked into the girl's eyes as the corner of her mouth curled upward.

She then withdrew her hand and held it up.  Her first three fingers were completely coated in a wet, slimy sheen.  "I should say that's a yes," Mistress Anna declared.

Natalie started to get nervous.  She figured Madison would get hot watching that shit because she was a fucking lesbian anyway.  But she started to panic as Mistress Anna began walking over to her.  She knew she was grossed out by what she saw, but she was also really confused by what her body was feeling.  She was afraid of Mistress Anna putting her hands down there and afraid of what she might find.  It didn't mean she was gay.  It just meant... fuck, fuck!  She didn't know what it meant!

Mistress Anna grinned widely as she approached the blonde.  She bent forward and reached down, sliding her hand along the blonde's smooth, flat tummy as she looked right into her eyes.  She could see the girl was not happy about this, but that didn't matter.  She had a point to make.  Mistress Anna slipped her hand inside the girl's panties and pressed her fingers against the girl's hot folds.  Immediately they became saturated in a slimy layer of wetness.  She watched the girl's expression instantly change from anger to embarrassment, and that only made Mistress Anna smile wider.

Slowly, Mistress Anna pulled her hand out of the girl's panties and held up her wet fingers in front of the girl's face, showing them to her.  "You see?" she said softly to the girl.  "I know you want to fight it, but you cannot help it.  It is in your DNA."

Mistress Anna then stepped back and stood in front of both girls.  "Both of you," she said, "became wet watching other girls kiss.  Not just wet.  You practically gushed onto my fingers when I barely touched you."  She paused, letting this sink in.  She smiled as she watched embarrassed expressions on both girls' faces.  "What does this mean?" she said, not expecting either girl to respond.  "It means you were sexually aroused at the sight of other women being intimate.  It means I am right.  It means deep down, you are attracted to other women.  It is in your DNA.  You know it is true.  And the sooner you come to terms with this, the easier your stay here will be."

Natalie's head was a complete mess.  Mistress Anna couldn't be right, could she?  It was wrong to feel attraction to other girls!  But... Natalie couldn't deny the evidence.  She had gotten wet.  Very wet.  This was all so... so fucked up!  She didn't know what to believe anymore.

"So," Mistress Anna said, "we have come to the next exercise for the day."

With that, Mistress Anna walked around behind Madison, grabbed her chair, and turned it ninety degrees to face Natalie.  She then walked around behind Natalie and turned her chair ninety degrees to face Madison.  She then pushed Natalie's chair forward until the girls' knees touched.

Next, Mistress Anna knelt down and loosened the tether connecting Natalie's wrists to the bottom rung of the chair.  She didn't untie it completely, she just gave it a little slack.  She then went around behind Madison and loosened her tether as well.

"Your exercise now," Mistress Anna said, standing up and unbuckling the ring gag behind Madison's head, "will be to demonstrate what you saw in the videos with each other."  After she dropped Madison's ring gag to the ground, she walked around behind Natalie and unbuckled hers as well.  "I know you were watching closely.  Your eyes were glued to the screen the entire time.  So you have plenty of ideas for how to proceed.

"Now, since this is the first time," Mistress Anna went on, "you may do it with your eyes open or with them closed.  The goal right now is to lose all pretenses.  To tap deep into your primal roots and feel the connection you can have with another girl.  Let yourself go.  Get lost in exploring another girl's mouth and in the sensation of her mouth on yours.  This is what is most important.  Now lean forward and kiss."

Madison felt her heart pound.  While she was genuinely curious about what it would be like to kiss another girl, she definitely didn't want to be doing it with Natalie.  She couldn't think of a more horrible person on earth to do this with.  In fact, she thought it might actually ruin the experience of kissing a girl altogether.  But she knew she didn't have a choice.  If she'd learned anything over the past day and a half, it was that she'd better do what Mistress Anna said, or suffer terrible consequences.  So she leaned forward, praying Natalie would do the same and not be a bitch about it.

Natalie's heart was pounding too.  She couldn't do this... not with fucking Madison!  But she also knew that she shouldn't disobey an order from Mistress Anna.  The sensation of being tightly tied up on the ground yesterday - and especially of having her mouth strapped to Madison's pussy while she pissed down her throat - was seared deeply into her memory.  Feeling her stomach rising up into her throat with disgust, she slowly began to lean forward.  Maybe if she closed her eyes and pretended it was someone else - even a boy - she could get through it.

Madison saw Natalie leaning forward.  Thank God.  She knew Natalie didn't want to do this either, so they were in the same boat.  They just had to suck it up and get through this.  She saw Natalie close her eyes and hover there, her lips slightly parted.  For a split second, Madison thought maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.  For once, Natalie didn't look pissed off and hateful.  Maybe it was because her eyes were closed.  In any case, Madison tried to push all her disgust for Natalie aside and pretend that the girl in front of her was okay with this.  She had to.  She didn't have a choice.

Natalie sat there, trying to clear her head of anything and everything.  'This isn't happening,' she told herself.  'This isn't really happening.'  And then she felt soft, warm lips pressing against her own.  The sensation jolted her back to reality, and her instinct was to pull away, but she fought it.  'Suck it up, Natalie!  Fucking suck it up!' she told herself.

It was gross.  She was aware that it was another girl's mouth.  And she tried, desperately, with every fiber of her being, to block out who that mouth belonged to.  It was just a mouth.  Just some lips.  They could be anybody's.  And after a second or two, she realized it actually wasn't that bad.  She couldn't believe she was thinking this, but she had to.  She had to in order to avoid an even more terrible fate.

"Gooood," Mistress Anna said slowly.  "Feel her lips on yours.  Press back into them.  Caress them."

Natalie felt her anxiety beginning to return.  She was doing okay when it was quiet and she could concentrate.  She'd almost been successful in blocking out the fact that it was another girl she was kissing.  But now Mistress fucking Anna had to come in and fucking remind her of it!

"Focus particularly on her femininity," Mistress Anna went on.  "Feel the softness of her lips, the tenderness of her kiss.  Your bodies are constantly teeming with hormones that ignite your sexual impulses.  Feel them.  Let them surge and course through you as you feel her lips caressing yours."

Natalie was struggling hard now.  She was being pulled back to the disgusting reality she'd been desperately trying to avoid.  Why did she have to focus on this?  This was sick!  She was trying to block out Mistress Anna's words, but they just kept going.  Kissing a girl was wrong!  It was wrong!  Why did she have to keep focusing on that?!

Madison, on the other hand, was almost shocked at how well this was going.  They might actually get through this exercise - or whatever you wanted to call it - without any adverse consequences.  Sure, after watching all those videos, this definitely wasn't what she imagined her first kiss with a girl would be like, but it really wasn't that terrible either.  She could just simply pretend that it was one of the girls in the videos and she might actually be able to enjoy herself!

"Feel her feminine energy," Mistress Anna went on as the girls awkwardly pressed their lips together.  "Feel her arousal at your touch.  Picture her nipples tightening and hardening.  Picture her pussy moistening and flowing with wetness for you.  All because of your lips on hers.  Feel her female arousal and let it flow into you.  Let it arouse you and turn you on."

Natalie felt her stomach rising to her throat again.  She didn't know how much more of this she could take.  She simply couldn't concentrate.  All this 'female' shit was grossing her out.  She just couldn't get past it.

Mistress Anna noticed the blonde's expression was changing.  Her face was tensing up and her lips were tightening.  This would not do.  "I see one of you is not trying very hard," Mistress Anna said, not specifying which one.  "So you must take it to the next level.  Open your mouths.  Kiss deeper, and use your tongues."

Madison began to panic, thinking it was she who was not trying hard enough.  She opened her mouth wider, spreading her lips across the other girl's mouth, and began to push her tongue forward.

That did it.  Natalie couldn't take it anymore.  She immediately backed up and spit, trying to rid her mouth of the disgusting slime from Madison's tongue.

Mistress Anna shook her head and pulled out a miniature radio from her pocket.  "Ladies, assistance please," she said simply.

Almost immediately, Natalie realized what she'd done.  Her body went cold as ice.  It felt like her heart stopped.  Oh shit.  No, no... this couldn't be happening.

Less than ten seconds later, two large women entered the room.  Both were wearing toolbelts that contained various accessories, and each was carrying a toolbox.  With a slight nod from Mistress Anna in the direction of the blonde, the women set to work, one of them unbuckling the blonde's legs from the chair, the other keeping hold of her arms.

"She is a stubborn one, so I think we're going to have to chicken wing her," Mistress Anna said simply.

Natalie's heart began to race as she felt the women lifting her up.  Chicken wing?  What the fuck did that mean?  "No, no, please!" Natalie begged.  "Please don't!  I'll be good, I promise!  Please let me go, PLEASE!"

Mistress Anna was down in front of Madison, unclasping the girl's legs.  "One day, you will learn," she said, addressing the blonde.  "But today is not that day."  

Mistress Anna then grabbed a hold of the waistband of the brunette's panties and began to pull them downward.  "Up," she said, simply, and the brunette lifted her hips.  Mistress Anna then rolled the panties down the girl's legs and off her feet.

"Please, PLEEEEEASE!" Natalie shrieked, halfway between a beg and a raging scream.

By now the women had bound the girl's breasts with several layers of rope, squeezing and compressing them while tying it off behind her back and underneath her arms.  They had also placed a crotch rope around her waist, with a double rope running up between her panty-covered pussy lips, finished off with several more layers of rope around her waist.  Once that was done, they picked her up and placed her flat on her stomach.

Mistress Anna knelt down in front of the blonde, who looked like she might burst into tears or into a rage.  She was probably deciding which one to do, Mistress Anna thought, smiling.  

Mistress Anna looked down at the panties in her hand, turning them inside out.  The crotch was still damp, slimy, and warm.  Then she looked back up at the blonde.  When the girl opened her mouth to scream again, Mistress Anna shoved the panties into her mouth, crotch first.

The girl, of course, struggled, so Mistress Anna held the back of her head with one hand while she continued shoving the panties into her mouth with the other.  The girl continued to scream, but her voice was significantly muffled now.  Mistress Anna then looked up at one of the women.  "Tape, please," she said.

One of the women stopped what she was doing and pulled a roll of duct tape from her belt.  She pulled open a long piece and stretched it across the blonde girl's mouth, holding the panties in place.  She then handed the roll to Mistress Anna and then began gathering up the girl's hair, twisting it up into a bun and securing it with a hair tie.  She then assisted Mistress Anna in wrapping the roll of tape several times around the girl's head, pushing the panties deeper and tighter into her mouth with each wrap.  She then tore the tape off and went back to her work.

Mistress Anna looked up and saw that one of the women was working on the girl's arms while the other worked on her legs.  The one on her legs bent the girl's legs back, then crossed her ankles together, winding several layers of rope around them, cinching them securely.  She then began binding the girl's calf to her thigh, just past her knee, cinching it off, then again lower, binding her lower shin just above her ankle to her upper thigh.  Then she did the same to the other leg.

Natalie grunted and growled as she felt her legs bound up tightly.  She couldn't kick, but she could move her thighs from side to side.  However, when she did, she was made aware of the tight ropes running between her pussy lips and up her ass crack, giving her a terrible wedgie.  She wanted to scream.  She wanted to cry.  She wanted to beg.  But she had a feeling it was a bit late for that now.

Natalie grunted again as she felt ropes just below her elbows, tightening around her arms, putting heavy strain on her shoulders and upper back.  She remembered this from yesterday, when they bound her arms behind her back, and dreaded what they were going to do to her today.  But she couldn't fight it.  Not now.  She was already too tightly bound.

