The Reconditioning Of Madison And Natalie - Part 1 (Day 1)

Day 1, Part I

Madison Pearce hated Natalie Kimball.  Practically from the moment she saw her.  It was her second year at Ridgeview Academy for Girls, the stupid private school her parents sent her to in hopes that she would "shape up" into the girl they wanted her to be.  She had gotten into trouble so much at the public middle school she attended that her parents insisted on sending her to a very strict high school.  But she knew there was little chance of her changing her ways.

The first year sucked, but at least she didn't have any classes with Natalie.  This year she had three.  Three fucking classes with that bitch!  God, she hated her.  Her perfect fucking skin, her condescending attitude, and even the way she fucking walked made her look like the total suck-up bitch she was.  Madison had no doubt that had they not been forced to wear uniforms, Natalie would totally be dressing all slutty to show herself off, even though it was an all-girls school.  She would do it just because she could.  Just to provoke other girls and try to make them jealous.

Madison couldn't figure out why that bitch had so many friends.  She was rude, spoiled, and a shit-talker.  It didn't matter though.  Madison had her own clique - one that was way better than Natalie's pathetic excuse for a group of friends and she knew it.  They all hated Natalie and Madison never missed an opportunity to talk shit right back.

Only this year it was going beyond shit-talking.  Madison could take being called fat, even though she definitely wasn't, and even being called a spoiled little brat, because she knew Natalie was way more of both of those things than she was.  But a month ago, Natalie spread a rumor that Madison was a carpet-munching dyke.  That was going too far.

Madison knew that Natalie had been sneaking off school grounds at night to go visit her "boyfriend" from the boys' school a couple miles away.  So she did the most logical thing she could think of to get back at Natalie - dropped hints to the guy that Natalie was cheating on him, and flirted with him in the process.  In no time, he was fawning all over her and they were making out on the nights he was supposed to be seeing Natalie. 

She was actually contemplating going all the way and fucking him.  Technically, she'd never actually gone all the way before, and didn't really envision her first time being like this.  But she was on birth control, and the revenge she would get out of it would be so fucking worth it.

But she never got the chance because the fucking principal found out.

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Natalie Kimball hated Madison Pearce with a passion.  What the fuck was her problem anyway?  She never even noticed the girl existed until Madison started shooting her dirty looks halfway through last year.  She never did anything to her - never even said anything to her - and all of a sudden Madison hates her guts?  What the fuck?

But more than that was all the shit-talking she and her stupid friends did.  All the fucking time.  It seemed to come out of absolutely fucking nowhere!  It actually figures, Natalie thought, coming from a spoiled little brat whose parents gave her everything she ever asked for.  She was an only child who ate up every little bit of affection anyone ever showed her, and she simply couldn't stand to see another pretty, popular girl at the school.  She probably thought it was all her turf and suddenly because Natalie has a bunch of friends, she's considered a threat or something.  It was absolutely pathetic.

Natalie could only take so much.  So on the thousanth dirty look Madison shot her, she shot back.  She asked her what the fuck her problem was and why she always kept staring at her.  Natalie told her she was nothing but a spoiled little brat who couldn't stand to see another girl more popular than she was.  She'd simply had it.  And in the midst of her anger, she kept going on about how her parents gave her everything, including too much food and that's why she was so fucking fat.  Natalie knew Madison wasn't really fat - she just wanted to insult her.

She hoped that would put an end to it, but of course it didn't.  Madison kept shooting her those dirty fucking looks.  Why the fuck did she keep looking at her?  The only thing Natalie could think of was that Madison was some kind of lezzy slut and that's why she kept staring at her.  It was the only thing that made sense to her.

But Madison couldn't leave it alone, could she?  Nope.  She had to go and fucking steal Natalie's fucking boyfriend!  That was the last straw.  Especially since he dumped her right before she was about to fuck him for the first time.  Technically, she was still a virgin, even though she'd given blow jobs in middle school.  She felt like she was finally ready to go all the way with this guy, and fucking Madison takes that away from her too!  Besides, wasn't she a lezbo? 

It didn't matter anyway.  Natalie knew she only did it to piss her off.  And it worked.  It worked so well Natalie almost started a brawl with her right in the middle of class.

That's when they got sent to the principal's office.

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"It seems you two have crossed the line one too many times," principal Rawlins said.

Natalie and Madison just stared at the floor.  They were still too pissed to be in the same room together, let alone look the principal in the eye.

Principal Rawlins waited for either girl to speak, but neither did.  "I understand there's a history of conflict between you two going back to last year, is that right?"

No response.

"Miss Kimball, I understand that you were sneaking off campus after hours to rendezvous with a boy, is that right?" the principal said.

No response.

"Miss Kimball!" the principal rose her voice.

"Yes ma'am," Natalie said softly.

"And Miss Pearce, I understand you had a rendezvous with this same boy as some sort of retaliation for Miss Kimball's behavior, is that right?"

Madison pursed her lips.  "Yes ma'am," she mumbled.

"And how, exactly, is that retaliation?" the principal asked.

Madison looked the principal directly in the eye.  "She spread a rumor that I was a carpet-munching dyke," she said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Natalie felt her blood begin to boil.  "What the fuck was I supposed to think when you kept staring at me all the time?!" she shot back.

"I wasn't staring at you, I--"

"Girls, GIRLS!" the principal shouted over them.

They both went silent.

The principal took a deep breath.  "And then nearly breaking out into a fight in the middle of class?"

"I was trying---" "She didn't even---" the girls started.

"GIRLS!" the principal shouted.  "I don't care.  The why is not important.  The fact is, it happened.  And now there are going to be consequences."

Both girls looked down at the floor.

The principal took a minute to let this sink in.  Then she spoke.  "I'm going to recommend you two be transferred to our maximum security facility."

Both girls looked up and looked as if they wanted to speak.  The principal interrupted them.

"I've already received permission from both your parents.  This is a done deal.  The facility specializes in working out problems between girls here.  We have had a one hundred percent success rate, and I am confident you two will be no exception.  You will leave first thing in the morning so I suggest packing tonight."

Madison and Natalie looked at the principal wide-eyed and slack-jawed.  Neither one of them had expected this.

"But--" Madison protested.

"You are dismissed," the principal said, cutting her off.

For the first time, Madison and Natalie looked at each other, each of them shooting a glance that said, 'look what you did.'

The girls had no choice but to go to their respective rooms and start packing.

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Natalie woke up to the sound of loud knocking on the door of her dorm.  She opened her eyes but it was still dark out.  Her alarm hadn't even gone off yet!  Before she could throw the covers off her, the door opened.

It was the principal, flanked by two large, stern-looking women.  "It's time to go," principal Rawlins said.

Natalie was still groggy and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.  Already?!  "But," she protested, "I need to get dressed... and I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

"Breakfast will be provided for you," the principal said.  "Now let's go."

The two large women began advancing toward her.

Natalie was sitting up in bed, the sheets over her lower half.  This was crazy!  All she had on was a tank top and panties.  "Please, wait!" she said.  "Can I at least put on some pants first?"

The principal exhaled audibly.  "You have fifteen seconds."

Natalie's heart pounded as she threw the sheets off her and quickly opened one of her dresser drawers.  She grabbed a loose pair of sweat pants - the first thing she could find - and fumbled with them nervously as she managed to get them on.  Then the large women approached her, one grabbing each arm as they led her out of the room.

She was led downstairs, across the foyer, and out the main doors.  In front of the building was a dark car with tinted windows, which was running.  They led her around to the rear passenger side and opened the door for her.

Natalie climbed into the car, seeing that Madison was already there, looking just as disheveled and disoriented as she was.  Still, Natalie narrowed her eyes at her.  The prospect of spending time in a car with her, especially sitting next to her, was not appealing, to say the least.

The women waited until Natalie had her seat belt on, then they closed the door and Natalie heard it lock.  There was a separator between the front and back seats, and Natalie couldn't see or hear who was driving.  It was just her and Madison now.

Two more car doors opened and closed, and the car started off away from the school.

After about a minute, a window in the divider slid open and a hand stretched out, holding a plate in Madison's direction.  The plate had what looked like a bowl filled with something, and an apple.  It also had a cupholder with a tall cup in it.

Madison took the plate and a second one was handed to Natalie.  Natalie could see that there was oatmeal in the bowl, and when she looked in the cup, she saw plain water.  Some breakfast, she thought.  Although she hadn't really expected much.

Eating was a terribly unpleasant experience.  Not only was the car going over several bumps, making it hard to eat, Natalie could hear every sound that bitch next to her made as she shoveled the oatmeal into her mouth and gulped her water down.  It was disgusting to hear and almost made her lose her appetite.  Natalie practically had to choke everything down.

The drive seemed to take forever, but they finally drove up a long driveway to a rather nice looking house at the top of a hill.  When the engine was shut off, both doors opened simultaneously.  In front of Natalie were two more large women, and she could see that it was the same on Madison's side.

"Out," one of them said.

Natalie, recognizing she had no choice, stepped out of the car.  "What about my luggage?" she asked.

"Quiet," one of them said sharply, as each of them took her arms.

Natalie was led, along with Madison, to the front doors of the house, where a slim woman in her mid thirties stood at the door.  She was sharply dressed in a matching blazer and skirt with high stiletto heels.  She was wearing black-rimmed glasses and her dark hair, which was pulled back tightly into a bun, contrasted sharply with her bright red lipstick.  She was very pretty, if extremely business-like.

The slim woman took one look at Natalie, then one look at Madison.  "Separate preparation rooms," she said with a hint of an eastern-European accent.

With that, the women escorted Natalie and Madison into the large house.

"Wait, what?" Madison said.  "What's a preparation room?  Where are you taking me?"

"Quiet," one of the large women said.

Natalie figured that would be their response, so she didn't bother asking them anything.

Natalie saw the women escort Madison off to the right, and the women holding her arms led her off to the left.  They led her into a small room with an exam table and little else.  Once inside, one of the women closed the door.  Natalie heard a click, which probably meant the door had locked. 

She didn't like small rooms.  She could feel her heart beginning to pound.

"Arms behind your back," one woman said.

"What?  Why?" Natalie said.