She grunted again, feeling her elbows being pulled closer and closer together.  Fucking hell, this felt tighter than yesterday!  She groaned loudly as she felt her shoulders and back strain even more.  This was terribly uncomfortable, but next she felt a rope winding around her arms just above her elbows as well, pulling her upper arms together.  FUCK!  This fucking hurt!  She groaned loudly as she felt even tighter and even more restrictive strain on her shoulders and upper back as her elbows nearly touched.  Her heart began to sink as she felt that rope being cinched off.  Already she yearned for some relief, and she knew she wasn't going to get it anytime soon.

This was horrible, and worse than yesterday.  She didn't know what Mistress Anna was going to do to her from here, but she figured the bondage was at least done.  But she was wrong.

Just when Natalie was starting to wonder what this 'chicken wing' thing was, she felt her arms being bent up behind her at the elbow, sliding her wrists up to the small of her back.  She screamed through her gag at the strain it created and tried to flatten her arms back out again, but then felt a tugging on something connected to her rope bra at her upper back and found that it had been threaded through her bound wrists and then back up through the ropes at her upper back.  

She tried to fight it, but found the rope being pulled tighter and tighter until it was cinched off.  Now when she tried to pull, she found it only intensified the strain on her already squeezed breasts.  She panicked as her arms were stuck in place, now having absolutely no movement of them whatsoever, and having to endure an unbelievably intense strain on her shoulders, elbows, and upper back.  She now realized with an icy jolt that her elbows were sticking up behind her back, resembling chicken wings.

Just about the only thing she could move on her body were her thighs at her hips.  Their movement made her aware of the ropes through her crotch, but at least she could focus on this freedom of movement and not on the painfully restrictive bondage of her arms.  And that's when she felt some tugging at the ropes just behind her knees that held her calves to her thighs on either side of her.  She then felt her thighs being pulled open and the rope pulling up to her rope bra at the side of her ribcage.  This was pulled further and further on either side, spreading her thighs wide apart.  These ropes were cinched off at her sides, and once again she found that when she tried to close her thighs, it only pulled and squeezed her breasts tighter.  They were now stuck, spread wide apart.

Madison was nearly in shock at the sight before her.  Her entire body was tight and tense as she looked at the strained, contorted body of Natalie on the floor.  Madison simply couldn't imagine what she must be feeling.  Her arms must be in horrible pain, twisted up into a position nowhere close to natural.  Her legs were spread open and her heels were up against her butt cheeks.  She looked absolutely miserable.  The only thing she could move was her neck, and even that had a bunch of tape around it, which held Madison's wet panties in her mouth.  Madison thanked every deity she could think of that she was still sitting in a chair with only her arms bound behind her.

Madison felt terrible.  Yes, she hated Natalie, but this was going too far.  All Natalie could do was huff and grunt through her gag.  She was being tortured.  Tortured!  For what?  For refusing to kiss her?  This was crazy!

And then Madison's eyes widened further when she saw one of the women tie another rope around the back of the rope bra at Natalie's upper back and pull it back and up through the cinching of her ankles.  She heard Natalie squeal as the woman pulled hard and lifted Natalie's chest off the ground as her back arched backward into a crescent.  Madison couldn't imagine what that must be doing to Natalie's arms and back.  She winced as she listened to Natalie squealing over and over again.

While this woman was pulling the rope tighter and tighter, bending the blonde's back more and more and lifting her chest higher and higher off the ground, the other woman pulled Natalie's hair out from the bun and began gathering it up.  She first pulled it back tight, tying it into a ponytail, then moved down about two inches and tied it off again, then again another two inches down, and so on, until Natalie had one long tightly bound strip of hair.

The first woman cinched off the rope curving Natalie's back, keeping her in this incredibly strained, back-bent hogtie.  She next grabbed another smaller length of rope, one end of which she tied around the taut rope that connected Natalie's rope bra to her ankles.  The other end she began tucking under the ropes that ran up between Natalie's butt cheeks and pulled tight, causing a loud squeal from Natalie.  She pulled the end back up and tied it off, stretching Natalie's crotch rope up to the one connecting her rope bra to her ankles.  Madison, her eyes bulging wide, could see Natalie's crotch rope being pulled up several inches above her ass.  She couldn't imagine how tight it must be against the poor girl's pussy.

The woman holding Natalie's hair finished binding it and then pulled it back, pulling Natalie's head up and back, in full view of Madison and Mistress Anna.  She then began to tie the end of the rope around the vertical rope that connected Natalie's stretched crotch rope to the horizontal one arching her back.  When she was done and let go, Natalie squealed again, grunting horribly.  Her head was now bent back, connected to her already tightly strained crotch rope.  The strain was already incredibly intense, and whenever she wanted to relax her neck muscles, which was constant, she would pull tighter on her crotch rope.  

Natalie now had absolutely no movement anywhere on her body except for the muscles in her face, and her toes, which were constantly stretching out and curling tightly.  Beyond that, there were several parts of her body straining already - her legs and her neck, and each time she tried to lessen the strain, she pulled tighter on her breasts and crotch rope respectively.

Natalie's face was a contorted mess - her brows twisted and furrowed tensely, her mouth stretched wide by the tape and panty gag.  She winced every few seconds, her face twisting up even more, her upper lip curling back to show her entire top row of teeth, and her eyes squeezed shut, sometimes for several seconds at a time.  She also stretched her jaw wide every few seconds, looking like she was attempting to push Madison's panties out of her mouth with her tongue.  But there was absolutely no chance of that happening with the several layers of duct tape keeping them in place.

She was also constantly grunting and squealing, feeling tight pressure on her tits every time she tried to close her legs, and incredibly tight pressure on her crotch every time she tried to relax her neck.  She looked utterly miserable.

Madison, looking at the pathetic form of Natalie below her, instinctively stretched her legs out and her arms, grateful that she was able to do so.  She saw Natalie watching her as she did this, and immediately saw Natalie's face twist up in agony as her toes stretched apart as far as they were able.

The large women then collected their things and stood up.  One of them unclipped a black riding crop from her belt and held it out to Mistress Anna, who took it.

"Thank you ladies, that will be all," Mistress Anna said.

With that, the women turned and left, closing the door behind them.

Mistress Anna then squatted down in front of Natalie, looked at her twisting and contorting face, and smiled.  "My God, you are beautiful," she said, reaching up to gently caress the blonde's stretched face.  The girl winced at her touch, but otherwise moved not a single muscle.

Mistress Anna's eyes drifted over the intensely restricted form of the beautiful teen and felt a delicious stirring in her loins, especially as she listened to the girl's constant grunts and squeals.  This truly was a beautiful and deeply erotic work of art before her.  She knew there were hidden cameras all over the room and she looked forward to this evening when she would be able to review some of this footage in the privacy of her own bedroom and get some proper relief.

Mistress Anna knew she was in exquisite agony and was having trouble concentrating on anything else.  Gently, she cupped the girl's face in her hands and leaned close.  "Shhhhhhhhh," she whispered.  "Shhhhhhh, shhhhhh.  Look at me."

Slowly, gradually, the girl stopped grunting and looked Mistress Anna in the eye.

"Good girl," Mistress Anna said.  "I know you are in a lot of stress right now, but you must listen to me."  She paused.  The girl stayed still and kept her eyes on her.

"You realize why you are in this state right now, don't you?" Mistress Anna said softly.  "It is because you continue to resist.  Which means you have not been paying attention.  You continue to let your social conditioning control you.

"You must understand the girl over there is not your enemy.  I am not your enemy.  On the contrary, I am trying to set you free.  Do you know who your enemy is?  You.  You fight this attraction to girls when you know, deep down, you have it.  I have proven it to you.  You enjoy watching them kiss.  You enjoy their intimacy."

Mistress Anna gently ran her fingertips across the duct tape in the center of Natalie's open mouth.  "Do you enjoy tasting her?" she asked, smiling wickedly.  "I know you can.  I know that every time you stretch your mouth, your tongue is pushing against her juices.  The juices she produced while watching girls kiss.  The juices she produced while kissing you.  I hope you are enjoying them against your tongue.  Because the sooner you do - the sooner you realize your true nature - the sooner your agony will end.

"You see," Mistress Anna went on, "you don't realize it, but you are in mental bondage.  You have been for your entire life.  Your physical bondage now is only a reflection of that mental bondage.  It takes work to undo it.  A lot of work.  And when you begin to do that mental work, your body will reflect that as well."

Mistress Anna stayed there for several more long seconds, looking into the girl's eyes and face, watching her struggle with her physical state as well as what Mistress Anna had just told her.  Watching her brows furrowing deeper, her face muscles twitching and wincing, and her jaw stretching at such close proximity was deepening Mistress Anna's arousal with each passing second, and she knew she'd better get to her feet before it got any stronger.

Mistress Anna stood up and walked over to the chair Natalie had been in.  She picked it up and set it down next to the chair Madison was in.  She sat down and placed a hand gently on the brunette's thigh.

"She can't move an inch, can she?" Mistress Anna said, turning to look at the brunette.

Madison's heart pounded.  Why was Mistress Anna talking to her?  Still, she knew she shouldn't ignore her question.  She shook her head.

Mistress Anna smiled.  "It looks like she's in quite a bit of agony, doesn't it?"

Madison nodded.

"You see how wide her thighs are spread?" Mistress Anna asked.

Madison nodded, her heart pounding harder.

"She wants to close them desperately, I can assure you," Mistress Anna said.  "But every time she tries, it pulls on the ropes binding her tits and squeezes them harder.  Look now," she said, pointing.

Sure enough, Madison could see the ropes tightening and compressing and squeezing Natalie's breasts.  Her heart pounded harder and her entire body tensed.

"Her neck is also pulled back very far, can you see?" Mistress Anna said.

Madison nodded, wincing again as she looked at Natalie's twisted, wincing face.

"Her hair is tied to her crotch rope, so every time she tries to relax the muscles in her neck, it pulls the ropes tighter against her pussy," Mistress Anna said.

Madison felt her body tensing tighter and tighter.

"And look at the way her arms are bound.  My God.  I can't imagine, can you?" Mistress Anna said.

Madison swallowed dryly and shook her head.

"How long do you think she'll be able to endure this?" Mistress Anna asked.

Madison was stunned.  She had no idea.  She knew she wouldn't be able to endure it for even two minutes, and it had already been at least that long.  "I... I don't know," she stammered.

"I don't either," Mistress Anna said.  "But she certainly isn't going to get out of it by herself, is she?"

Madison shook her head, her heart racing.  Was this some kind of sick test?  What was Mistress Anna getting at?  The longer Madison stared at the poor, twisted form of Natalie, the more uncomfortable she became.

"No, she's not," Mistress Anna confirmed.  "I guess that means she's going to stay like that as long as I want her to, doesn't it?"

Madison felt her chest tighten as she nodded.

"Do you think she is learning a lesson right now?" Mistress Anna asked.

Madison's heart was pounding as she nodded.  She certainly fucking hoped so!  She couldn't bear to see Natalie's face twisting and contorting so much, her jaw stretching wide over and over, then biting down hard on her gag.  Anyone would have learned this lesson by now!

"Yes, but she is stubborn, isn't she?" Mistress Anna said.  "What do you think is a reasonable amount of time for her?" Mistress Anna asked.  "Most people probably couldn't endure this for longer than fifteen minutes or so.  Should I leave her like this for twenty minutes?  Thirty minutes?  An hour?  How long do you think it will take for someone as stubborn as her to get the message?"