"Arms behind your back," the woman said, a little more sharply.

Judging from the tone, Natalie could tell she wasn't going to be told a third time.  So she put her arms behind her back.  She heard a drawer being opened and then felt one of her arms being pulled back and slipped into something that felt like a glove, only it was long and went up past her elbow. 

She felt around with her fingers, but couldn't find any finger pockets.  Instead, the glove was pulled up until her fingers balled into a fist, and then she felt the glove tightening.  She realized it had laces and was actually tightening up around her arm.

Something about this wasn't right.

"Hey, wait, what--" Natalie started, yanking her arm back.

At that moment, both women seized her with a force that shocked her and pushed her against the exam table, bending her over it.

"OW!  What the fuck!" Natalie yelled.

She felt both of her arms being grabbed, and after the one was laced up in the glove, a second glove was fitted over her other arm and laced up as well.

"Hey!" Natalie said, but the women ignored her.

Natalie's heart was pounding hard.  This definitely was not right.  She now couldn't use her hands.  And the force the women were using on her made her completely unable to move.

Her adrenaline pumped hard as she felt her arms bent at the elbows, crossed over her back.  They were pinned together and she heard a few metal clicks, along with a few tugs on her arms.  Then the women backed off.

"Hey!" Natalie said again, straightening up and trying to move her arms down.  But she found that they wouldn't move from their current position.  All she heard were rattling clinks.  Somehow, her arms had been locked together behind her back stuck in those tight, long gloves.

"HEY!" she yelled again, struggling hard.  "Goddammit, what the FUCK!"

The women ignored her.  One of them stood facing her while the other one turned and went back to a drawer.

"Let me go!" Natalie shouted, still struggling in her arm restraints.  She grunted as she pulled as hard as she could, but her arms were staying in place and there was nothing she could do about it.  "Goddammit, I said LET ME GO!"

The woman behind her calmly addressed the woman in front of her.  "Hold her steady please," was the cold, calm command.

The woman in front of her walked up to Natalie and grabbed her shoulders, holding her firmly in place.

"Unh!  Stop it!" Natalie shouted as she tried to free herself from the woman's grasp.  "You can't do this to me!  Do you know who my fucking parents are?!  When they find out about this, they're going to -- UNNNGGGMMNNNGGHHFFH!!"

Natalie grunted as a large rubber ball was shoved into her mouth and pulled back, stretching her jaw, while straps were brought around the back of her head.  She felt the straps being pulled tight and something being buckled.

"UNNNNNNMMMMNNGH!  NNNNNNMMMMMMNNNGGFHHH!!" she screamed.  She couldn't believe this was happening.  She had to get out of here.

Natalie did the only thing she could with the only limbs she had free.  She kicked the woman in front of her, as hard as she could, in the shin.

"AAHH!  GodDAMMIT!" the woman yelled.  "We got a live one," she said, then immediately dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms tightly around Natalie's legs.

"MMMMMMMNNNNNNGFFHHHHH!!" Natalie screamed as something covered her eyes and was tied around the back of her head, preventing her from seeing what was going on.

The woman behind her wrapped her arms around her chest and the woman in front of her continued her grip on Natalie's legs.  Natalie was almost completely immobile, but she did buck and twist and squirm, fighting with everything she had in one last hope of escaping.

But the women held her tightly and continued holding her until she gave up, realizing that fighting was useless.  Besides, Natalie was exhausted.  Fighting like that was hard, and her body was aching now.  She figured they would let go of her, and then maybe she could make one last effort to escape.

Only they didn't let go.  Instead, they just lifted her up into their arms - one carrying her legs and the other carrying her under her arms.  Natalie screamed again.  She didn't know why.  It wasn't like anyone was paying attention to her.  She just felt like she had to.  She had to do something.  Anything.  She could still hardly believe this was happening.

She felt herself being carried out of the room and straight for a good long ways, but didn't know where she was headed.  There was a turn, then another turn, then another.  Finally she was set down on her butt.

She felt the woman who had her legs slide her arms down to Natalie's ankles and gripped them firmly in each hand.  Or was it one lady had one ankle and the other had her other one?  She couldn't tell anymore.  All she could feel was her ankles being pulled apart and some kind of cuff or clamp going around each one.

Once the cuffs were on, the women let go and Natalie pulled.  She couldn't pull her ankles very far though.  They were secured to the floor with ropes or chains or something firm.  She could only move them an inch or two in either direction.

She then felt a woman behind her again, grabbing her under her arms.  The woman lifted her up and told her to stand.  But Natalie just hung limply in the woman's arms.

"Suit yourself," Natalie heard a voice say and then she felt something clipped to a ring or something on her upper arm, then the same on the other side, and the women let her go.

Natalie's limp body was held up by the clips and they were putting an enormous strain on her upper arms - so much so that it was almost painful.  She quickly pressed her feet to the floor and stood up, finding this to be much more preferable.

"MMMMNNNNGGGHHHFFHH!  MMMNMMMMNNNNGGGHH!  UUNNNNNNNGGGFFGGGGHHH!!" came more screams.

Only this wasn't Natalie.  There was another person in the room now and it sounded like she had the same thing in her mouth Natalie did.  It sounded like Madison.  She was screaming so loud and shrill that it hurt Natalie's ears.  And the screams were getting closer - so close it sounded like Madison was right in front of her.  God, she fucking hated that bitch!  Why couldn't she just shut up?  Couldn't she tell that screaming wasn't doing any good?

As Natalie listened, she could tell that they were cuffing Madison similarly to how they cuffed her and were doing something to hold her in place.  That meant she and Madison would have to be in the same room together.  Natalie's heart sank and her stomach twisted in knots.  She fucking hated Madison with a passion and absolutely loathed the thought of spending any amount of time in the same room with her.

And then, she felt her clothes being tugged on.  She felt the waistband of her sweatpants pulled outward.  Wait, what the fuck?  Then she heard what sounded like scissors cutting fabric.  What?!

"MMMMNNNNNGGGHH!" Natalie screamed, feeling cool air on her abdomen, panties, and upper thighs.  Her pants were being cut off her!

And next, her shirt was being pulled away!

"NNNNNNFFFNNNNNGGGHHHHHH!!!  MMMMMNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHH!!" she screamed as she felt cool air on her ribcage and chest.  She hadn't had time to put a bra on, so she knew that her breasts were now exposed.  Fuck!  Fuck fuck FUCK!  "MMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!"

And then... oh God no.  Not her panties.  PLEASE no, not her panties!  NOOOOOOO!!!  "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGHHHHHHH!!!  MMMMMMMMMNNNNN-Hhhnnnnn-hhhnnnnnn-hhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!"

She couldn't help it.  She broke down in sobs as she felt the last piece of clothing she had on cut away from her.

She heard more cutting and more screaming, figuring they were doing the same thing to Madison.  What the fuck was going on?!  Who were these fucking perverts?!

After another couple minutes, her own sobs, as well as Madison's, began to calm down.  At that point, she felt hands at the back of her head, untying her blindfold.

Natalie's blindfold fell away, and the first thing she laid eyes on was Madison's naked form.  Madison was standing about three or four feet from her, in exactly the same position - arms behind her with ropes coming down from the ceiling attached to rings on the gloves on her arms, holding her upright, feet spread and ankles chained to steel loops in the floor.  Madison was also gagged with a large rubber ball and looked like she'd been crying.

Natalie didn't want to look at Madison's naked body, but she found her eyes unable to stop themselves from scanning over the form of her archnemesis.  Of course Madison had a perfect fucking body with breasts even larger than Natalie's, which were only a 34B.  Natalie also couldn't help looking down between Madison's legs, where she saw a perfectly-cropped triangle of very short pubic hair.  Why would she trim herself like this?  Was she planning on actually fucking Natalie's boyfriend?!  That fucking slut!  Natalie felt her blood begin to boil, even as she trembled in her bonds.

As Natalie looked around, she was even more surprised by the room they were in.  The walls were giant mirrors, making the small room seem far bigger than it really was.  Everywhere Natalie looked, she saw reflections of herself and Madison, naked, bound, and gagged.  Even the ceiling was a mirror.

The large women had removed Madison's blindfold as well and then walked to the corner of the room, opened a door, and walked out, leaving the naked girls standing there.

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Behind the two-way mirror sat Mistress Anna, the slim, sharply dressed woman at the front door.  She sat in a chair, looking in at the girls, tapping the back of her pen on a clipboard.

"We'll give them a few minutes to get used to their surroundings," Mistress Anna said to one of the large women standing next to her.

The room Mistress Anna sat in was one of four identical rooms, each behind one of the mirror-walls of the room Madison and Natalie were in.  The lighting was dim, so as not to give away that it was a room behind a mirror, but was enough for Mistress Anna and the others to see and take notes.

There were also speakers positioned throughout the room that allowed them to hear everything that went on in the mirror room, as there were several small microphones placed around the room and close to the girls.  The smallest sound the girls made was projected into these rooms and also recorded.

The rooms between these rooms (at the corners of the mirror room) contained a console containing several screens that displayed digital feeds of cameras placed around the mirror room as well.  These feeds were also recorded and stored on a computer.  So theoretically, someone who was not directly monitoring what was going on in the mirror room from behind one of the walls could also monitor the activity from these adjoining rooms via the digital monitors.

Nearly five minutes had passed since Madison and Natalie had been left alone in their predicament, and now one of the girls suddenly began to struggle in her bonds.  She pulled at her arms, struggling and twisting.  Of course, her arms were encased in leather arm pouches which were laced all the way up past the elbow, ensuring a snug fit that conformed to her arms, and each arm pouch contained four metal rings along the forearm which were locked to the rings on the opposite arm pouch with four separate padlocks.  The girl could struggle all she wanted, but there was absolutely no way her arms were getting free without the keys to those padlocks - keys which Mistress Anna kept in her blazer pocket.

As Mistress Anna watched the girl struggle, she wrote down some notes on her pad.  Soon the girl started screaming through her gag, and Mistress Anna took more notes.  The second girl soon followed, also pulling at her bonds and screaming through her gag.  More notes.