Madison's throat went dry.  Surely she wouldn't leave her like this for an hour!  That's beyond cruel!  Madison couldn't stand it anymore.  She knew she shouldn't disagree with Mistress Anna, so she proposed the shortest amount of time Mistress Anna indicated.  "M... Maybe t-twenty minutes?" she suggested.

Mistress Anna laughed.  "You are very lenient," she finally said.  "And that is why you are where you are and I am where I am."

Natalie's face was beginning to sweat from the strain, and her facial expressions were only growing more pained.

"I think I would like to play with her first," Mistress Anna said, holding up the riding crop and smacking it down into her palm.  "Because I don't believe she has gotten the message yet.  I think she needs a bit more persuading."

Mistress Anna then stood up and walked in front of the contorted, hogtied girl and looked down at her.  "Your bondage is tight, but it is not enough," she said.  "You are so locked into your social conditioning, you need more incentive to break out of it."

With that, Mistress Anna swung the riding crop and smacked it against one of the girl's tightly bound and compressed breasts.

"MMMMMMMNNNNNNGGGH!!" Natalie squealed, her legs and neck tensing and pulling tighter on her bonds.

"Focus," Mistress Anna said, now swatting the other breast.  "Focus on letting go.  Free your mind.  Undo the lifetime of conditioning society has forced upon you."  She swatted the girl's tits over and over, eliciting sharp squeals from the girl as her body jerked almost imperceptibly.

"FOCUS!" Mistress Anna said, walking around and swatting the arches of the girl's feet over and over.

"MMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGHHHH!!  MMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNN-HNNNNN-HNNNNNNN-HNNNNNNNNNGGGHHHH!!" the girl wailed, pulling and straining on her bonds and barely even caring anymore.

Mistress Anna then walked between the girl's spread legs and began patting the girl's tightly strained crotch with the riding crop over and over.  "Focus now, focussss..." Mistress Anna said, gradually increasing the intensity of the swats.

For several minutes, Mistress Anna alternated between swatting the bound girl's breasts, feet, and crotch, watching her attempt to squirm and listening to her strained, pained squeals.  As she walked around the girl, focusing on each part of her body, she could feel moisture seeping into her panties.  She was really going to enjoy her private evening time tonight.

Madison sat tensely, watching the scene before her as she squeezed her legs together tightly, her own face twisting up in agony.  It was almost surreal to watch Natalie there, twisted up, unable to move a muscle, as she was swatted again and again by Mistress Anna's riding crop.  Natalie's breasts, feet, and crotch were all prominently exposed to Mistress Anna and she couldn't do a single thing about it.  She simply had to lay there, twisted into that horrible position, and endure whatever Mistress Anna wanted to do to her.  Madison simply couldn't imagine the torture the poor girl must be feeling.

With a shock, Madison realized she was actually feeling sympathy for the girl she hated more than anyone else in the world.  This was... weird, to say the least.  She knew she shouldn't be feeling this.  This was Natalie fucking Kimball!  She hated her!  But... this was... this was just... wrong.  It was all wrong.  And she didn't know why.

By the time Mistress Anna tired of swatting the girl, Natalie was a pathetic mess.  Her tits, face, and feet were all red.  She had tears, snot, and drool all running down her face.  She was sobbing and huffing through her gag, almost straining for breath.  She looked like she might pass out.

"Whew!" Mistress Anna said, slightly out of breath herself as she sat down.  "This job can get exhausting sometimes."  She then turned to Madison.  "What do you think?" she said.

Madison tensed nervously.  Think about what?

"Do you think she got the message?" Mistress Anna said.

Madison nodded, a bit more emphatically this time.

Mistress Anna furrowed her brows, then turned and looked at the sobbing, huffing, grunting mess of a girl on the floor.  "Hmmm," she said.  "She does seem miserable, doesn't she?  Quite a bit more so than before."

Madison nodded.

Mistress Anna got back up and knelt down in front of the sobbing, tightly bound girl.  "Well?" she said, looking at the girl, holding her chin between her thumb and forefinger.  "Have you considered what I said?"

Natalie just continued sniveling and grunting, tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes.

"I didn't hear an answer," Mistress Anna said.  She listened hard.  Then, amidst all the grunting and huffing, she thought she made out a barely perceptible, 'mm-hmm.'

"If I release you," Mistress Anna said, "you will do the mental work, yes?"

Again, a barely perceptible, "Mm-hmmn."

"You will begin to undo your social conditioning and tap into your deep roots of love and sexual attraction toward other girls?"

"Mm-hmmn."

"I should hope so," Mistress Anna said.  "Because if you don't, I shall very much enjoy manipulating your body into ways that will get the message across much more effectively."

Natalie just huffed and sniveled, her eyelids getting lower.  She looked barely conscious.

"Very well," Mistress Anna said.  

With that, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a box cutter.  She slid the blade into view and first cut the rope connecting Natalie's hair to her crotch rope, then the ones connecting her feet to her rope bra.  Natalie's face fell on the floor with a thud.  Next, Mistress Anna cut the rope bending Natalie's elbows up and allowed her to straighten them out.  She next cut the ropes binding her arms together, but leaving the connection on her wrists.  Natalie's arms now went limp against her back.  

Mistress Anna then cut the ropes connecting Natalie's spread thighs to her rope bra, and then the ones holding her calves to her thighs.  She still left her ankles tied, however.  Next, she very carefully cut the tape behind Natalie's neck, and pulled it off from around her face.  Madison's soggy panties came out of her mouth, followed by a thick strand of saliva which stretched to them from her mouth.

Finally, Mistress Anna cut Natalie's rope bra, and then her crotch rope.  She pulled all the ropes away, then picked up Madison's panties and began pulling them from the tape gag.

Natalie now lay limp against the floor, panting heavily.  The only parts of her body that were still bound were her wrists behind her back and her ankles.  She was completely motionless, save for the heavy rising and falling of her back as she caught her breath.

Mistress Anna opened up Madison's panties, completely soggy with Natalie's spit, and knelt down in front of the brunette.  "Let's put these back on, shall we?" she said.

Madison realized she should be utterly grossed out by the soggy, wet panties Mistress Anna held out in front of her, but she was so dazed by everything she'd just seen, she didn't have time or the mental capacity to do anything other than what Mistress Anna asked.  So she lifted one foot, then the other, feeling the wet sliminess sliding up her legs.

"Up," Mistress Anna said when she got past Madison's knees, and the girl obediently lifted her ass off the seat.  Mistress Anna then slid the panties all the way up over the girl's hips.

It was then that Madison cringed, feeling the sopping wet panties, soaked with Natalie's saliva, covering her crotch and ass.  She was disgusted, but knew better than to say anything about it.  Especially considering what she'd just seen.

"Well," Mistress Anna said, standing up again.  "We've got much more to do, but I think I'm going to take a break.  I'll be back shortly."

With that, she turned and walked out the door, closing it behind her.

Natalie, still panting and trying to catch her breath, was vaguely aware of the door closing.  In the back of her mind, she knew Mistress Anna was gone.  She knew she only had her wrists and her ankles tied.  She knew she should try something.  Anything.  She had to get out of here.

But when she tried to move, nothing happened.  She was utterly and completely exhausted.  Her muscles simply wouldn't do what she was trying to tell them to do.  She couldn't get up - not even if she wanted to.  She couldn't do anything but lie there and catch her breath.

But was she really trying?  Was she really too tired to move?  In the fog of her mind, she realized that even if she did, what would be the point?  Where would she go?  What would she do?  And more importantly, what would happen to her if she was caught?  With a slow, depressing weight falling on her, she knew that she was slowly accepting her fate.  She was just going to be here.  For as long as Mistress Anna wanted her to be.  But she didn't have to like it.  Did she?  She didn't know what to think anymore.

Madison, too, was left with her thoughts.  She was still reeling from everything she'd just seen.  She felt bad for Natalie lying there on the floor, but somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered whether Natalie was really going to change or not.  Would she disobey again the next time Mistress Anna asked her to do something she didn't want to do?  Would her anger now be directed at Mistress Anna instead of herself?  Did Natalie still hate her?  Did she still hate Natalie?

As Madison sat there wondering about all this, she realized she wasn't gagged and neither was Natalie.  It was the only time neither of them were gagged when Mistress Anna wasn't around.  Should she try and say something?  What would she say?  Should she express sympathy?  Should she try and encourage Natalie to do what Mistress Anna said?  Should she try and get Natalie to get up and get them out of this mess so they could escape?  She didn't know what to think.

After several more minutes passed, Mistress Anna came back into the room.  Madison received a jolt when she heard the door opening, but Natalie barely seemed to register it.

"Ah, right where I left both of you," Mistress Anna said, smiling.  "Very good."

Madison swallowed dryly, her insides swirling.  She wondered what was going to happen next.

"I'm sure both of you are quite hungry, seeing as it's well past lunch time," Mistress Anna said.  "How about it?  Would you like some food?"

Madison nodded, trying not to seem too eager.  She was famished.  Natalie just continued to lay there.

Mistress Anna spoke into her radio, ordering food for the girls.  Less than five minutes later, two women walked into the room, each of them carrying a plate of food and a bowl of water.  They set the plates down on the floor and left.

Mistress Anna then untethered Madison from the chair and allowed her to kneel down in front of the plate.  She pushed Natalie's plate and bowl close to the girl's face on the floor, but Natalie barely moved.

"Come on now," Mistress Anna said, wrapping her arms around the limp girl's waist and lifting her to her knees.  "You must be hungry.  It is important that you eat."

Grudgingly, Natalie propped herself up on her knees and looked down at the food.  She was terribly hungry, and slowly, she bent down and began to eat.

When the food and water was gone, Mistress Anna had more women come in and take the plates away.  No sooner had those women left than two more came in, this time carrying bags full of equipment.

"Now for our next activity," Mistress Anna said, as one woman walked over to Madison and the other to Natalie, setting their bags down and opening them.  

The first thing the women pulled out were ring gags, which they promptly placed into each girl's mouth, buckling them tightly behind their heads.  Neither girl resisted.  These, however, were special ring gags that contained small metal loops and grooves along the sides that neither girl was aware of.

Next, the women pulled out long, thick straps from the bags.  One of them walked over to a closet in the room, opened it, and pulled out a tall ladder.  She set it up in the middle of the room, just behind where the chairs were, and the other woman took the straps and climbed up the ladder, hooking them into a steel eyelet in the ceiling.  The two straps now dangled down to about shoulder-height.

Each woman went back to her respective girl and began to hoist them upright.  They carried Madison and Natalie over to where the straps were and told them to stand still.  The girls complied.

One woman then pulled out another long strap from her bag, this one containing a buckle.  The other woman turned Madison and Natalie to face each other while the first woman wrapped the strap around both girls' waists.  She threaded the end through the buckle and pulled tight, causing the girls' bodies to press together.

Madison gasped, feeling Natalie's body press into her own.  She felt the warmth of Natalie's hips, stomach, and ribcage pressing into her.  It was the closest she had ever physically been to the girl she hated.  She even felt her breasts press gently into Natalie's, and the sensation surprised her.  They were soft and warm, and she wondered whether she actually thought it felt nice.

"Part of ridding yourself of society's conditioning is to understand the importance of intimacy between girls," Mistress Anna said.  "The warmth of their bodies.  The softness.  Ideally, you would have explored this a bit more during your first night together, but that did not happen.  So you will experience it now."

Each woman then grabbed a piece of rope and one went behind Madison while the other went behind Natalie.  First, they unbound the girls' wrists and pulled off the leather arm pouches.  Then, they began tying the ropes to one of the girls' wrists - one rope to Natalie's left wrist and the other to Madison's right wrist, while leaving a long end dangling from each one.