The girls tried to move in every direction they could, but their ankles were cuffed and chained to steel eyelets in the floor, making them completely unable to move from their current locations.  The ropes attached to their upper arms stretched to steel eyelets bolted to the wall just an inch below the ceiling, ensuring that the girls would not be able to sit down or lower their bodies in any significant way.  They had to stay standing upright, completely naked, and facing each other.

But this did not stop them from struggling and screaming for the next ten minutes straight.  After ten full minutes of this completely futile, waste of energy, both girls gave up, huffing heavily as they caught their breaths.

Mistress Anna took more notes, then watched the clock, waiting for ten more minutes to pass without either girl struggling or screaming.  She wanted to make sure they were fully resigned to their predicament.

After ten minutes had gone by without either girl showing any significant sign of resistance, Mistress Anna stood up.  She unbuttoned her blazer, removed it, and placed it on the back of the chair she had been sitting in.  She then carefully untucked her blouse, unbuttoned that as well, and removed it also, placing it on top of her blazer.  She then unzipped the back of her skirt, pushed it down, and stepped out of it, placing it on top of her blouse.

She now stood in a glossy black teddy with lace sides, thigh-high stockings, and stiletto heels.  She took a moment to examine herself in a compact mirror, then set the mirror down and walked to the door.

Mistress Anna entered the mirror room, closing the door behind her.  She stood there for a moment, staring at the girls, as they both turned their heads toward her.  Slowly, she took one step forward, then another, then another.

When she was about three feet from the girls, she stopped, her eyes falling on one of them.  She held the girl's gaze until the girl looked away.  Then Mistress Anna eyed the girl very slowly up and down, paying close attention to every curve and contour of her body.  Then she did the same for the other girl.

They were both incredibly attractive.  One with sandy blonde hair, the other a deep chestnut brown.  They were both beautiful in a very classic sense, with soft feminine facial features and nicely shaped bodies.  Based on their faces alone, both could easily have been models.  The blonde had large, round eyes and a smooth, oval face, while the brunette had a slightly more round face and eyes that, were she not currently so scared, could even pass for sultry.  Both of them had very pretty mouths and, even though they were both stretched wide by the ball gags, Mistress Anna could tell that the brunette in particular had some very full, puffy lips.

Although they were both shorter than Mistress Anna, the blonde looked just a little taller than the brunette.  Mistress Anna guessed she was about 5'4" and around 115 pounds, while the brunette looked to be about 5'2" and maybe closer to 125 pounds.  Both their bodies were young, firm, and practically flawless.  Mistress Anna felt warm stirrings within her body at how much fun it was going to be training these two.

"I am Mistress Anna," she finally said in her eastern-European accent.  "And that is how you will refer to me," she said, pausing a moment for effect, "when you are allowed to speak.  Do you understand?"

The brunette nodded, then the blonde.

Mistress Anna then slowly began walking around the girls.  "I assume you both know why you are here.  Your principal has indicated that you have been causing problems at school because of your dislike for each other.  You are here to have that corrected.

"In this facility you will overcome your dislike of each other.  It is essential that you do this now so the situation will not escalate further.  I understand you are both sophomores in high school.  That is a good time for correcting this situation, so I am certain we will be successful.  I understand you are both also currently on birth control.  That is also good, as we will be able to avoid the messiness of menstruation."

As Mistress Anna walked behind the brunette, she eyed the girl's gorgeous round bubble butt and casually placed a hand on the girl's right ass cheek, causing the girl to flinch.  Immediately the flinch turned into a jerking of her body and then a paroxysm of struggling in her bonds, but the girl went nowhere.  Mistress Anna ignored the girl's outburst, keeping her hand on the girl's round ass, sliding her palm over the cheek and finally cupping it firmly, giving it a squeeze.  The girl squealed into her gag, but again Mistress Anna ignored her.

"When two girls of your age dislike each other, they become rivals," she continued.  "And rivals for what?  For boys?  There are no boys here.  For attention?  There are no peers of yours here.  No one to impress.  Here, you do not need to worry about anyone paying attention to you.  Here, you need to worry about PAYING attention.  First and foremost, you will pay attention to me.  Understood?"

First the blonde nodded, then the brunette.

"Good," said Mistress Anna, walking behind the blonde now.  Just as she'd done with the brunette, she casually felt and squeezed the girl's ass, running her hands over it as she wished.  The blonde girl flinched, but probably realizing how futile the brunette's struggling had been, didn't move any further.  But that didn't stop her face from twisting up in disgust. 

"When I am not in the room, you will pay attention to the girl opposite you.  The girl you will be spending the next two weeks with.  The girl you will connect with, bond with, and become closer with than anyone in your life right now.  You may consider yourselves rivals now, but I can assure you that when you leave this facility, you will no longer be rivals.  The sooner you accept that and start actively working toward it, the easier your life will be over the next two weeks.

"The first step in working toward that process is recognizing each other as the same.  You may think you are not the same, but this is because you are blinded by your dislike of each other.  First and foremost, you are both human.  Secondly, you are both female.  These are very deep and very important similarities that you need to take time to understand.

"This is why you are both naked.  You must see each other as you are.  Clothes are only a distraction."  Mistress Anna had circled around both girls and had come back behind the blonde again.  "Every female has the same parts," she said, moving her hands up to cup the blonde's breasts.  She fondled the girl's breasts while the girl squeezed her eyes shut and huffed anxiously through her gag.  "And you are naked so you can see all of each other's parts.

"Special attention must be paid, of course, to the private parts.  We like to cover these parts up in our normal lives.  But here there are no private parts.  You will be on display for each other to see that you both have all the same parts, even those underneath the clothes."  Mistress Anna let go of the girl's breasts and continued walking.

"Of course, you may think that her parts are not the same as yours.  You may think that hers are better, or even worse.  You may think her tits are bigger.  Her ass is rounder.  Her pussy is tighter.  Or you may think her tits are too soft.  Her ass too ugly.  Her pussy too smelly.  This is why you are gagged.  So you cannot insult each other.  There is no reason to insult here or to be jealous.  There is reason, however, to learn about the other person and appreciate her for who she is.  But you are not there yet.  So you will remain gagged until you are able to say something nice about each other."

Mistress Anna then walked up behind the brunette and leaned in close to her.  She placed her cheek alongside the brunette's and spoke in a soft voice.  "Look at her.  She is very pretty, isn't she?"

The brunette, apparently very anxious by Mistress Anna's close proximity, tensed her body and her breathing became shallow.

When the girl didn't respond, Mistress Anna smacked her hard on the bottom, causing the girl to scream.  "Isn't she?" Mistress Anna repeated.

Slowly, the girl began to nod.

"Look at her breasts," Mistress Anna went on.  "So firm and taut."  Mistress Anna looked at the girl's reflection in the mirror, making sure her eyes were down, focusing on the blonde's breasts.  She smiled.  "Look at her pussy.  So much hair down there.  We've got to fix that, don't we?"

The girl, trembling by this point, slowly nodded.

"Look at her ass in the mirror," Mistress Anna said, watching the girl's eyes move.  "So smooth and round.  It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The girl squeezed her eyes shut, shuddered slightly, and nodded.

Mistress Anna smiled.  "You will have lots of time to stare at her and appreciate her like this.  And she will be doing the same to you."  Mistress Anna reached down and gave the girl's ass another squeeze.

Mistress Anna then stepped back and looked at both girls again.  "So what are you waiting for?" she said.  "Start looking at each other!"

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

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Madison had to pee.  Really bad.  She'd been holding it forever, especially considering she didn't have time to go before she was escorted out of her dorm room at the ass crack of dawn.  She tried telling those two large bitches that she really had to go, but they just ignored her.  And that was over an hour ago.

That was definitely the most pressing of her concerns, but there was a whole host of others - among them being forceably restrained, gagged, and stripped naked in a room with the one person she hated more than anyone else on the planet: Natalie Kimball.  As soon as they started restraining her, she fought as hard as she could and screamed as loud as she could, but the two large women at her sides seemed stronger than most men and easily overpowered her.

Now she was forced to look at this hateful bitch, and even worse - Natalie could see her too, all of her - and Madison couldn't do anything about it. 

It's not like Madison was a prude or anything, but she was definitely self-conscious about her body, as most teenage girls are, and hadn't been naked in front of anyone since she was a little girl.  It was a painfully humiliating twist of fate that the first person to see her naked in all these years was someone she hated more than anything and who was probably judging every little detail about her body.

And she couldn't hide any of it - not even her ass, which she secretly often thought was bigger than it needed to be.  Nope, the mirrors took care of that.  And she couldn't even begin to explain the humiliation she felt when that creepy lady who called herself Mistress Anna touched her ass, kept her hand there, and then actually grabbed it!  She couldn't believe someone was touching her on her most insecure part of her body, and instinctively struggled to get away and maybe even slap the bitch in the face.  But perhaps even more humiliating than being grabbed there was the fact that her struggling did absolutely nothing, and she had to endure the lady's groping - all while Natalie watched.

Somehow this made her hate Natalie even more.  That Natalie watched her ass get groped, and probably enjoyed it.  It was a small consolation that the lady did the same thing to Natalie, but the fact that Natalie didn't humiliate herself further by struggling to only go nowhere didn't help.

But worst of all was when the lady came up behind her and told her to look at Natalie's body.  That was the last fucking thing she wanted to do right then, even though she'd already been doing it before the lady walked in.  What was awful was being told to do it while Natalie fucking watched.  And of course, the urge to pee had returned right then as well, causing her bladder to ache terribly, which was incredibly distracting.

She was struggling desperately to hold everything inside her when the lady asked her whether she thought Natalie was pretty - a question she objectively knew the answer to, but would never, ever, in a thousand years, admit it, especially with Natalie right in front of her.  There was no fucking way she was answering that question. 

Until the lady smacked her on the ass hard, causing her body to lurch forward and making the strain on her bladder at least five times worse.  Nothing she had ever been through hurt more than the pain of her bladder right then, full to the breaking point, as she fought with every ounce of energy she had not to let anything out.  She was terrified of something leaking out of her, leading to a humiliation she didn't think she would be able to endure.  So she nodded.  Anything.  Anything to make that pain stop.