Next, each woman grabbed the end of the rope and walked around, pulling each girl's wrist around and behind the other girl's back, while grabbing the free wrist of the other girl, and pulling it around to tie the end of the rope to it.  This had the effect of causing both girls to embrace, their arms wrapped snugly around each other's bodies.  

The women pulled the ropes firm, causing the girls' chests to crush together as their embrace tightened.  While both Madison and Natalie felt the ropes pulling on their wrists, they had the option of mitigating this by tightening their embrace with their arms.  It was a matter of which they would rather endure - a tight embrace with the girl already pressed to her, or an uncomfortable rope pulling tightly on her wrist.

One woman then went back to her bag and produced something that looked truly strange to the teen girls.  It was something that appeared to be made of rubber or latex, and when the woman unfolded it, it looked like a gigantic pair of underwear with four leg holes.

The woman then came back to the girls and, with the assistance of the other woman, placed each girl's legs into each of the four holes in the 'underwear.'  They began to pull the 'underwear' up the girls' legs when they were stopped by Mistress Anna.

"Hold on, ladies," Mistress Anna said.  "We can't forget these."  With that, she reached between the girls' hips and slipped a small, curved plastic device into a small pouch in the front of each girl's panties.  "Okay, you may proceed," Mistress Anna said.

Natalie and Madison could feel something gently resting against the front of their vulvas, but couldn't quite tell what it was.  They then felt the rubber 'panties' being pulled up their thighs, feeling ever tighter the higher up they went.

The women had to stretch open the backs of the panties to get it over the girls' butts, and when they finally had them up and let go, the material closed in, pressing the girls' hips tightly together.

Next, the women reached up and grabbed the straps dangling from the ceiling and pulled down on them, clipping them to small metal rings on the sides of the single pair of panties the girls shared.  This took a bit of weight off the girls' feet, making them feel lighter.  It was surprisingly comfortable.

"Now for the final touch," Mistress Anna said.

One of the women produced a pair of small, thin chains that almost looked like they could have been made from necklaces.  She walked up to Natalie and clipped one of the chains to one of the small rings on the side of her ring gag.  She then walked around and clipped the other chain to the other side.  She then walked around behind Madison, next to the other woman.

The woman already behind Madison picked up the chains dangling from Natalie's ring gag and began pulling them forward, bringing the girls' faces closer.  The other woman grabbed Madison's head, tilting it slightly to the side.  The woman pulled on Natalie's chains until the girls' mouths met, their ring gags touching.

The woman holding Madison's head in place then let go and produced a pair of small but very strong titanium clips.  She carefully pulled the girls' lips back and placed the clips around their ring gags on each side, sliding the clips into grooves on the ring gags.  The girls' gags were now securely locked together.  The woman then disconnected the chains from the blonde's ring gag and placed them back into the bag.

Madison felt strange being so closely connected to Natalie like this.  Even after all she'd seen Natalie go through, she still hated the girl - at least she thought she did - and on some level was definitely grossed out being pressed to her so tightly and intimately.  Their mouths being connected was the worst part.  It was one thing having to kiss her right after having watched all those video clips, when she was already worked up and could close her eyes to pretend she was kissing someone else, but now it very much felt like she was connected to Natalie Kimball.

But beyond that, she really wasn't really uncomfortable at all.  With the straps from the ceiling taking some weight off her feet, she knew this wasn't going to hurt if she was left like this for a long time, unlike yesterday.  (Although she hoped she wouldn't be left pressed to Natalie like this for very long.)  It was also strange feeling the warmth and softness of Natalie's bare midsection and breasts pressed against her, and not really unpleasant at all.  Was it actually... pleasant?  She didn't know if she'd go that far... yet.

Natalie was just exhausted.  She was grossed out being pressed against Madison's fat stomach and tits, and especially having her mouth locked against hers like this, but what could she do?  Her muscles still ached terribly from being bound so tightly in that hogtie, she didn't really care much about anything anymore.  She had to admit though, it was a nice relief not having her arms bound tightly behind her... even if they were wrapped around Madison's disgusting body.

"Thank you ladies, that will be all," Mistress Anna said to the women.  They packed up the rest of their things and left.

Mistress Anna then slowly walked up to the bound girls locked in an embrace.

"As I mentioned earlier," Mistress Anna said, continuing as if there hadn't been at least an hour gap between her last speech and now, "you are both at an age where your hormones are coursing rapidly through your bodies.  You are craving human connection, human intimacy.

"What you must realize is that this intimacy you crave, at its most basic, fundamental level, is with another female.  Only she can provide you with the truest connection at the deepest levels of your being.

"Now we must get a bit deeper.  You are both very beautiful.  You are aware of that, I am certain.  You are also at odds with each other.  Why is that?  Why should two extraordinarily beautiful girls such as yourselves, be at odds with each other?  Why should you resent each other?

"Society has conditioned you to believe that it is competition that is the source of this resentment.  Competition for what?  For men.  This, you must understand, is false.  I understand you have competed for the attention of a boy.  I believe that is one of the core reasons why you were sent here.

"But now," Mistress Anna continued, her voice softening, "you must ask yourselves.  How much did this boy mean to you?  Truly ask yourselves.  Did you feel strongly toward him one way or another?  Or did you feel more strongly about how you would be seen by your female peers when you were with him?  I understand that one of you only got to him as a way to make the other jealous, is that right?

"The core of the matter is this: this boy was just a pawn, for both of you.  You know it.  You did not care for him anywhere near to the extent that you cared about how you would be seen by your female peers, whether to be praised by them or to make them jealous.  You and I both know it is true.  In fact, your jealousy toward each other far predates this boy, am I correct?"

Madison and Natalie both knew that was true.

"So again, I ask you," Mistress Anna continued, "why should you be at odds with each other?  Why should you be jealous of each other?  I will tell you.  Because jealousy and the accompanying anger is actually a mechanism used by people - especially girls - to conceal a deep attraction.

"Each of you knows, deep down, that the other is extremely beautiful.  You have also been taught by society that attraction to other girls is wrong.  But because you are unaware of this social conditioning, you do not blame society, you blame her.  You blame her for being beautiful, and you refuse to acknowledge your own attraction to her, so you become angry.  You direct your anger toward her because she is the one causing you to feel these things that society has taught you is wrong.

"That's why this is such an important exercise," Mistress Anna said, gently caressing each girl's shoulder and arm.  "You must feel her.  Feel her close to your body.  Feel her embrace.  Feel her warmth.  Feel her soft breasts - feel them rise and fall with her breathing.  Feel the warmth of her breath on your face... in your mouth.  Feel her lips," Mistress Anna said, gently caressing their cheeks, "touching yours."

Madison was surprised to find herself getting caught up in all this.  It was strange... the softness and warmth of Natalie's body against hers, the comfortable position of her body - even though she was restrained, the soothing tone of Mistress Anna's voice and the soft, gentle caresses of her hands... What was happening to her?

Natalie, on the other hand, was simply exhausted.  She was too tired to fight any of it.  Mistress Anna's words flowed all around her, but she wasn't trying to focus on them.  That didn't mean, however, that they weren't seeping into her head without her realizing it.

"Let your hormones go," Mistress Anna said.  "Let them course through your body as you feel the warmth and softness of the incredibly beautiful girl in your arms.  Let them become excited by this intimate touch, this intimate kiss.  There is nothing to be jealous of.  Remember, deep down, she is powerfully attracted to you.  The sooner you realize your own attraction for her, the sooner she will be comfortable expressing her attraction for you, and the stronger and more powerful your bond will become."

Mistress Anna then stood back and looked at the two girls.  It truly was a beautiful sight - two incredibly gorgeous teenage girls tied in a firm embrace, wearing a shared pair of panties that connected their hips, and their open mouths locked together in a sexy kiss.  How she wished she could just stand here forever and watch them like this.  But she knew it was more important for them to be alone.

"Well now, girls," Mistress Anna said, "I will leave you now.  Remember what I have said.  Pay close attention to each other's body.  To each other's breathing.  When you get the urge - and I can assure you you will - I strongly advise you to show further intimacy toward each other.  This includes caressing her with your fingers, using your feet to caress her feet and legs, and, especially, sliding your tongues into each other's mouths.  Your mouths are open for a reason - I suggest you make good use of it.  Caressing a beautiful girl's tongue with your own is one of the most sublime pleasures life has to offer."

With that, Mistress Anna smiled, then turned and walked out the door, closing it behind her.

They were alone.  Natalie waited for a minute, then two, then three.  Exhausted as she was, she hated having her mouth locked to Madison's like this.  So she pulled her head back.  But she only pulled Madison's head with her.  She pulled again, harder.  Again, Madison came with her, this time with a grunt.  She tried twisting her head to the side, only to twist Madison's head at an even sharper angle, causing her to squeal.

All this pulling and grunting was only causing both herself and Madison to breathe harder against and into each other.  This was pointless.  After only a couple minutes of this, she gave up.  She would just have to endure Madison's mouth locked to her own for however long Mistress Anna wanted them like this.

Madison, on the other hand, wasn't entirely surprised to see Natalie continuing to struggle.  It was apparently just who she was.  Whatever hangups she had, she just couldn't get past.  Either she was just dumb - unable to understand how pointless it was to try and fight all this, or her hatred for Madison ran all the way to her core.

Madison couldn't help thinking about that, and what Mistress Anna had said.  That jealousy was a way of masking attraction.  If Natalie really hated her this much, did that really mean that deep down, Natalie was really deeply attracted to her and just refused to admit it to herself?  Madison didn't know what to think anymore.  It really was a strange thought, but in a way, it did kind of make sense.

Madison began to re-examine her own hatred for Natalie.  What did she really hate about her anyway?  All she knew was that she just hated her - from as far back as she could remember.  She was always just this spoiled, entitled brat.  But there were lots of spoiled, entitled brats at school.  Why did she single out Natalie so much?

And then it hit her.  Natalie was the prettiest girl at school.  There was no contest.  Somehow, deep down, Madison just knew she was.  And she really couldn't stand the fact that someone so fucking gorgeous was so spoiled and got so much attention and was so popular.  It just made her sick.

So... did that mean that Mistress Anna was right?  Did she single Natalie out because she knew she was the prettiest girl and that she was actually, deep down, really attracted to her??  The thought gave Madison chills.  But she didn't know whether they were chills of disgust or chills of the knowledge that it was true.

Madison hated to admit it, but Mistress Anna was right about one thing - Natalie's boyfriend meant absolutely nothing to her.  Sure, he was cute in a conventional sense, and maybe that meant Madison should have been attracted to him, but she wasn't.  The only reason she flirted with him at all was to piss Natalie off.  It was definitely weird how accurate that part was.

And Madison couldn't deny that when Natalie had gone through the most intense torture, both yesterday and today, she actually felt bad for her.  Maybe she didn't hate her as much as she thought she did.  Maybe it really was just all in her head.  This was all so weird and confusing... she really didn't want to think about it anymore.

But Madison also couldn't deny that being pressed to Natalie's body like this was having an effect on her.  It was strangely comfortable being pressed to her like this.  Feeling Natalie's warm, bare skin against her felt really, really nice.  It was terribly intimate - especially feeling her naked breasts against her own.  The whole thing was just such a contrast to everything else they'd been through since they got here.  It was also a reminder that Natalie really was a flesh-and-blood human being, and Madison couldn't help but think there had to be some good in her.

Through all these thoughts, Madison was also very aware of Natalie's breathing.  She had to be - Natalie's breasts were pressed into her own and she could feel every time Natalie inhaled and exhaled.  She could also feel Natalie's breath from her nostrils blowing warmly on the side of her cheek.  And every now and then, there would be a warm blast of air from Natalie's mouth into her own.  All of it was another reminder that Natalie was a person - a human being.