Only she was still left with the problem of a full bladder.  She thought of signaling to the lady, but what would she do?  How could she get her message across?  That fucking ball in her mouth was so huge and jaw-stretching, every time she tried to speak it just came out as an unintelligible mumble.

And then the lady was gone.  Leaving her alone.  With Natalie.  And still having to pee.  She actually felt a moment of panic as the door closed behind the woman.  No one was here.  No one who could help her.  No one who could set her free or even tell her where a bathroom was.  What the hell was she supposed to do now?

She felt her panic increasing as the pain on her bladder increased as well.  She wanted to scream for help, but was afraid that if she did, she would accidentally pee.  Maybe the feeling would pass.  It had to.  But it had already come and gone several times all morning.  She didn't know what time it was, but she knew she'd been up for a few hours and she usually pees as soon as she gets out of bed.  But she didn't do that today.  And now here she was, naked, restrained, gagged, and facing Natalie fucking Kimball.  And her bladder hurt more than it ever had in her life.

She felt the panic return as she realized there was no way out of this.  No one was going to come in and let her use the bathroom.  She didn't even know if anyone would hear her if she did scream.  It certainly didn't work the first time.  Why would it work now?

She squeezed her eyes shut and winced.  God, this fucking hurt so bad!  She curled her toes and squeezed her hands into fists as she fought with everything in her body to hold her bladder.  But the pain wasn't going away.  It only seemed to get worse.

She opened her eyes, her face still twisted up with pain.  Natalie was looking right at her.  Probably wondering what was wrong with her.  Fuck!  Fuck fuck fuck!  Oh God this hurt so fucking bad!  She knew this wasn't going to work.  She couldn't hold it in forever.  It was too god-awfully painful.  And then the pain surged again.  Worse than before.

"NNNNNGGH!" she grunted, squeezing her eyes shut.

And then it happened.  Before she even realized it.  A trickle leaked out of her and she could feel it running down her leg, down to her foot, and onto the floor.  The pain of stopping that trickle from becoming a full-blown stream was unbelievably intense.

Oh God.  What had she done.  She opened her eyes and Natalie was looking down at her leg.  She'd seen it!  Fuck!

That humiliation was strong, but the pain in her bladder was stronger, as she had now let a little bit of it out, and holding her bladder back after it had a small taste of relaxation was unbelievably stressful.  She had to.  There was no other choice.

Feeling a terrible wave of humiliation and guilt wash over her, Madison stopped holding it in and released a torrent of pee rushing out of her pussy at full speed.  It felt wonderful - until she heard an ear-piercing shriek.

She opened her eyes and saw that her stream was jetting out at least two feet in front of her, and Natalie was only about three feet away, her bare legs getting splashed to the knees and above by Madison's hot torrent of piss.  Madison, feeling another unbelievably intense pang of humiliation seize her, tried to angle her hips downward a bit, but the stream was so strong and heavy, it still splashed Natalie's feet and calves generously, as well as Madison's own.

The floor was tile and there was nowhere for the piss to go but upward from the splashing, and outward.  Natalie continued to scream through her gag as she was splashed, but there was nothing Madison could do about it now.  In no time the liquid had spread out to Madison's feet, completely surrounding them.  Natalie tried to back her feet up, but the cuffs around her ankles only allowed her to move a few inches, not nearly enough to escape the increasing puddle.  Seconds later, her feet were surrounded as well.

Madison felt like sobbing as she peed, and almost did, save for the fact that she hated Natalie so much.  She focused on that hatred as much as she could, barely overriding the intense humiliation she felt at losing control of her body in front of her archnemesis.  'Good,' she tried to tell herself.  'Let Natalie be grossed out by my fucking piss.  She fucking deserves to be pissed on anyway.'  It helped marginally, but it still couldn't hide the fact that she was naked and pissing while the girl she loathed more than anyone in the world watched.

It seemed to last forever.  Madison couldn't believe how full she was.  She thought about holding back, but knew the damage had already been done and she might as well just finish and get everything out now, as painfully humiliating as it was.  Besides, the relief she felt on her bladder was heavenly.  She huffed heavily through her nose and gag as she let everything out, spittle spraying out from around the sides of her gag, but she didn't even care.

As her stream died to a trickle, it swiveled over and began running down her leg again, dribbling softly down to the floor.  When she finished, she was panting, drooling, and standing in a giant puddle of warm piss, her legs covered in droplets of it that had splashed up from the floor.  She knew that Natalie's legs were covered in it too, but she couldn't bring herself to look at her.  All she could do was hang her head, looking down at the massive puddle of piss on the floor that stretched a good ways beyond both girls' feet.

Madison was humiliated.  She couldn't believe this was happening.  How long was she going to have to stand here like this, avoiding eye contact with Natalie?  The smell from her piss was permeating the room now and she knew Natalie could smell it too.  She didn't know how she felt about that.  She thought it should probably make her feel good to know that Natalie had to smell her piss, but it didn't.  It only humiliated her more.

Time passed.  It felt like hours.  Madison's legs were starting to burn and ache from staying in the same position.  She had no concept of time.  The piss around her feet had long cooled.  She still couldn't bring herself to raise her eyes and look at Natalie.  She didn't want to anyway.  So she kept her head down and stood there, waiting, but for what she didn't know.

After another eternity, Madison's body went tense as she heard the door latch in the corner of the room and turned her head to see it open.  The lady who called herself Mistress Anna walked in, and immediately her eyes widened.

"Oh my," Mistress Anna gasped.  Then she turned her head toward the door.  "We have a problem here!" she called out.  "One of them pissed all over the floor!"

Madison cringed everywhere in her body.  Would the lady know it was her?  She hated to even think about it.  Would she get in trouble for this?

Mistress Anna slowly began walking toward them.  "Tsk, tsk, tsk," she said.  "Why did you have to go and do something like that?"  She walked up to the edge of the puddle of piss, her stiletto shoes stepping on a couple splash droplets.  Then she looked right at Madison.  "It was you, wasn't it?"

Madison felt like crawling under a rock as she suppressed the urge to burst into tears.  Slowly, she nodded.

"Now that was completely unnecessary," Mistress Anna said.  "But don't worry, we will get that cleaned up for you."

Just then, two large women came in carrying towels and wearing rubber gloves.  They knelt down on the floor and began sopping up the piss.  They dutifully cleaned up everything off the floor and stood up to walk out.  The one thing they hadn't done was wiped down either girl's legs or feet, which were still considerably covered in piss.  Madison wondered whether they would come back with new towels to do that.

Mistress Anna looked at Madison again.  "You know that if you have to use the bathroom, all you have to do is ask, right?"

Madison stared blankly.  How the hell was she supposed to ask with this fucking giant ball stuffed in her mouth?

Mistress Anna then broke into a grin.  "But I see you have a dilemma.  How are you supposed to ask to use the bathroom when that giant ballgag is filling your mouth?  Hmm, let me think about this."

Madison didn't like where this was going.  Not when the lady smiled.

"You could yell or scream, I suppose," Mistress Anna said.  "But then we wouldn't know whether you are screaming to try and escape, or whether you really have to use the bathroom.  So that won't work."

Madison huffed through her gag.  This lady was clearly toying with her.

"I've got it!" Mistress Anna said, smiling.  "You could give a signal that you have to go.  I would normally say that you could put your hand between your legs and squeeze your thighs together like a little girl does, but you cannot use your hands right now or close your legs.  So something else will have to do.

"I know," Mistress Anna said.  "Why don't you just shake your titties back and forth like this?"  With that, Mistress Anna shook her shoulders, causing her breasts to jiggle inside her teddy.  "Why don't you try it?"

Madison felt her body tense in a panic.  She definitely didn't want to do that in front of this lady, and especially in front of Natalie.

"Go on, try it," Mistress Anna said patiently.  "I don't want to have to ask you again."

Madison huffed through her gag.  She wasn't going to get out of this, was she?  Squeezing her eyes shut, she shook her shoulders a little, feeling her breasts sway.  God, it was humiliating!

"Oh come on, you can do better than that," Mistress Anna said.  "Now be a good girl and give them a really good shake for us."

Madison huffed harder, feeling like she was about to cry.  She squeezed her eyes tighter and bit down on her gag as she shook her shoulders vigorously, feeling her tits bounce and jiggle all over the place.  She just wanted to die.

"Yes, very nice," Mistress Anna said.  "I think that will get the message across."

She then turned her attention to Natalie, stepping over to her.  "Now how about you?  Are you able to shake your titties as good as she did?  Let's see."

Natalie's eyes shut tight as a strand of drool dripped from her lower lip.  She took a deep breath, then shook her shoulders, causing her firm, young breasts to jiggle back and forth.

"Very nice," Mistress Anna said, smiling.  "So that will be your sign.  Any time either of you have to use the bathroom, for whatever reason, you do that, okay?  I will even wait here in the room until one of you needs to go."

Madison squeezed her eyes shut.  The thought of doing that again, especially in front of Natalie, was mortifying.

"Now onto the next order of business," Mistress Anna said, turning her attention back to Madison.  "Were you two girls looking at each other while I was gone?  Appreciating each other's bodies?  Especially the private parts?"

Madison winced.

"Or were you too embarrassed to look at her because you peed all over the floor?" Mistress Anna asked, stepping up close to Madison.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Madison shook her head.

"No?" Mistress Anna asked.  "No, you didn't look at her, or no you weren't too embarrassed?"

Madison was confused.  She hesitated, then shook her head again.

"No what?" Mistress Anna said, her voice getting impatient.  "Did you look at her or not?"

Madison didn't want to disobey her any more than she already had.  They were alone in the room, so how would she know if she wasn't looking at Natalie?  She nodded.

Mistress Anna stared at her a long time.  "I don't believe you," she finally said.  Then she turned to Natalie.  "Did she look at you?" she asked.  "Did she stare at your tits, your pussy, and your ass in the mirror?"

Natalie shook her head.

"That's what I thought," Mistress Anna said.  "And what about you?  Did you look at her tits and pussy and ass?"

Natalie hestitated a brief moment, then nodded.

Mistress Anna stared at her.  "How am I supposed to believe you?  If I can't believe her, how can I believe you?"

Mistress Anna then turned back to Madison.  "You didn't look at her, did you?  Tell me the truth now."

Madison squeezed her eyes shut, again on the verge of tears.  Slowly, she shook her head.

"I didn't think so," Mistress Anna said.

With that, Mistress Anna went around and unclipped the ropes from Madison's arms.  She then pulled out her key and began unlocking the metal rings holding Madison's arms in place behind her back.  When they were unlocked, Mistress Anna placed Madison's wrists together behind her, and locked the rings at her wrists together.

Just then a tall woman came into the room carrying a ladder and some rope.  She set the ladder in the middle of the room, climbed it, and threaded the rope through another eyelet in the ceiling, then climbed down.  She handed the ends of the rope to Mistress Anna.

Mistress Anna threaded one end of the rope through the rings locking Madison's wrists together and tied it off.  She then pulled on the other end of the rope, causing Madison to scream.

Madison felt her arms being hoisted up behind her, causing her to bend forward.  It was strenuous and extremely uncomfortable.  Mistress Anna pulled on the rope again, forcing Madison's wrists up higher still, causing her to bend over even more.  Madison screamed as her arms were pulled until they were nearly vertical and her upper half was parallel to the floor.

The tall lady then took the free end from Mistress Anna, climbed the ladder again, and tied it off at the eyelet, leaving Madison in this position.

Madison was now bending over with her legs spread.  She panicked, knowing that anyone looking into the mirror behind her would be able to see her spread ass cheeks and pussy.  Oh God, why?!  WHY?!  She grunted as she tried to straighten her body, but doing so put tremendous strain on her shoulders.  This was it.  She was stuck in this position and there was no moving out of it.  Her heart pounded, and in her panicked state, she desperately pulled at her ankles, struggling any way she could to try and get free.  But nothing worked.

"If you don't want to look at her," Mistress Anna said, "then she will be looking at more of you."

Mistress Anna then casually walked over to Natalie and began unclipping the ropes from her arms as well.  She and the tall lady then unlocked the chains holding her ankles to the floor eyelets, leaving the cuffs on, and then grabbed her upper arms firmly, guiding her toward the door.

Only they didn't take her to the door.  Instead, they turned her around behind Madison and walked her up to within a foot of Madison's ass, and pushed down hard on her shoulders, forcing her to kneel.

"NNNNGH!" Natalie grunted as she knelt, and the tall woman immediately pulled out a lock and locked her ankle cuffs together.

Mistress Anna tied short ropes from Natalie's ankle cuffs to two other eyelets in the floor, securing her to the spot.

She then pressed down even harder on Natalie's shoulders, forcing her to sit on her heels.  Natalie's head was now level with Madison's spread ass, and only about a foot away from it. 

Mistress Anna then began gathering up Natalie's hair, bunching it up, then tying a rope around it.  She then looped Natalie's hair, tying more rope around it, and then pushed the end of the rope through the loop and yanked it downward, securing the end to an eyelet in the floor.  This ensured that Natalie would not be able to tilt her head downward toward the floor, but held it upright so she would be forced to look right into Madison's ass crack.

"MMMNNNNFF!" Natalie screamed.

"There," Mistress Anna said.  "Now I know you will be looking at her private parts."

The tall woman stood up, collected the ladder, and walked out of the room.  Mistress Anna stood up and walked around the girls, getting a side view of them.  She stood there for a minute, and the tall woman came back into the room, carrying a chair that she set down behind Mistress Anna.  She then left and closed the door.

Mistress Anna sat down on the chair, crossed her legs, and smiled.  "Now.  I will stay here to make sure at least one of you gets a good look at the other's privates.  And also to wait and see if either of you need to use the bathroom."

"NNNNNGHH!" Natalie grunted, twisting her body any way she could, but never moving more than an inch or two.  No matter what she did, she stayed a mere foot away from her archnemesis's nasty spread ass crack and smelly-ass pussy.

Just then, she thought about what Mistress Anna said about having to go to the bathroom.  She had to go anyway, and had to for quite a while.  Plus, it was the perfect excuse to get away from Madison's nasty ass.  Squeezing her eyes shut, she bit down on her gag and shook her shoulders vigorously, feeling her breasts jiggle back and forth, hoping Mistress Anna was watching.

Mistress Anna sat in her chair, smiling as she watched the blonde girl jiggle her tits back and forth.  She said nothing, so the girl did it again.  And then again as she grunted in frustration.

"I'm sorry," Mistress Anna finally said.  "But if you have to go right now, you'll have to hold it.  You just got into a new position and haven't had time to fully appreciate your partner's private parts yet.  So you need to do that for a while, and then we can consider bathroom privileges."

"MMMMNNNNNNNNNNGGFFFFF!!" Natalie screamed.

Madison was mortified.  As if being forced to bend over naked like that wasn't enough, the sick bitch had to bring Natalie around right behind her and force her to look?!  What the actual fuck!

This was Madison's worst fear.  She'd always thought her ass was bigger than it needed to be, and when Natalie called her fat, that just confirmed it.  Now she was bent over and spread open with Natalie looking right at her most insecure, private area of her body.  She couldn't imagine being more humiliated. 

On top of all that, she was pretty sure she was a little sweaty back there from all the panicking and struggling, not to mention she hadn't showered since yesterday morning.  She cringed to think of Natalie smelling her back there.  Once again, on some level she thought she should feel good about Natalie's suffering, but not like this.  This was all wrong.  Yes, Natalie was probably suffering, but only at Madison's expense and humiliation.

Madison struggled to hold her head up.  It was easier to just let it hang.  But that meant she could see Natalie, sitting there, right behind her, less than a foot from her spread ass cheeks.  She could see the shiny spots on Natalie's breasts and stomach where drool had dripped from her gag.  And, God forbid, when she hung her head like this, she could smell herself.  Which meant Natalie could smell her too - and even more strongly.  Madison was again on the verge of tears.  She just wanted to die.

"I bet you've got a really good view, don't you?" Mistress Anna said, obviously addressing Natalie.  But Natalie just sat there struggling and grunting.  "Don't you?" Mistress Anna said, louder.  Again, no response from Natalie.  Just more struggling and grunting.

Mistress Anna sighed and stood up.  She walked the few steps over to Natalie, bent down, and gave her a hard smack on her bottom, causing the girl to shriek into her gag.

"What was the first rule I told you?" Mistress Anna said.  "I told you to pay attention, didn't I?  And who are you supposed to pay attention to, first and foremost?"  She didn't wait for Natalie to acknowledge her or reply, she just smacked the girl again hard on her bottom, eliciting another shriek from the girl.  "ME!" Mistress Anna barked.  "You are to pay attention to ME!  That means when I ask you a question, you answer it!  Understand?"

Natalie nodded, her eyes wide.

"Now," Mistress Anna said, standing back upright.  "I will ask you again.  You've got a pretty good view now, don't you?"

Still wide-eyed and huffing through her gag, Natalie nodded.

"You can see into her ass crack, can't you?" Mistress Anna said.

Again, Natalie nodded.

"Can you see her tight little asshole?" Mistress Anna asked.

Natalie squeezed her eyes shut as she twisted her face up and nodded.

Mistress Anna again smacked her hard on the bottom.  Natalie shrieked.  "No you can't!" Mistress Anna barked.  "Your eyes are shut!  Open them!"

Natalie began to sob lightly now as she opened her eyes.

"Now," Mistress Anna said.  "Can you see her tight little asshole?"

Natalie bit down on her ball gag, sobbing lightly, and nodded.

"Good," Mistress Anna said.  "You can see her pussy too, can't you?"

Natalie nodded.

Mistress Anna smiled.  "You can smell her pussy too, can't you?"

Natalie, sobbing, nodded.

"What about her ass?  You can smell that too, can't you?" Mistress Anna said.

Natalie nodded, squeezing her eyes shut briefly before quickly opening them again.

"Good," Mistress Anna said.  "I want you to focus very carefully on those things.  The sight of her asshole and pussy, and the smell of her asshole and pussy.  These are things you must know intimately about her.  Now take a deep breath.  Take in her smell."

Natalie squeezed her eyes shut and tensed up.  She tried, but she couldn't do it.

SMACK!

"MMMMNNNNNNNNNGGGHHH!!"

"Do it!"

SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

"MMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGHHHH!!"

Natalie inhaled deeply and exhaled quickly.  She came close to gagging and nearly thought she would throw up.

"Again!" Mistress Anna barked.

Natalie squeezed her eyes shut and inhaled again, this time her throat catching.  She nearly lurched forward with a stomach heave, but caught herself before exhaling.

"Again!" Mistress Anna barked.

Natalie began to sob.  Again, she inhaled, but this time did it more slowly so she didn't pull in so much of Madison's nastiness all at once.  This time it was a little more bearable, even though it was still horrifically putrid.

"Good girl," Mistress Anna said.  "I want you to become very familiar with those smells.  You will sit here for a while as you get used to them.  I want you to keep looking at her asshole and pussy too, studying them and learning their shapes."

Madison never knew humiliation could get this horrible.  She turned three shades of red, and then a shade of purple, and that was all before Mistress Anna asked Natalie to inhale.  She couldn't believe she was forced to be inspected like this by her enemy in such graphic detail.  She'd never felt so exposed and humiliated in her life.  What the hell must Natalie be thinking?  There was no way she would ever be able to look her in the eyes again.  Not that she really wanted to.

Madison simply had to stand there and endure it all.  She did her best to try and block out the fact that Natalie was right behind her, but there were always constant reminders.  When she hung her head down, she could see her.  When she raised her head, she could see Natalie and Mistress Anna in the mirrors.  When she closed her eyes, she could still hear Natalie breathing hoarsely, air and spittle rushing through the spaces around her gag as she undoubtedly tried to breathe through her mouth as much as possible.  Which reminded Madison that she was smelly back there.  Really smelly.

There was no way out of this.  It was torture.  Both mental and physical.  The longer she remained in this position, the more her shoulders began to ache.  She tried to alleviate the pressure on them by raising her back a few inches, but she could only do that for so long before she got tired and slumped down again, putting more strain on her shoulders.  How long was she going to have to endure this?  It felt like an eternity.