With their mouths locked together like this, Madison couldn't help thinking about those videos they'd watched with all those girls kissing.  Throughout that entire viewing, she'd been able to forget where she was, and just let herself get caught up in the intimacy being displayed on the screen.  It was wonderful and it felt wonderful to become aroused like that, even though she was watching a bunch of girls.

Yes, it was embarrassing and humiliating when Mistress Anna reached into her panties and discovered how wet she was.  But she tried not to think about that.  Hell, even she was surprised at how much fluid she'd produced!  She didn't want to think about what it meant, she just wanted to remember how it felt.  She wanted to forget where she was again and just feel good.

And she realized that right now she could do that, if she really wanted to.  She was pressed to a beautiful girl, in a really comfortable manner, and her mouth was locked against her.  She could let herself go... she could make herself feel good.  But that meant that the other girl would know it too.  Natalie would know if Madison tried anything.  It's not like Natalie could do anything about it though... but still.  Could Madison live with the knowledge that Natalie knew she was trying to get intimate with her?  It was all so fucking confusing!

And then, Madison realized that she was gradually being weighed down.  What was happening?  It's like Natalie's body was going limp.  Madison realized that Natalie was breathing slower and deeper now too, and her eyelids were lowering.  Was she... actually falling asleep??

Sure enough, after a few seconds, Natalie jolted herself awake, trying to stay upright.  Then, a few seconds later, she would drift off again and go limp.  She did this several times, jolting herself awake and drifting off, until finally, she went completely limp.

Madison was slightly more uncomfortable now that Natalie was pulling on her body, and on her mouth, with all that dead weight.  But the straps from the ceiling supported Natalie's weight, and she couldn't help thinking this also left her with an interesting dilemma.  Now, if she tried something, she didn't have to worry about Natalie knowing about it... as long as she stayed asleep.  Could she... should she try something??

Madison wrestled with the idea for several minutes.  She wondered when Mistress Anna would be coming back, and how long Natalie would stay asleep.  God, it would be nice to get some relief.  But still... this felt weird.  She still knew it was Natalie she was tied to, and then there was the weird sense that she would be molesting her while she was unconscious.  But this was Natalie Kimball, so who the fuck cares?

The more time that went by, it became apparent to Madison that Mistress Anna wasn't coming back anytime soon.  She also realized that if she was going to try anything at all, she'd better do it before Natalie woke up or she'd lose her chance.  So she closed her eyes again and began replaying some of her favorite scenes from the video she watched earlier.

As she pictured beautiful girls slowly kissing and caressing each other, she focused on the warm skin pressed to her body, the soft breasts pressing into her own, and the warm breath heating up her mouth.  Slowly, she spread out her fingers and stretched them across Natalie's soft skin.  She focused on the slow, heavy breathing and let it arouse her.  Slowly, she pressed her hands into Natalie's flesh and gave her a gentle squeeze with her arms, pressing their bodies closer together and feeling her breasts crush tighter against her own.

She paused, waiting for any movement from Natalie.  So far, so good, Madison thought.  She focused on the girls in her head again, kissing slowly, breathing deeply, caressing softly.  She let Natalie breathe into her mouth and breathed back into hers.  Madison was surprised at how hot she became with that simple act.  She focused on their breasts compressing for several breaths and then gently pushed her hips forward toward Natalie's.

Madison felt a gentle pressure from whatever was in that pocket in the front of her panties against her clit.  God, that felt nice.  She breathed into Natalie's mouth again, squeezed her body gently, and pushed her hips forward just a little more.  God, she hoped Natalie would stay asleep forever.  This was going great!

Madison spent several minutes gently squeezing Natalie's body, pressing her hips forward, and breathing into Natalie's mouth, getting herself more and more worked up.  She was impressed that Natalie slept through all this - she must really be passed out hard!  This made Madison wonder how much she could get away with.

For several minutes now, Madison had been wondering whether she should go any further.  All this picturing in her head of girls kissing deeply got her wondering - could she get away with slipping her tongue into Natalie's mouth?  Would that wake Natalie up?  She knew one thing for certain though - it would definitely add to her pleasure and the realism of the fantasy she was trying to play out.  But God, if Natalie woke up, she didn't know if she'd be able to live with herself.  It would be humiliating beyond comprehension.

She told herself she would wait just two more minutes.  She'd gone this far and Natalie hadn't exhibited any signs of waking up.  She must be out pretty cold.  So for the next two minutes, Madison continued caressing Natalie's body, pressing her tits into her, and gyrating her hips slowly around in the shared panties.  She couldn't believe how much she was getting away with - and how hot all this was making her!

It had to have been two minutes by now, she thought.  Even if it hadn't, she couldn't wait any longer.  She let one long, gentle breath into Natalie's mouth, and then slowly slid her tongue forward.  She crept her way forward ever so slowly, and didn't feel anything.  Then she realized Natalie was passed out, so her tongue was probably further back.  She stretched her tongue further still, and finally felt the soft, moist surface of Natalie's tongue.

A strange tingling spread through her body as she felt it, but she knew she should remain still for a minute to see whether she'd woken Natalie up.  After the longest thirty seconds of her life, she was satisfied that Natalie was still asleep, as she continued her long, slow breathing.

Madison pushed her tongue forward further and licked gently across the surface of Natalie's tongue.  She couldn't help thinking how wild and crazy all this was, and how excited it made her that she was getting away with it.  There was something about the idea of doing this to Natalie without her knowing it that was wildly thrilling.  Holding the images in her head of beautiful girls locking lips and sliding their tongues together, she slid her tongue all the way into Natalie's mouth and pressed it against the girl's tongue while gently pushing her hips forward and stimulating her clit.

Woooooooooww, she thought as she exhaled deeply.  This was awesome.  She squeezed Natalie's body just a little more and pressed her tongue more fully against hers.  This was incredible.  If she could keep doing this for another few minutes, she actually thought she might be able to have an orgasm!

She couldn't get over how dirty and disgusting this was - licking Natalie's tongue, and pressing and grinding into her body while she was passed out.  And that only excited her more.  It was sick and depraved, and Natalie couldn't do a fucking thing about it.  She was going to have an orgasm right against Natalie's passed out body.  God, this was hot.

Madison stuck her tongue out further, shoving it to the back of Natalie's throat as she squeezed her tighter and thrust a little harder with her hips.  She wanted to moan - she wanted to moan so fucking bad, but she knew that was out of the question.  She began licking all around Natalie's mouth, spreading her saliva around, knowing that would disgust Natalie, as she ground her hips a little harder into her.  Oh God... fuck yes.  Just another minute... just one more minute of this and.....

The door opened with a loud click and Mistress Anna walked inside.  "So girls, how have you--" Mistress Anna began, then stopped.

An icy chill ran through Madison's body, and before she could react, she saw Natalie's eyes opening.  She immediately withdrew her tongue from Natalie's mouth, but she knew it was too late.

Natalie's body immediately tensed, and she shrieked so loud it nearly burst Madison's eardrums.  Natalie quickly began twisting, turning, and jerking, doing anything she could to extricate herself from this predicament, but nothing worked.

Madison's heart stopped.  She felt like she would die.  No, no, NO!  Why, WHY did this have to happen?!?

After about a minute of twisting, grunting, and pulling, Natalie gave up and began to sob.  She couldn't believe it.  What the fuck was Madison DOING to her??  Why was her fucking TONGUE in her mouth??  She was all kinds of sick, twisted, bitch!  And Natalie couldn't even get away from her.  She just had to stay stuck to her with her arms wrapped around her and her mouth locked to her.  Fuck!

"My, my, my!" Mistress Anna finally said when all the commotion had died down.  "Did I catch you two during an intimate moment?"

Madison's face was so hot she couldn't feel anything else.  In fact, it was her face, her neck, and her entire upper chest.  She didn't think she'd blushed so hard in her entire life... except maybe earlier on the treadmill.  No, this was worse.

"I believe I did!" Mistress Anna said excitedly.  "I clearly saw some movement!"  Her eyes turned directly to Madison's.  "And you were the dominant one, weren't you?  You were humping her, were you not?"

Madison didn't think it was possible to blush any harder.  Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew Mistress Anna asked her a question and that she should answer.  But her throat was completely choked up and she couldn't exactly nod without using considerable force, since she had to move Natalie's head too, and she just didn't think she had the energy for that.

Mistress Anna stepped uncomfortably close to Madison and spoke quietly but clearly.  "Tell me the truth," she said.  "You were humping her, were you not?"

Madison squeezed her eyes shut.  This was one of the most emotionally painful things she ever had to do.  She dug deep inside herself to find her voice because she knew that if she didn't, she would endure more bodily pain than she cared to think about.

"Mm-hmm," she squeaked out.  She was on the verge of tears.

Mistress Anna's lips spread into a wide smile.  "That's wonderful," Mistress Anna said, her voice soft and warm.  "I am so proud of you!"

Madison still felt the deep pang of humiliation, but it was somewhat softened by the change in Mistress Anna's tone.  It was strange to hear praise coming from Mistress Anna, and even though Madison still couldn't get over getting caught doing what she was doing, a part of her felt good for making Mistress Anna happy.

"You are getting in touch with your roots - with who you really are!" Mistress Anna said.  She placed a hand gently on the girl's back.  She spoke soothingly and warmly.  "This is a truly remarkable step towards liberation for you.  You are making progress much faster than expected!  You must concentrate.  Hold onto those feelings.  Find them again and again, as often as possible.  I cannot emphasize how important this is.  If you do this, over and over, you will be well on your way to complete freedom - from your own anger, from society's constraints, and from this place."

Madison was so confused.  She wasn't attracted to Natalie, or any other girls.  This was just so... messed up!  But her interest was quite piqued at the prospect of getting out of this place.  If doing these things was the way to get out of here, well then, maybe...

"Tell me truly," Mistress Anna said soothingly, "while you were humping her... did you have your tongue in her mouth?"

An icy chill pierced Madison's core.  She couldn't admit to this... she simply couldn't.  But... this is what Mistress Anna wanted to hear.  If she made Mistress Anna happy, maybe she really could be on her way to getting out of here.

"Mm-hmm," Madison squeaked, feeling her face get terribly hot.

"Oh, how wonderful!" Mistress Anna said, grinning widely.  "You are truly realizing your attraction to her!"

No, Madison thought, it wasn't like that... she wasn't attracted to Natalie!  She was just worked up from the videos earlier and... and she thought Natalie was asleep and... and she thought she could get away with... No, no!  It had nothing to do with how she felt about Natalie!  But, of course, she couldn't say that.

Natalie immediately jerked and twisted, trying to pull away, then broke into sobs.

"Oh, you pathetic little thing," Mistress Anna said, turning her attention to Natalie.  "You are still ashamed of it.  That's really too bad.  You are going to have a long, hard journey if you keep this up."

Natalie jerked and twisted again, then sobbed harder.

"You see," Mistress Anna said, "I know you enjoyed it.  You did not put up a fight until I came into the room."

NO! Natalie wanted to scream.  I was ASLEEP!  This sick fucking bitch MOLESTED ME while I was ASLEEP!!

"You enjoyed her warm embrace... her soft caresses... the gentle, but firm thrusting of her hips... the texture of her warm, wet tongue caressing your own.  You know you did, and the sooner you admit this to yourself - and to me - the easier your life will become," Mistress Anna said.

Natalie just sobbed harder.