Natalie wanted to look anywhere but straight ahead.  She'd never laid her eyes on a more disgusting sight in her life.  Every once in a while she would look down or to the side, but she never did that for too long, for fear of Mistress Anna noticing.  She was forced to look at the most disgusting thing on the face of the planet - Madison Pearce's filthy fucking asshole and pussy. 

That nasty dark crack with those horrifying tight little wrinkles of her asshole, surrounded by a couple of nasty little hairs.  And the smell - oh God, it was revolting.  And then her thick, disgusting pussy lips, slightly spread with those nasty fucking folds inside... God, it made her want to throw up.  She'd never seen an asshole or pussy this close up before, and it was worse than she imagined.  Especially since they belonged to Madison fucking Pearce.

Mistress Anna sat watching the girls for a good long while, making sure they were behaving themselves.  She permitted the blonde to look away from the brunette's ass and pussy for a few seconds at a time, as long as they promptly returned to their proper targets.  Every now and then she felt a hint of stirring between her legs, especially when one of them struggled, grunted, or huffed through their gags.  She truly did enjoy her job.

After a half hour of keeping the girls in this position, Mistress Anna got up and walked out.  She returned a minute or two later with two large women, and walked up to the girls.

"You have done well," Mistress Anna said, addressing Natalie on the floor.  "But she has still not properly viewed you."

With that, the women unlocked Natalie from her position, grabbed her, and stood her up, facing away from Madison.  They spread her legs, locking her ankle cuffs to the floor, and locked her wrists together the same way Madison's had been, and one of the women grabbed a ladder and strung a rope up through the loop in the ceiling, pulling Natalie down into the same position Madison was in, bending over, with her arms up in the air.

The women then released Madison from her position and bent her down behind Natalie, securing her in place the same way Natalie had been - her face level with Natalie's ass, her head held upright with her hair tied down and secured to her ankles, only a foot away from the bent-over girl.

"Now," Mistress Anna said, addressing Madison.  "You will get to observe and smell her up close, just as she did to you."  Mistress Anna made Madison inhale deeply three times, just as Natalie did, and while Madison was a little more compliant, she still gagged once.  "Now, study her and appreciate her," Mistress Anna said.

The large women left the room and Madison was stuck behind Natalie's smelly, spread ass cheeks and pussy.  God, it was awful.  For the first time, she felt the tiniest hint of sympathy for Natalie.  Not only for having to endure the view of Madison like this, but also for having her wrists strung up the way they were in that position.  Madison was greatly relieved to be out of that position, and as disgusting as this was, it was almost preferable to the psychological and physical anguish of being bent over like that.

Again, Mistress Anna left the girls like this for half an hour.  When the time was up, she stood up and approached them.  "Very good," she said.  "Now onto the next step."

"Mmmnnngh!  Mmmmmnnggh!" Natalie cried from her strained position.  She seemed to be wiggling her body somewhat.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Mistress Anna said.  "You have to pee, don't you?"

"Nnn-Hhnnngh," Natalie groaned.

"Well then," Mistress Anna said.  "I suppose the next step will have to wait until you do that."

Two more large women came into the room and began releasing Natalie from her restrained position.  They left her gag in place and her wrists locked behind her, however.  They then placed a leather collar around her neck, which had a chain attached to it that they handed to Mistress Anna.

Natalie expected Mistress Anna to escort her to the bathroom at that point, but Mistress Anna just stood there.  Instead, the two women unlocked Madison from her position on the floor and stood her up.  She also remained gagged with her wrists locked behind her.  But the women then began to put a collar around Madison as well.  They then pulled out a chain and attached it to Madison's collar, and then stretched it across, connecting it to the back of Natalie's collar.  What the hell was going on?  The chain was only about two feet long, keeping them uncomfortably close together.

"Let's go," Mistress Anna said, giving Natalie's chain a gentle yank.

Mistress Anna then walked toward the door, leading Natalie and Madison behind her.  Natalie wondered what the hell was going on as she felt herself being pulled from two different directions - forward from Mistress Anna, and backward as Madison occasionally failed to keep pace with her.  Natalie was the one who had to pee - why was Madison coming too??

They walked down a long hallway, and with every step Natalie felt the urge to pee grow stronger and stronger.  She couldn't believe how long it had been.  She was starting to feel sharp pains in her bladder now.  All she could think about was sitting on a toilet and relieving herself.  God, how blissful that would feel! 

At the end of the hallway, they came to a very tall wooden door.  Mistress Anna produced a key and unlocked the door, pushing it open.  She flipped on the light and led the girls inside a very small room.  Once everyone was in, she closed the door behind them.

Natalie was already very uncomfortable, and felt a bit claustrophobic.  The room was only about five feet square, and Natalie began to panic.  There was no toilet.  There was nothing in the room, actually, except for a glass bowl on the floor, a roll of toilet paper, and the three of them.  Natalie felt the urge to pee return stronger than ever, and she now had to use every muscle in her body to fight the urge to let it out.

Mistress Anna looked at her.  So did Madison.  "Well?" Mistress Anna said.  "You have to go, don't you?"

Natalie didn't know what to do.  She had to pee so bad the pain was killing her, but what was she expected to do?  Squat over the glass bowl and pee into it?  There was no way she was going to do that!  Especially not while she was chained to Madison like this!  She actually felt herself rocking from side to side in an effort to keep everything in.

Mistress Anna stared at her.  "Okay, if you don't have to go, we'll go right back and start our next activity."

"MMnn-NNnnh!  MM-Nnnnh!" Natalie grunted, shaking her head desperately.  There was no way she was going back there.  But it seemed there was no way she was going to get to a toilet either.

She bit down on her ball gag and squeezed her eyes shut.  There was no other choice.  She either peed, now, into this bowl, with Mistress Anna and Madison watching her, or she went back into that room and peed all over the floor like Madison did.  She didn't know which was worse.  But she also didn't think she could hold it one minute longer than she already had.

Whimpering and huffing through her gag in defeat, she turned away from the two women, pulling Madison with her, and began to bend her knees over the bowl, but she immediately felt a sharp smack on her butt, causing her to squeal, and causing the pain in her bladder to skyrocket.

"Did I tell you to turn around?" Mistress Anna snapped.

Natalie huffed and whimpered again.  God, why was she making her do this?!  Slowly, dejectedly, Natalie turned back to face Mistress Anna, and began once more to squat over the bowl.  The chain connecting her to Madison was barely two feet long, so Madison had to squat with her, which made her cringe even more.  She tried to block Madison out of her peripheral vision as she looked down at herself and at the bowl.

Only now she couldn't pee.  She strained and grunted.  WHY was this happening?!

"If you're not going to go, let's get up," Mistress Anna said.

"MM-NNNnnh!" Natalie grunted, squeezing her eyes shut and concentrating.  She took two deep breaths and relaxed herself as best she could.

Finally, with an involuntary grunt, pee came bursting forth from her with near-violent force, splashing against the side of the bowl and spraying back against her crotch and thighs.  The sheer relief she felt was incredible. 

Natalie immediately felt Madison try to shuffle away, pulling the chain on her neck, but it couldn't distract too much from the sweet relief on her bladder as she huffed through her gag, trying her best not to let out any more involuntary sounds.

"Good girl," Mistress Anna said approvingly.

Natalie felt herself blush.  She couldn't believe she was being treated like a little girl - being praised for peeing into a bowl in front of other people.  Especially with the girl she hated more than anyone in the world right next to her.

And then she panicked again as another problem seized her.  She felt a bubble of air work its way down her backside and was suddenly faced with a dilemma.  She could hold it in, but that meant stopping her flow of pee, which would be almost painful.  Or she could try and clench a little bit, hoping it wouldn't make noise on its way out.  Oh God, this was horrible.  Slowly, she began to gently clench, while allowing it to travel further down.

Bbvvvvvtt!

The sudden noise shocked Natalie and she immediately panicked, clenching all muscles and stopping her flow of pee.  Oh God!  She'd done it!

"Mmmff!" Madison squealed, trying to back away from Natalie, pulling the chain as far as it would go.

"Oooh, good girl!" Mistress Anna said.  "How long have you been holding that one?"

Natalie winced in pain and humiliation.  She felt burning hot everywhere on her body.  What was worse was that she still had to pee, and she'd only let out a fraction of that fart, which was apparently much larger than she'd realized.  She squatted there, her legs burning, her eyes shut, hoping that everything would just go away.  But it didn't.

"All done then?" Mistress Anna said.

Natalie felt like she could cry as she shook her head.  She couldn't believe how humiliating this was.  But the damage had already been done.  She might as well finish this thing.

She pushed again and began peeing.  She cringed as she felt more piss splash back against her crotch and thighs.  A few seconds later, she felt more of that bubble return to her backside, and while she felt an intense wave of humiliation, she didn't try to stop it this time.

Bbvvrrrt-Bvvvvvvvvrrtt!

Natalie hung her head, embarrassed beyond belief.  She could feel the chain connecting her to Madison being pulled tight again and wobbling back and forth as Madison tried to turn away toward cleaner air.  She didn't think this could get any worse.

"Gooood girrrrl," Mistress Anna said approvingly.  "Let it all out."

That might have been the worst part of it all, Natalie thought.  Being treated and praised like a little girl for doing what her body would normally do anyway.  She couldn't believe how horrible this all felt.

Gradually, Natalie's stream of pee slowed to a trickle and then stopped.  She glanced over and saw the roll of toilet paper about a foot and a half away.  There were droplets of pee all over her crotch and thighs, and pee was still dripping slowly from her vagina, but there was no way for her to reach the toilet paper with her hands locked behind her back.

Just then, Natalie heard movement next to her and looked over to see Mistress Anna unlocking Madison's wrists and removing her leather arm pouches.  What the hell was going on?!

"Wipe her," Mistress Anna said to Madison.

Madison looked at her like a deer caught in the headlights.

Mistress Anna sighed impatiently.  "I will explain this once, because it is the first time.  You are to wipe and clean each other after every bathroom use.  This is part of getting comfortable with each other, familiar with each other's bodies, and growing closer.

"Now next time I give a command, you will obey immediately, or face the consequences, do you understand?"

Madison, looking torn between rage, fear, and disgust, slowly nodded.

"Good," Mistress Anna said.  "Now wipe her."

Madison, biting down hard on her ball gag, reached over, grabbed the toilet paper, and pulled some off.

Natalie closed her eyes, feeling her legs burning from squatting so long.  She couldn't watch Madison do this.

Madison, utterly disgusted, wadded up the toilet paper, and turned her face away as she gently patted Natalie's vulva with it.  She then dropped the toilet paper into the bowl of piss.

"I said wipe her!" Mistress Anna said.  "That was not wiping!  She still has piss all over her crotch and thighs.  Wipe up all of it!"

Madison squeezed her eyes shut and bit down harder on her gag.  Taking a deep breath, she unrolled more toilet paper and turned back toward Natalie, wiping off her thighs and crotch.  She then dropped the wadded paper into the bowl.

Mistress Anna smiled.  "Good," she said.  "Now up."

Slowly, both girls rose to their feet, and Mistress Anna produced a pair of handcuffs.  She walked behind Madison and told her to put her wrists behind her back.  Madison obeyed, and Mistress Anna cuffed her.

Mistress Anna then opened the door and led the girls back out and down the long hallway.  She led them back to the door with the room full of mirrors and led them inside.

Inside were two large women, waiting for them, and Mistress Anna led the girls over to them.  One grabbed Natalie's arms, and one bent down to spread her feet. 

The one at Natalie's feet chained each ankle to an eyelet in the floor, keeping her legs spread about two feet apart.  The one at her arms unlocked her wrists, still encased in the leather arm pouches, and bent her arms up at her mid-back again, folding her elbows at right angles and locking her forearms together in several places.  They then grabbed the ropes hanging from the corners of the room and pulled them out to Natalie's upper arms, hooking them onto rings on her arm pouches, restraining her in the exact same manner as when she had first entered the room that day.

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

The large women walked out and closed the door.

Mistress Anna then turned to Madison.  "Well she is not moving from that place, and you two are collared together, so I think it's safe to say you won't be moving very far either," she said.

She then walked behind Madison and unlocked her handcuffs.  Madison was now unrestrained, save for the collar around her neck, linking her to Natalie.  She stood off to the side of Natalie, pulling the chain taut, creating as much space between them as she could.

Mistress Anna went on.  "As I said before, the reason you are here is to become closer to each other.  A big part of that is being nice to each other and doing favors for each other.  So now," Mistress Anna said, addressing Madison directly, "you will bring her to orgasm."

Madison's eyes popped open wide as an intense panic seized her.  'No,' she thought.  'Please no.'  She shook her head urgently, begging, pleading with Mistress Anna.

"Excuse me?" Mistress Anna said.  "Did you just refuse an order?"  With that, she smacked Madison hard on the ass.

"MMMMMMMMFFF!" Madison squealed, thrusting her hips out and arching up on the balls of her feet.

"Don't make me flog you!" Mistress Anna barked.  "Now bring her to orgasm.  I suggest starting by rubbing her clit with your fingers."

Madison panicked.  'Oh God, this can't be happening.  She wouldn't seriously make us do this, would she?'  Madison hesitated again, hoping she was calling her bluff.

Four seconds later, Mistress Anna turned and walked out of the room, leaving Madison and Natalie standing there, breathing heavily with panic.  Only twenty seconds had passed when Mistress Anna returned, holding a flogger comprised simply of a handle, from which came several strips of leather.  She immediately walked right up to the wide-eyed Madison and swung the whip firmly across the girl's round backside.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFHHHH!!" Madison screamed, rising up on the balls of her feet again.

THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

Mistress Anna struck her five more times, each strike followed by a sharp scream from the girl, who looked as if she was about to throw herself around Natalie for comfort.

After the fifth strike, Mistress Anna stood there holding the handle of the whip in one hand and the leather strips in the other, looking straight at Madison.  "I will tell you one last time," she said coldly.  "Bring her to orgasm."

Madison was trembling as she looked at her bottom in a mirror.  She could see that it was red and it looked like welts were beginning to form.  There was no doubt in her mind now - Mistress Anna was not playing around.  This was real.  She really had to do this.

Huffing heavily through her gag, Madison pushed herself through her disgust and slowly reached down with her left hand, between the legs of the girl she absolutely detested and hesitated once more - just a fraction of a second - before placing her fingers against the girl's warm flesh, which caused her to shudder in disgust.  She couldn't be sure, but she thought she actually heard Natalie whimper when she touched her.

Madison couldn't believe it.  She couldn't believe she was actually touching Natalie Kimball here.  She nearly retched with disgust.  She knew she was going to have to do more than just touch her though.  She had to - oh God - she had to bring her to orgasm.  She had never brought anyone to orgasm before other than herself.  She wasn't even sure she would know how to do it.

Slowly, still filled with utter disgust, Madison began moving her fingers around Natalie's sex, pressing them up where her clit should be, and began rubbing around.  This time she actually did hear Natalie whimper.  There was no mistaking it.

"Hmmm-hmmmnnnnfffh," Natalie whined as she was molested.

Natalie wanted to fight it.  Desperately.  She couldn't stand the thought of Madison touching her here.  It was fucking disgusting and wrong.  But she also knew it would be pointless to try to escape.  She'd already tried it before in this position.  She tried it till she was exhausted.  Not only did she not succeed in escaping, she didn't even succeed in moving much at all.  She was stuck like this.  There was nothing she could do.  Madison was going to touch her and there was nothing she could do.  But Madison touching her was one thing.  Madison bringing her to orgasm, however, was quite another, and there was no way in hell she was going to let that happen.

Madison couldn't bear to look at anything right now.  It was bad enough that she had to touch and rub this horrible girl's disgusting-ass pussy, so she either looked down at the floor or kept her eyes closed.  The more she rubbed, she actually got more disgusted at the fact that she could feel Natalie's clit starting to swell under her fingers.  What the fuck was wrong with Natalie?  Was she actually getting turned on by this??

"Look into her eyes as you rub her," Mistress Anna said.

Madison's eyes popped open as she froze in a panic.  WHAT?  The FUCK?!

"Don't make me have to tell you again," Mistress Anna said.  "You two are to form a close relationship, and how do you expect to do that when you're looking away from each other in a moment of intimacy?  Now look into her eyes as you pleasure her."

Madison felt an intense rage course through her.  She knew she would have to do it, or get whipped with that thing again.  And after she got whipped, she would still have to do it anyway.  She bit down hard on the rubber ball in her mouth - as hard as she'd ever bitten - and forced her eyes to travel up Natalie's body to her face.

"And you," Mistress Anna said, swatting Natalie's ass sharply with the whip, causing her to squeal, "look into her eyes as she pleasures you."

The girls were now huffing heavily through their gags, rage coursing through them both, but they were looking into each other's eyes.

"Don't forget about your task," Mistress Anna said, reaching her hand out to gently caress Madison's swollen ass, reminding her that she would get whipped if she didn't obey.

Madison huffed heavily through her gag as she resumed rubbing Natalie's clit, looking into her eyes.  She was filled with rage, disgust, and hatred.  Rage at being forced to do something she didn't want to do, disgust at the act she was being forced to do, and hatred for both Natalie and this Mistress Anna bitch.  Nevertheless, she rubbed Natalie's clit and looked into her eyes.

"Good," Mistress Anna said.  "I know it is difficult.  Especially if you have never done this before.  But it is absolutely essential that you maintain eye contact.  You must let go of your anger toward one another.  There is no reason to be angry here.  You must start to see each other as you really are: needy little girls who yearn for a deep and intimate connection.  The girl across from you is not your enemy.  She needs you and you need her, even though you are not aware of it yet.  Right now, in this room, you are all she has and she is all you have.

"So let go of your anger and focus on the pleasure.  It will make this so much easier."

Madison couldn't see anything but this disgusting person in front of her.  She couldn't feel anything but rage and hatred.  She wanted nothing more than to see Natalie suffer.  But it was not as simple as that.  Most of the time, if Natalie did suffer, it was Madison suffering along with her.  Like when she was bent over.  Or just a few minutes ago in the 'bathroom.'  Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered whether Natalie enjoyed Madison's suffering.  She didn't want to think about that now.  She just wanted this all to be over.  So she did what she was told - more than anything to avoid getting whipped.

"Good girl," Mistress Anna said.  "You can feel her clit hardening, can't you?  She is responding to your touch."

Madison huffed through her gag and kept rubbing.

"You must pick up the pace now," Mistress Anna said.  "Bring her closer to the edge."

Madison bit down on her gag again and began rubbing the disgusting nub beneath her fingers faster.  She heard, and watched, Natalie gasp at the increase of pace, but did her best to ignore it.  Natalie was a cruel bitch and Madison had no regard for her well-being.  She hated the fact that she was being made to do this, but she just wished Natalie would fucking hurry up and come so this would all be over with.  So she rubbed Natalie hard and fast.  Natalie whimpered and took a step back, but the chains attached to her ankles kept her from moving anywhere.

"Goooood," Mistress Anna said.  "Now keep rubbing her with that hand, and use your other hand to put your fingers inside her."

Again, a wave of panic seized Madison.  WHAT?  There was no way she was going to do that!

THWACK!

"MMMMMMMMMNNNFFFF!!!" Madison shrieked as she was whipped across her ass cheeks.

THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

"MMMMMMMMMMMM-HMMMMMMMMMN-HMMMMMMMMMMN-HMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNGGGHHH!!" Madison wailed.

"I did not tell you to stop what you were doing," Mistress Anna said.  "I told you to keep rubbing her with that hand and put your fingers in her with your other hand.  Now, she is a virgin, so start with one finger."

Madison, tears welling in her eyes, had to move closer to Natalie in order to do this.  Out of fear of getting whipped again more than anything else, she squared her body in front of Natalie's and reached down with her right hand between Natalie's legs.  She moved her middle finger down to the entrance of Natalie's horrifically disgusting vagina, and pushed the tip of her middle finger inside.  Natalie groaned, squeezing her eyes shut.

"Good," Mistress Anna said.  "Deeper.  Is she wet?"