Mistress Anna smiled.  She knew, of course, that Natalie had been asleep.  But she certainly wasn't going to tell the girl that.

"But," Mistress Anna sighed, "we now have a problem.  I have interrupted your intimacy.  I have caught you two in the act, and you are now very self-conscious about your newly-realized attraction toward each other.  I understand.  Which is why I must give you more time."  Mistress Anna stepped back from the girls.

"I will leave now, so you can get back to your activities," she said.  "And I know this was a jarring and unexpected interruption, so you will need more time to get back into the mood.  I will give you all the time you need."

With that, Mistress Anna turned and walked out the door, closing it behind her.

Madison was humiliated.  Being alone with Natalie now, having been caught humping her, grabbing her, and with her tongue in her mouth, was much worse than when Mistress Anna had been in the room.  At least she was receiving a sick kind of praise from Mistress Anna.  Now she just had to be stuck here, still tied to Natalie, their mouths still locked together, with Natalie knowing what she did.  And Madison couldn't do or say a thing to defend herself.  Not that it would matter anyway.  She just wanted to cry.

Natalie, on the other hand, was furious.  All of the sick, disgusting things she ever thought about Madison were confirmed now.  She was a sick, twisted, dyke slut who was trying to get fresh with her while she was unconscious.  GOD!  What the actual FUCK!  She just wanted to get as far away from her as possible, but she couldn't!  It was just the opposite - she was forced to be as close as humanly possible to her for God only fucking knows how long!  The anger and the disgust in her was building to the breaking point.  She pulled, struggled, and fought as hard as she could, even though she'd done it a thousand times already.  And when nothing worked, she screamed as loud as she could.

Madison winced.  She could actually feel the vibrations from Natalie's scream inside her mouth.  It was almost painful.  She felt awful.  This wasn't how it was supposed to be.  She was just trying to forget where she was and get some fucking relief from this godawful situation.  Natalie wasn't supposed to wake up - she wasn't even supposed to know!

Madison felt a terrible guilt as she heard Natalie finally break down in sobs.  Natalie hated her and she couldn't blame her.  What Madison did was sick and depraved.  She couldn't imagine why she would do such a thing in the first place.  This was Natalie fucking Kimball!  What the fuck was she thinking??  This place was getting to her.  It was fucking her all up in the head.

Time ticked by at an excruciatingly slow pace.  It felt like they'd been like this for hours.  Madison began to wonder whether Mistress Anna had forgotten about them.  Madison tried not to think about her predicament.  She tried to just block it all out.  But every time she moved - or Natalie moved - she was brought back to the painful awareness that she was pressed up against Natalie Kimball's nearly naked body, her arms wrapped around her, mouth locked against Natalie's.  It was humiliating.  And there was nothing she could do.

How long was Mistress Anna going to leave them like this anyway?  It had to be close to the end of the day now.  Were they going to be let out to pee?  To eat?  All kinds of thoughts began jumbling their way through Madison's head as she stood there.

She tried not to, but she couldn't help replaying the events over and over again in her mind.  Each time she did, she wanted to cry.  Several times she actually did.  She couldn't get Mistress Anna's words out of her head: "If you do this, over and over, you will be well on your way to complete freedom - from your own anger, from society's constraints, and from this place."  Was that the only way they were going to be set free from this?

No way.  No fucking way.  She couldn't.  Not with Natalie.  Not like this.  The humiliation of getting caught was still far too painful.  There was no way she was going to get back into that mood - at least not anytime soon.  Whatever sick and twisted horniness she had before was long gone.  And she certainly wasn't going to fake it.  That would be completely pointless.  It would only gross Natalie - and herself - out.

So where did that leave her?  Right back to square one.  But she didn't know what else to do.  There was nothing else she could do.  Her neck was starting to cramp.  So was her jaw.  Surely Mistress Anna wouldn't leave them like this all night, would she?  She was actually starting to feel herself get tired when something jolted her awake.

It was like a lightning bolt of pleasure.  She gasped sharply, her body tingling all over.  Her crotch was vibrating.  She now knew what Mistress Anna had slipped into the front of her panties before the underwear was pulled over their hips.  It was a small, flat, curved vibrator, and it was resting right against her clit.

No... no, no no.  This was not what she needed.  Not now.  Not like this.  She could feel the vibrations thrumming against her clit, causing it to swell and harden.  She could feel the sensations radiating throughout her entire pelvic region.  She was becoming aroused against her will.

'Please turn off,' she thought, 'please, please turn off!'  But it wasn't turning off.  'Just don't focus on it,' she thought, 'block it out, block it out, block it out!'  But that wasn't working either.  It wasn't turning off and there was simply no way to block out the direct stimulation of her primary sex organ.

A minute went by, then two minutes.  The longer the vibrations continued, the more aroused she became, and the more acutely she became aware of Natalie's breasts against her own, her hips pressed against her, and of course, her mouth locked against hers.  Oh God, this was wrong.  This was all wrong.  But she couldn't help it.  She couldn't help what she was feeling.

Natalie knew what was happening.  She was just as startled by it as Madison was.  She could faintly feel the vibrations, as Natalie's crotch was so close to her own, and she could feel Madison breathing heavily.  And it all made her sick to her stomach.  Fucking hell.  This was Mistress Anna's plan all along, apparently.  To get them stuck together like this and force them to have orgasms.  She dreaded the thought of having to feel Madison have one in her arms, but worse than that, she dreaded the thought of her own vibrator turning on at some point.  She could only pray it wouldn't.

And then, Madison felt a jolt as the vibrations increased.  She panicked, pulling slightly on her bonds and breathing more heavily now.  It was only after she felt Natalie struggling and squirming that she realized she was actually panting into her mouth.  She tried to control herself, but damn, this was getting intense!

Madison was now at war with herself.  She told herself this was wrong - that she'd suffered terrible humiliation and that Natalie hated her and she was actually okay with that.  But these vibrations were doing fucked up things to her body.  They were forcing her to remember those videos of the beautiful girls kissing and caressing each other and how nice they had made her feel... and how alive and hot her body felt while she was trying to hump herself against Natalie earlier while she was passed out.

She didn't know what to do.  This felt like its own sick and twisted kind of torture.  She didn't want to feel good, but she was.  And she knew that if these vibrations kept up long enough, and especially if they increased in speed, she was going to come.  Could she, should she, push everything else aside - the humiliation, the shame, the self-loathing - and just focus on the pleasure?  Would it be worth it?  Could she temporarily leave all this torment?

Or would it just make everything even worse afterward if she did?  Would she just hate herself even more when everything was over?  She didn't know anymore.  She just knew that this felt absolutely wonderful - and she wanted it to stop.

And then the vibrations increased again.  "MMMMMMMPH!" she squealed, unable to control herself.  But she couldn't get past the humiliation she still felt.  She couldn't enjoy herself.  She just couldn't bring herself to.  And what made it worse was that she knew she was going to come.  Like this.  With Natalie's tits pressed to hers and their mouths locked together.  She was panting hard.  She could feel it building.  It was so intense.  Her body was nearing the breaking point, whether she wanted it to or not.  It almost hurt how close she was.  Fuck fuck fuck.  Please no.  No.  Fuck!  But it was inevitable.

She continued resisting even as it hit her.  "MMMMMMMMMMM-HMMMMM-HMMMM-HMMMMMMMMMMPH!" she squealed into Natalie's mouth, breaking into sobs as she came.  It was the strangest orgasm of her life.  Feeling humiliation, shame, and disgust even as she felt intense pleasure.  Tears leaked out of her eyes as her body convulsed in trembling shudders.  "Hmm-hmm-hmmm.... MMM!... Hmmm-hmm-hmmmmmmm!"

It went on far too long.  She had at least three orgasms and cried through all of them.  Finally, when the vibrating finally stopped, she just went limp.  She couldn't even wrap her head around what she'd just been through.  She could still feel Natalie's body against hers, and the shame and humiliation of everything just compounded within her and she broke down sobbing.  It was completely uncontrollable.  Just heavy, heaving, pitiful sobs.  It just all came out of her.

Natalie thought it was pathetic.  At least at first.  She still couldn't get over her disgust with Madison at what she'd done to her while she was asleep.  And then when Madison's orgasm hit and she just cried through it, Natalie thought she was just a sad, stupid, pathetic creature who couldn't even own up to what she'd done.  

But then, when everything was over, Madison just kept crying.  Over and over.  She just wouldn't stop.  Natalie was confused.  After a while, she didn't even want to feel like Madison was pathetic.  Maybe it was the way she was crying.  Maybe it was the fact that they were pressed so closely together.  She could feel Madison's chest heaving into her own, and could feel Madison's tears running down the edges of her lips where their mouths were joined.  Some of Madison's tears actually ran into her mouth.

Natalie didn't know what to feel.  But somehow, it just felt wrong and gross to completely hate the girl now.  It's not like she liked Madison or anything - she definitely didn't - but in a strange sort of way, she actually felt kind of bad for her.  It was weird.  She didn't know why she was feeling this and it was messing with her head.

When Madison finally calmed down from her crying fit, she took a few deep breaths and realized that she actually felt better.  It was cathartic, getting all of that out.  She straightened herself back up and after another minute or so of mulling it over, she actually started to feel a little stupid for fighting it all like she did.  She just ruined what could have been a perfectly good series of orgasms.  She made peace with the fact that she would never be able to explain herself to Natalie.  Fuck Natalie and what she thought.  If Natalie was going to be a bitch and be determined to hate her, so be it.  There was nothing Madison could do about that.

But Madison did notice that something felt a little different about Natalie.  It's not that she wasn't pulling or struggling to get away... she hadn't tried that in a while.  It was... she didn't quite know how to pinpoint it.  It was like... Natalie's body wasn't as tense or something.  She felt softer, more relaxed.  That was... different, and kind of a surprise.

They stood like this for several more minutes, with Madison wondering if Mistress Anna was ever going to come back.  And then, Madison felt Natalie gasp sharply.  Almost simultaneous with the gasp, Madison could feel a soft buzzing near her crotch, and knew that Natalie's vibrator had turned on.

At first, Madison's heart sunk.  She would now have to stand here and endure God only knows how long of Natalie screaming, squirming, and fighting everything until she came.  Madison dreaded the thought.

Only that didn't happen.  Natalie stayed strangely calm as the vibrator buzzed away.  The only thing Madison noticed was that Natalie's breathing was changing, becoming slightly faster.  Was she... trying to fight it?

Madison almost wanted to laugh.  If it was anything like what happened to her, the vibrations would keep increasing in speed and there would be no amount of ignoring it.  But as the next minute or two ticked by, Madison detected no other changes in Natalie's body.  She was almost kind of impressed.  And then she thought this might actually be kind of fun... seeing how long Natalie could try to ignore these vibrations, and trying to guess when the breaking point would actually come.

Madison did notice Natalie's breathing ever so slowly increasing.  That was the only indication that anything was happening to Natalie, apart from the low, soft buzzing she heard and slightly felt near her crotch.  And in a strange way, the very slow, gradual increase in breathing from Natalie - her soft, warm breath from her nostrils against Madison's cheek, her chest slowly rising and falling, pressing into her own - was almost enjoyable.

Then the vibrations kicked up a notch.  Natalie fought hard to keep herself under control, but couldn't fight back a gasp and a slight curling of her toes.  Madison noticed them both.  She also noticed that Natalie's breathing was getting heavier still.  Her breasts were pressing more firmly against her own with each breath, and Madison actually felt Natalie's nipples tighten.  