Madison winced as she pushed her finger in a little deeper.  Yes, Natalie was wet.  Fucking disgustingly wet.  She nodded.

"Let me see," Mistress Anna said.

Madison pulled her finger out and held it up for Mistress Anna.  It was shiny with Natalie's juices.

Mistress Anna smiled.  "Very good.  She's clearly enjoying this.  Now put it back inside her and fuck her with your finger.  Don't forget to look into her eyes as you do it, and don't forget to rub her with your other hand either."

Madison bit down on her gag again and returned her gaze to Natalie's face.  Natalie's eyes were still squeezed shut, but she slowly opened them.  Madison was surprised to see that Natalie's eyes were full of... well, what looked like fear.  Her eyes were wet, like she was about to cry, and she seemed to be begging Madison not to do this.  It was not something Madison expected to see.  Natalie was cold and cruel, and Madison had no reason to believe she was anything other than that.  It was a little disconcerting for Madison, but she tried not to let it bother her too much as she brought her finger back down and pushed it back inside of Natalie.

Natalie gasped and winced as Madison penetrated her, and her breath started to shake.  Madison wondered if she was actually about to cry.  For the first time, Madison felt guilty about what she was doing, rather than rage or disgust.  It was almost as if Madison was seeing a slightly human side of this cold-hearted bitch - a side that was trying to appeal to her emotions. 

But Madison had to push this aside.  What choice did she have?  She would just get whipped if she didn't do it.  She looked back into Natalie's eyes, almost trying to say, 'Let's just get this over with.'  And, with her finger inside Natalie's wet pussy, she brought her other hand to Natalie's clit and began to rub it.

"Hhhmmmff," Natalie whimpered, her knees buckling slightly as she quickly steadied herself.

"It doesn't look like you're fucking her very hard," Mistress Anna said.

Madison quickly picked up the pace, pushing her finger back and forth inside Natalie's disgusting wetness and rubbing her clit with her left thumb. 

"Add a second finger," Mistress Anna said.

Natalie's breath quickened as her eyes widened.

Madison bit down on her gag again as she moved her index finger down to the base of Natalie's pussy and started to push it inside along with her middle finger.  As she pushed, Natalie again re-steadied herself, grunting as she struggled to keep her eyes on Madison's.

When Madison had two fingers in her, she rubbed Natalie's clit again as she slowly pushed her fingers back and forth inside the girl she hated.  She hated looking into Natalie's eyes too, and she hated the fact that Natalie was making her feel guilty for what she was doing.  This was all just so fucked and so twisted.

Mistress Anna watched as the brunette fucked and rubbed the blonde as they stared into each other's eyes.  This was just the first step, but it was an important one in their development.  So far, aside from a few hesitations, everything seemed to be going quite well.  She smiled to herself as she listened to the huffing of the girls' breaths around their gags and the slick, wet sounds of the brunette's fingers going in and out of the blonde's pussy.

Madison's wrist was starting to get tired.  How long was this going to take?  She tried to urge Natalie to hurry up with her eyes, but she wasn't sure Natalie was getting the message.  Either that, or Natalie was just having a hard time reaching orgasm.  Why?  Why couldn't she just do it?  Was Madison not doing something right?

After another few minutes, Mistress Anna sighed.  "Don't stop," she said, then turned and walked out of the room. 

She came back a few seconds later holding something small in her hand.

"You are inexperienced, but you will get better," Mistress Anna said, walking up to Madison.  "Keep your fingers in her, and take this."

Madison, keeping her fingers in Natalie's pussy, reached out with her left hand and took what looked like a small black cylinder.  Mistress Anna pushed a button on the end of it, and it began to vibrate.

"Put this on her clit and make her come," Mistress Anna said.  "Be sure to keep eye contact with her the whole time."

Madison was surprised.  She'd never used a vibrator before, and briefly wondered what it would feel like.  She felt how quickly the thing was vibrating in her hand and could only imagine what it would feel like on her clit.

Not wanting to disobey Mistress Anna, she placed the thing down against Natalie's clit and looked into her eyes, all while keeping her fingers inside her.

"MMMMMMMMMFFFHH!" Natalie screamed, her entire body jumping as the vibrator touched her clit.

"Don't let her get away," Mistress Anna said.  "Keep it on her clit."

Madison pressed the vibrator harder against Natalie, gripping the inside of her vagina tighter with her fingers to hold her in place.

"MMMMMMMMHH!  MMMMMHH!  MMMMMMH! MMMMMMMH!" Natalie squealed, her body trembling as her knees began to bend slightly, and her breathing coming fast and heavy.

Madison wondered whether she was having an orgasm already.  She was shocked, as the vibrator had only been on her for a few seconds.

"MMMMMMMHH!  MMMMMHH!  MMMMMMHH!" Natalie kept squealing, her knees bending even more, her legs trembling heavily.  She seemed to really struggle to keep her eyes on Madison.

Yep, Madison thought, she has to be having an orgasm.  It was really weird watching this happen to a girl she completely loathed. 

And then Natalie's eyelids began to flutter and her breathing got shallower and shallower.  Her legs bent so far they were no longer holding her up - she was held up by the ceiling ropes that were attached to her arm restraints.  Her eyelids fluttered so heavily it was almost like she wasn't even looking at Madison anymore.  And then...

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Natalie shrieked at the top of her lungs, piercing both Madison's and Mistress Anna's ears.

Immediately, Natalie's body went into heavy convulsions and Madison could feel her fingers being gripped and squeezed tightly by Natalie's pussy muscles.  Now there was no doubt in Madison's mind.  THIS was Natalie's orgasm.  She could barely believe what she was seeing and feeling.  She had certainly never come that hard.  She didn't even know orgasms like that were possible.

"Keep it on her," Mistress Anna said loudly.  "Hold it on her clit!"

Madison did as she was told, wondering whether if she did so, Natalie might pass out.

"HMMMMMMMNFFF!!  HMMMMMMMMMMNNFF!!" Natalie squealed, struggling in a futile attempt to escape the intensity of the vibrator.  But her bonds held her in place.

Madison, partly out of morbid curiosity for what would happen to Natalie, kept the vibrator on her, watching her struggle and squirm.

"MMMMMMMMFFF!!" Natalie squealed, tensing up again.  Then, "HHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNGGGGHHHHH-HHMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNGGGH-HMMMMMMMMNNNNNGGH-HMMMMMMMMMNGGH-HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNGGHH!!" she wailed, her body convulsing violently in another body-wracking orgasm.

Madison now began to wonder whether she was actually harming Natalie.  She didn't receive instructions to pull the vibrator away, so she kept it on her, watching her writhe and convulse, feeling her fingers gripped like a vice by Natalie's tight cunt muscles.

Again, Natalie wailed, shuddering and convulsing in a third powerful orgasm.  She was drooling all over herself now, barely able to maintain any kind of control over her body.

"Okay, that's enough," Mistress Anna finally said.

Madison pulled the vibrator away, and Natalie was left hanging there limply by the ropes, huffing and drooling, still giving the occasional shudder.

Mistress Anna walked up to Natalie, moving her face close to the girl's.  She stared at the girl's dazed, drained expression, watching drool continue to drip from her lower lip and chin.  Mistress Anna grinned.  "I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you?"

Natalie just hung there limply, panting and huffing through her gag, still trying to catch her breath.

Mistress Anna reached back and swatted her hard on the ass, causing Natalie to squeal sharply, her body jerking forward.

"I hate having to repeat myself," Mistress Anna said, "so I'm only going to do it one more time:  I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you?"

Natalie hesitated a second before starting to nod, then switching to shaking her head.

"Which is it, yes or no?" Mistress Anna said.  Then, before waiting for an answer, asked, "You came, didn't you?"

Natalie nodded.

"How many times?" Mistress Anna asked.  "Once?"

Natalie shook her head.

"Twice?"

Again, Natalie shook her head.

"Three times?"

Natalie hesitated, then nodded.

Mistress Anna then slid her hand down to Natalie's sex and dipped her fingers into the girl's pussy.  She then brought them up to Natalie's face, covered in her juices, and rubbed her fingertips with her thumb.  "You are very wet," Mistress Anna said.  "It looks to me like you enjoyed yourself."

Mistress Anna then slid her hand back down to Natalie's pussy.  She rubbed it gently, smearing Natalie's juices around her folds, before closing the sides of her index and middle fingers around Natalie's clit, gently pinching it.  Natalie whimpered at the pressure.

"I'll ask you one more time," Mistress Anna said, pinching Natalie's clit a little tighter.  "Did you enjoy yourself, or not?"

Slowly, Natalie nodded.

Mistress Anna smiled.  "I thought so," she said, releasing Natalie's clit. 

Mistress Anna took a step back and put her arm around Madison's shoulders as she continued to look at Natalie.  "Now, thank her," Mistress Anna said.  "She did, after all, bring you to orgasm three times.  I know it will be hard with that gag in your mouth, but just do your best."

Natalie looked at Mistress Anna, then at Madison.  She felt disgust rising in her throat.  There was no way she was going to say 'thank you' to that bitch.

Mistress Anna calmly walked away from the girls.  Natalie briefly wondered whether she was going to let this one slide.  That is, until she saw Mistress Anna pick up the flogger.

Natalie instantly began to panic.  "Hnnngk-ooo!  Hnnnngk-ooo!  Hnnnngk-OOO!" she mumbled quickly through her gag.

Mistress Anna calmly walked up behind Natalie, swung the flogger back, then swung it forward, right across Natalie's bare ass.

THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Natalie screamed, her body twisting and contorting as it was flogged.

Mistress Anna then calmly walked back up to Natalie and put her arm around the girl.  "I know it is hard in the beginning.  But you need to know that I take this very seriously.  And you will learn."

Natalie squeezed her eyes shut, still huffing through her gag.  She was still in a daze from those body-wracking orgasms, and now her ass stung so sharply she could barely think.

"Now, one more time," Mistress Anna said.  "Look into her eyes, and thank her.  Like you mean it."

Natalie bit down hard on her ball gag.  She forced herself to bring her eyes to Madison's.  "Hnnngk-oo," she mumbled.  Fuck.  She couldn't believe she just did that.

"Good girl," Mistress Anna said, smiling.

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