All these signs were very apparent for Madison, and as the minutes went by, they were impossible to ignore.  As much as she didn't want to, her mind went back to watching those videos of the girls kissing and how they made her feel.  She knew it was wrong, she knew she shouldn't be thinking these things, but it's almost like her body was willing her to.  The softness of Natalie's body against hers, the breathing that was getting heavier, the tightness of her nipples... it was all doing strange things to her - things she couldn't really control.

The vibrations increased again.  Natalie gasped and adjusted her stance.  Her breathing was noticeably heavier now, and faster.  Madison could tell she was still fighting it, but knew she must be getting close.  Her breath was strong against Madison's cheek, and every so often she panted a hot breath into her mouth.  Madison couldn't help it.  Her heart was beating faster.  She could feel Natalie's body nearing orgasm against her and it made her hot.  She didn't want it to... or did she?  Wasn't this nicer than feeling anger, shame, and humiliation?  She didn't know what to think anymore.  This was all so confusing!

Natalie was breathing hard, hot, and heavy.  Her wrists were curling slightly, and so were her toes.  Every now and then, Madison heard a pause in Natalie's breath, as if she was fighting something really hard and desperately trying to suppress it, and then she would return to panting.  Madison could feel muscles in Natalie's thighs and upper arms twitching.  She knew Natalie hadn't come yet, but she knew she had to be close.  Painfully close.  Madison almost felt right on edge with her.

And then Madison heard the vibrations increase higher still.  She felt Natalie's body tensing heavily, but still no orgasm.  Madison was on pins and needles.  Surely Natalie would tip over the edge any second now.  Her breathing was loud and so heavy that every couple of breaths, spittle would spray out from the edges of their locked lips.  Madison felt Natalie's muscles twitching everywhere they touched her body.  She was amazed that someone could hold out so long.  And it only got her hotter still.

Suddenly Madison felt Natalie's hips jerk violently to one side, then the other.  She felt Natalie freeze, then pant heavily, then freeze again.  Madison's heart pounded.  Natalie was either in the middle of an orgasm, or less than three seconds from a massive one.  It was absolutely fascinating.  She paid attention to everything - every breath, every muscle twitch, every sound.

Natalie gave the tiniest of squeaks.  "Mmph!"

Then her body gave a violent shudder, her hips convulsing heavily, and her chest rubbing and jiggling tightly against Madison's large, soft breasts.  Madison's heart pounded as she almost experienced Natalie's orgasm vicariously.  It was heavy and primal, causing her to shudder completely beyond her control.  It was as if all of the movements Natalie might have made during the buildup were now suddenly unleashed in a torrent of violent convulsions all at once.  Some of the movements even shocked Madison, pushing and stretching her own muscles, tightly bound as the two girls were.  

But still Natalie fought.  As soon as she regained control of her muscles, Natalie froze up again and paused between breaths, desperately trying to control herself.  But the vibrations continued and a few seconds later she broke into another series of heavy convulsions.

Madison was absolutely fascinated.  It was incredible to experience this from the outside - and especially against her own body, as Natalie was literally in her arms as she shook and convulsed.  Madison couldn't believe how hot this was making her, and made her wish desperately that her own vibrator would turn on any instant now.

Beyond her own heightened arousal, Madison was amazed at how quiet Natalie was through all this.  While Natalie clearly couldn't control her orgasm itself, she had incredible vocal control.  In some ways, Madison thought that made it even hotter and only made Natalie's body movements more prominent and unhinged.

After four violent and wild orgasms - at least, there were four that Madison counted - the vibrations turned off and Natalie stood there, panting heavily into Madison's mouth.  Only she apparently still didn't have full control over her body, as she would frequently twitch and shiver uncontrollably over the next several minutes.

Madison now didn't feel quite as much shame as she had after her own orgasm.  Now Natalie had been through it too.  Not only that, but Madison was surprised to find how aroused she had become in the course of watching Natalie fight - and then experience - her orgasms.  Now, as they stood there, pressed tightly to each other, Natalie panting heavily away, Madison felt a perverse sense of satisfaction that added to her arousal.

They stood there for several long minutes, pressed together, embracing, mouths locked.  Madison thought for sure Mistress Anna would come back any moment to relieve them of this humiliating, but strangely erotic bondage.  But she was wrong.

Madison received another shock when her vibrator sprang back to life.  One part of her dreaded having to go through this again, as she could still vividly recall the humiliation she felt the first time around, but another part of her strangely welcomed it, as her unexpected arousal after feeling Natalie go through her own orgasms was still very present.

It wasn't until she started squirming around that she felt an additional buzzing, as her thin, plastic vibrator bumped into Natalie's.  Natalie's was on too!  Madison felt a sharp pang of what felt like panic - or was it arousal? - at the notion that she and Natalie would have to ride out orgasms together, locked as they were in this forced embrace and kiss.

Madison felt her heart pounding heavily and her nerves jangling vibrantly.  Her body was on fire.  Her brain, however, was all mixed up.  She shouldn't be wanting this... but she was.  Maybe it was the fact that she knew Natalie didn't want this... the fact that she had just witnessed Natalie fight her orgasm with every fiber of her being - and lose.  It was a strangely satisfying - and perversely erotic - experience for Madison, considering everything she'd been through, and now she was going to witness it again.  Only this time she could properly enjoy it - by getting to experience an orgasm of her own.  And she was determined to ride out this orgasm for all it was worth.

Yes, it was sick and twisted.  Utterly and completely perverse.  But so was this place, and she was at the point where she just didn't care anymore.  If this was the only way she would be able to find any kind of enjoyment, so be it.

So she focused on the vibrations.  She let them turn her on.  She also focused intently on Natalie's breathing and her eventual squirming.  The more Natalie fought it and squirmed, the better.  She breathed hotly into Natalie's mouth and let herself become aroused when Natalie breathed into hers.  She focused on Natalie's tits pressing into her own, and crushed her own into Natalie's when she inhaled deeply.  She was surprised - and thrilled - to find that she was actually having fun.

She could tell Natalie was tense.  Natalie was clearly trying to fight these feelings - the complete opposite of Madison.  Madison liked to think Natalie was grossed out by the fact that she was so relaxed through all this.  Fuck Natalie and what she thought.  In fact, the more grossed out Natalie was, the better.  Maybe Madison could do more to gross Natalie out.  Madison stretched out her fingers and grabbed the sides of Natalie's body, squeezing it.

"MMMPH!" Natalie squealed, tensing hard.

'Yes,' Madison thought.  'Fucking get grossed out, you bitch.'  Madison breathed harder into Natalie's mouth and pressed her body tighter to hers.  'How do you like it now?  We're stuck like this and there's nothing you can do about it.'

The vibrations kicked up a notch.  Madison groaned loudly into Natalie's mouth.  'Fuuuuck yeeeeeessssss,' she thought, grabbing handfuls of Natalie's body.

Natalie tensed harder.  What the fuck is this sick bitch doing?  She barely had time to focus on that though, when the vibrations increased on her.  She strained and fought, but didn't know how much she had left in her.  She had been through so much today, and had gotten so little sleep the night before, she was starting to lose the will to fight.  Her muscles ached from the incredibly strict bondage she'd been in earlier, and her mind was drained from trying desperately to concentrate on anything other than the vibrations that buzzed against her clit.

Fighting that last orgasm had taken just about everything out of her, and she still lost.  She didn't think she had the energy to fight like that again.  But she couldn't just sit here and let it happen either.  She wasn't going to let this place break her down.  And - fuck! - Madison was just so fucking disgusting!  What the fuck was she doing, grabbing her like this?  It's like she fucking enjoys this, the sick bitch!  Natalie couldn't take it.  She had to keep fighting.

But what could she do?  Her body was stuck like this - her arms wrapped around Madison, her tits crushing against hers, her fucking mouth locked against her... Fuck!  The feeling of Madison's disgusting, hot breath huffing into her mouth over and over made her want to throw up.  She knew there was no escape from this.  So the only thing she could do was focus on other things.  Just concentrate.  Try to think about something else - anything else.  It was all she had.

Madison could feel Natalie's muscles twitching, and it only excited her more.  She couldn't believe how hot she was, feeling Natalie's body against hers, panting hotly into her mouth, grabbing her soft, smooth skin... wow.  And the vibrations felt fucking incredible!  She felt her arousal climbing higher and higher and knew her orgasm, when it came, was going to be huge.

She began to press her hips into Natalie's, feeling her own vibrations intensify against her clit, in addition to feeling the gentle buzz from Natalie's vibrator only a fraction of an inch away.  This was much easier with Natalie awake and stiff, rather than limp and passed out.  Madison tightened her embrace and began grinding her hips around against Natalie's, feeling the girl stiffen further and grunt with disgust.  This only excited Madison more, and she panted heavily into the girl's mouth as she ground her hips even tighter against her.

This was wild, Madison thought.  She could do anything she wanted and Natalie couldn't do a thing about it.  She was so hot she felt like she could come any minute if she wanted to.  But she didn't want to - not just yet.  She wanted to have some more fun first.  She knew there was still one thing left that would gross Natalie out more than anything, and the thought alone gave her a terrific jolt of arousal.  She was going to put her tongue back in Natalie's mouth.

Madison panted into Natalie's mouth for another minute or so as she ground herself into the girl, getting herself even more worked up, then slowly pushed her tongue forward, dipping it tentatively into Natalie's mouth.  The second she felt the hot, wet flesh of Natalie's tongue, she felt it immediately retract back, followed by a sharp squeal from the girl.  Madison couldn't really smile with her mouth locked the way it was, but her face did its best anyway, unable to control itself.  Oh she was really going to love this, she thought.

Without another moment's hesitation, Madison thrust her tongue forward as far as she could, finding Natalie's and pressing it fully against hers.  Natalie shrieked with disgust, but Madison not only held her tongue against the girl's, she began sliding it around, licking it roughly.  Madison couldn't believe how hot this was getting her.  Natalie was thoroughly disgusted and that thrilled Madison like nothing else.  She sloppily dragged her tongue across Natalie's again and again, pushing her face into hers and drooling into her mouth.

Natalie was panicking - twisting and jerking in her bonds, desperate to get away from Madison - and Madison was loving every second of it.  There was nothing Natalie could do, and Madison knew it.  Madison gripped Natalie's flesh with her hands, squeezing her tight as she ground her hips into her and wormed her tongue throughout Natalie's mouth, all while the vibrations buzzed away at her clit.

Madison reveled in the sick, twisted, depravity of it all.  She was truly surprised at how hot it made her to be this perverted.  It was similar to how she felt when she stole Natalie's boyfriend to get back at her, but this was better - far better.  This time she was fucking Natalie over directly rather than indirectly.  She was literally doing it to - and in - Natalie's face, she thought as she pressed her tongue roughly to Natalie's and dragged it slowly across.

'That's right, you sick bitch,' Madison thought, abandoning herself to her wantonness.  'Taste my fucking tongue.  Feel my big tits, my hot body.  I'm gonna fucking come and I'm gonna make you fucking come and there's nothing you can do about it!'

"MMMMPH!" Natalie squealed, as if on cue.

"MMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNHHHHHHH!" Madison groaned, feeling the vibrations increase yet again.

'Fuck yes.  Oh FUCK yes,' Madison thought as she huffed forcefully into Natalie's mouth.  Oh fuck.  This was going to be big.  Madison could feel Natalie's hot, sweaty tits and her hard, tight nipples pressing into her flesh in a heightened state as she panted hard, feeling herself rise to the peak.  Oh God, she thought, readying herself.  The vibrations were so intense they were causing her eyes to roll back in her head.  She felt Natalie's muscles twitching, her whole body on edge.  The notion that Natalie was close too - that they would come together - was too hot to wrap her head around.  It tipped Madison over the edge as she felt a giant spark erupt from her core.

Madison's entire body tensed and stiffened as she thrust her hips forward into Natalie's.  "HHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGRRRRRRUUUNNNNNNNNNNMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFFHHH!!" Madison growled as she exploded into a mind-blowing orgasm, her hips bucking and jerking, her body jiggling and twisting against Natalie.

Only a second or two later, she felt Natalie's body jerking and shuddering in her arms, followed by hot, heavy blasts of air into her mouth.  Feeling Natalie orgasm against her pushed Madison over into a second, and then a third orgasm as she squealed, grunted, and panted hotly into Natalie's mouth.

The experience of having a powerful orgasm against another human being's hot, sweaty body, also convulsing in orgasm, was absolutely earth-shattering for Madison.  The fact that the other person was her breathtakingly gorgeous enemy from school (and a girl, no less) who was tied to her and having this orgasm against her will only added to the pleasure, despite - or maybe because of - its perversity.  Madison had never come so hard in her life.

Madison lost count of how many orgasms she had.  It must have been seven, maybe eight.  Every time she thought she was done, she would become acutely aware of Natalie's tight nipples and sweaty tits pressing into her own, or she would feel Natalie's muscles twitch heavily, or feel Natalie pant hotly into her mouth, which would push her into another orgasm.  It didn't hurt that the vibrations continued through all this on a powerfully high setting.

Madison's orgasms only subsided when the vibrations turned down to low.  The vibrations didn't stop entirely, however, which was frustrating now as her clit was hypersensitive.  She pulled and struggled as she continued to feel what were now uncomfortable vibrations against her clit, but of course, she could change nothing.  She noticed that Natalie, too, was struggling and figured she must be having the same problem.

After a minute or two of this discomfort while her body continued twitching and shaking with aftershocks from her massive series of orgasms, her body settled into more or less of an equilibrium.  Her mind, however, did not.

With her body no longer in a heightened state of perverse arousal, she now had time to think about her earlier thoughts and actions.  More than once, she felt disgusted with herself, wondering what the hell she had been thinking.  She tried pushing those thoughts away, telling herself this whole situation was fucked up and she shouldn't give a shit anymore, but it was easier to think that than to feel it.

No matter how disgusted with herself she was, or how much she tried to justify her actions, the fact remained that she was still nearly naked, tied to Natalie Kimball, their mouths locked together, and vibrators still buzzing away at their clits.  She was tired now.  She had her fun, however sick and twisted it was, and now she just wanted to be done with this all.

But that was not to be.  After at least fifteen minutes of being stuck with her thoughts, the vibrators on both girls kicked up again to medium speed.  Despite how exhausted she was, Madison felt her body responding to the vibrations.  She didn't want to go through this again, but the longer they buzzed away, the more she could feel her heart rate increase and her clit stiffening, eager for release.

And in time, the vibrations again kicked into high gear, forcing both girls to come again, panting and grunting into each other's mouths.  This went on for three more cycles, the vibrations never turning off, just descending to a low setting.  And each time they kicked up to the highest speed, neither girl could resist their bodies' responses which brought them to shuddering orgasms again and again, whether they were wanted or not.

They had completely lost all track of time.  It could be the middle of the night, for all they knew, or even the next day.  It was certainly a jolt, then, when the vibrations stopped completely.  Both Madison and Natalie were again on edge.  This was something different.  It meant something else was going to happen.  Didn't it?

Not more than two minutes later, the door opened and Mistress Anna entered.  She slowly walked up to the girls, her heels clicking on the tile floor and echoing around the room.

"So," Mistress Anna said, gently placing a hand on Madison's hip and sliding it around to her back as she walked around the girls.  "Did we enjoy that?"

"Mm-hmm," Madison quietly squeaked, still panting slightly, while Natalie pronounced a more defiant, "Hmm-mmm."

"That's good," Mistress Anna said, looking at Madison.  "And too bad," she said, looking over at Natalie.  "You will learn," she said, sliding her hand down to the blonde's ass and moving her mouth close to her ear.  "Eventually."  She gave Natalie's ass a gentle squeeze, then moved her hand away and stepped back.

"This has been an exercise in bonding," Mistress Anna said.  "There will be many more of these, so my advice to you is to not resist.  It is a vitally important part of you getting through this program.  So when participating in these activities, you must dig deep.  You must fight what you think you know and get in touch with your primal selves.  It is the only way you will become free."

Madison wasn't sure what to think anymore.  She didn't know whether Mistress Anna was right or not - she suspected probably not - but she really had no way of knowing for sure.  She had to admit to herself that it was strange, however, that she got so aroused watching those videos of the girls kissing, and even when she was first tied to Natalie.  And she certainly couldn't deny the earth-shattering orgasms she had while pressed against Natalie's body.  It was all just so confusing.  Her head really was a complete mess.

"But now," Mistress Anna continued, "it is late.  There are other things to attend to."

With that, Mistress Anna called into her radio and three women came into the room.  They began unbinding the girls from their current state, taking off the shared underwear, unbinding their arms and rebinding them behind each girl's back, and unlocking their mouths and removing their gags.  They removed the vibrators from the pouches in their black panties, but left the panties on the girls.

One of the women then left the room and came back a few minutes later carrying dinner trays.  She set them down on the ground along with two bowls of water and left.  The other two women then gently pushed Madison and Natalie down to their knees in front of the dinner trays.  They stood over the girls while they ate and drank.

"Very good," Mistress Anna said when the girls had finished eating.  "Now up."

The women then brought the girls back to their feet and placed collars around their necks and cloth gags in their mouths.  They connected the girls' collars with a thin chain and then gave the end of the 'leash' to Mistress Anna.  Mistress Anna then thanked the women and they left.

Mistress Anna led the girls down to the 'bathroom.'  Even though their hands were tied behind them, each girl then had to assist the other in pulling her panties down, then wait while she peed into a bowl just like yesterday, and then wipe her when she was finished.  Finally, they had to assist each other in pulling their panties back up.  After that, Mistress Anna stood them back up and walked them down a long hallway.

The next room they came to was the 'real' bathroom with the sink, toilet, and shower.  Madison felt relieved when she saw the shower, as she was noticing a definite funk about her, particularly between her legs.  It had been nearly three days since she had a proper shower (apart from being hosed down last night) and she felt dirty and gross.  She got her hopes up that they would finally be able to bathe properly, but Mistress Anna just opened the mirror cabinet and produced a toothbrush.

This time Madison went first, brushing Natalie's teeth, and then Natalie had to use the same unwashed toothbrush on Madison.  Madison, however, didn't put up a fight like Natalie did last night.  Yes, she was slightly grossed out, but she was too exhausted to really care much.  Besides, she did have her tongue in Natalie's mouth earlier that day on a couple occasions.

When the girls were finished, Mistress Anna bound their wrists behind them again and placed their gags back in their mouths.  Apparently the shower that Madison had hoped for was not to be.  Part of her actually didn't care that much.  All she really wanted to do now was sleep.

Mistress Anna then led them down another hallway and finally to a door.  She opened it, brought the girls inside, then closed it behind them.  The girls recognized this room as the same room they had spent the night in last night.  The only difference now was that there was a curtain across the cubby where their bed was.

Mistress Anna then stood in front of the girls and began to speak.  "You have been through a lot already," she said, "but you are only beginning to understand what this place is about.  As I mentioned earlier, this whole experience is about bringing you closer together.  Helping you to realize that you are not actually jealous of or angry toward each other - rather, you have a deep-seated attraction toward each other.

"You are close already - closer than you realize.  And you will only grow closer.  You will also be allowed to speak soon, but not for long periods of time.  This is why you must no longer retain your names.  You associate each other's current names with jealousy, anger, and resentment.  This means these names have already been defiled by your subconscious.

"When you speak, you will not refer to each other by name.  You will refer to each other as 'sister.'  She is not your enemy, she is your sister, and you will love her and treat her as such.  In time, you will come to realize that your bond is a sisterly one as much as it is a deeply sexual one.  These are not mutually exclusive - on the contrary, they are quite complementary, and in time you will realize this as well.

"So forget whatever names you had, and begin thinking of her as your sister, and yourself as her sister," Mistress Anna said.  With that, she led the girls over to the curtain that concealed their bed space.

Mistress Anna pulled the curtain back and the girls blinked in confusion.  Natalie furrowed her brow in partial disgust, and Madison felt a slight twinge of arousal.  Plastered all over the walls and ceiling of the cubby were photos of girls posing in either nude or semi-nude states.  There was exposed skin everywhere, and flashes of breasts, asses, and slits, along with many very beautiful faces.

While the girls stared at the collage of photos, Mistress Anna walked behind them, unbinding their arms and wrists.  She then pulled the leash in the direction of the cubby.  "Up you go," she said.

Slowly, Madison and Natalie climbed up into the cozy cubby.  Everywhere they looked, their eyes fell upon a beautiful girl posing and exposing herself to them.

"Now," Mistress Anna said, "you know what to do.  Arms around yourselves."

Slowly, Madison placed her arms around Natalie's body once again and Mistress Anna began binding her wrists together.  Slowly, and reluctantly, Natalie followed suit.  She was so exhausted, all she wanted to do was sleep.

When the girls' arms were bound around each other for the night, Mistress Anna unclasped their collars and told them to lie down.  Once they were down, she once again tied a rope from Natalie's wrists, bringing it down between both girls' legs, and up again to Madison's wrists, so the girls couldn't lift their arms up and over each other's heads and become disentangled during the night.

Mistress Anna then pulled a thin sheet over the girls' bodies, looked down at them, and smiled.  "Sweet dreams," she said, smiling warmly.  She then pulled the curtains closed and walked out the door, locking it behind her.

The girls now lay in a soft, cozy bed, arms wrapped around each other.  Both girls were completely exhausted, but Madison was surprised at the way her body was reacting to the images around her.  She wanted to go to sleep, but she also knew that the light would be fading soon and she wanted to look around at these images as long as she could before the light faded out.

As she examined the photos more closely, she could tell that all of the girls were quite young - probably around her and Natalie's age.  Some of them were posing in panties and bras, some in just panties, and others were completely nude.  Some had thin tank tops or T-shirts through which their hard nipples were clearly visible, and others wore very short skirts or dresses that rode up revealing a lack of panties underneath.  Some wore sexy lace stockings, others wore thin, see-through baby doll nighties.  

Some had their legs spread, others had their legs teasingly closed.  Some thrust their chests out at the camera, while others thrust out their very round asses, exposing their pussies and their tight, pink assholes.  Some had large, round, beautiful tits with wide areolas; others seemed to have barely any breasts at all.  Some smiled beautifully at the camera while others adopted a more seductive, smoldering look.

Despite how tired she was, Madison felt her temperature rise as she looked at these girls.  Who were they?  Why were they posing like this?  Were they all girls who had been here?  Were they part of this place?  Or were they completely unrelated to it?  The photos looked professionally shot and well-composed, and Madison felt herself becoming aroused by some of the camera angles and lighting as much as the girls themselves.

This was wild, she thought, and she almost wished she didn't have her hands tied around Natalie's body so she could quietly and very discreetly rub herself.  But the light seemed to be fading fast and she knew it would soon be dark in the room.  She actually felt disappointed at that fact.

She could feel Natalie breathing softly and when she looked over, she saw that her eyes were closed.  She was asleep already!  Damn, this would be a perfect time to squeeze out one more little orgasm before bed, Madison thought.  But the light was fading, and with it, her eyelids.  It wasn't long before she forgot what she was even looking at, and drifted off into a deep, heavy sleep.

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