Christ whispered in the girls ear. "Julie, honey? You have to answer him. You don't want to feel what Kara felt, do you?"

"Please? Don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want."

"That's good. So you'll make love to Kara for me?"

"I. I'm not sure I can."

"But you'll try?"

"I'm not a lesbian. Please don't make me do that."

Christi spoke up. "Remember what we talked about, Julie? You have to try."

"I'll try. Just don't slap me. Please?"

I ran my fingertips down her bare exposed b.r.e.a.s.t.s and she cringed. I rose.

Jane had finished re-tying Kara's ankles. I crouched and double checked the knots. I'd never caught her not tying up a girl to the best of her ability. Kara wasn't going anywhere but her feet wouldn't fall asleep due to lack of circulation again. I ran my finger along Kara's right instep and up her calf. She shuddered but was smart enough not to make a complaint.

"Thanks, Jane."

She just smiled. Knowing that she was d.a.m.n good at knots. She crawled out from the foot of Kara's chair. Knelt by Julie's chair.

"Christi? Jane? On your feet."

The girls obediently rose to their feet with me. I recuffed Jane's hands. She made no complaint. I guided them towards the doorway. Their bare feet moving ahead of me. As we pa.s.sed the door, I turned back to the remaining women.

"Amy?"

She turned towards me hopefully. Forced to remain voluntarily immobile. Her hands still cuffed behind her. The ball gag still stretching her mouth.

"I'll let you out of that gag when I get back."

Her face fell. Hoping for the use of her mouth again. But silently accepting her punishment. Not having much choice. Not as though she could take it out of her own mouth.

"Julie and Kara? When I get back, you should be ready to have s.e.x. Okay?"

Kara defeated, nodded. Julie shook her head. Neither was very enthusiastic about it. Julie pulled once more at the ropes holding her bare body and gave up. Slumping in the bonds.

I picked up the pack and I closed the door as I walked out with the girls.

Chapter 94.

Once outside the office, I quickly connected leashes to their throat collars.

"You didn't have to slap her that hard, you know." Christi spoke to me as we made our way out of the employee area and back down the stairs. Tugging a bit against the leash.

"She was not being obedient."

"She's new. She doesn't even know what is expected of her. You didn't even tell her why you were slapping her. Torturing her."

"She figured it out."

"Sometimes you are such a b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

I put my hand on her shoulder and stopped her. Jane stopped as well, gazing at us. We'd almost made it to the bottom of the stairs. The cuffed blonde in front of me was shaking a bit. I couldn't tell if it was anger or fright.

"Christi. Do you want to be the next one being slapped?"

She paled. Suddenly really frightened. I couldn't blame her.

"No sir. Please. I'm sorry. Truly I am," she managed to get out shakily. "You don't have to hurt me."

"I don't want to hear anymore about how I'm treating them. I'm not in the mood to put up with it. Alright?"

Tears had begun to form in Christi's eyes and she clamped her mouth shut and nodded slowly. Not understanding. Frightened. Jane looked like she was about to say something but decided not to. Her mouth set in a grim line.

I opened the door and let the girls walk out into the store again. They padded out and stood waiting for me to join them. I walked them along the back of the store, and finally down the aisle leading to the front of the store. As we approached, Kathleen and Nicole both stared at us. Not quite believing that I was leading a pair of nude women by their throats, their hands in handcuffs down the store aisle towards them. Along the way, I picked up some broom handles as we pa.s.sed.

Kathleen found her tongue first. "Oh G.o.d. Is that our fate too?"

Christi and Jane just sank to their knees on the store tiles. Keeping their mouths shut. I walked over to the bound cashiers.

"Kathleen, that isn't your fate. I promise you. We are just going to have some fun and then I'll release you. If you cooperate."

"By fun, you mean rape. And I let you tie me up. I have been cooperating. I thought that you weren't going to hurt us. Why should I believe that you'll let us go after raping us."

Nicole was almost incoherent in fright. Tears running down her pretty face.

"You can't. But I can't keep you like I'm keeping them."

"Why not?"

Jane spoke from her kneeling position on the floor. "Honey. You'll end up doing what he wants anyway. Trust me. It doesn't much matter if he's telling the truth or not. I've been with him long enough to know that it is always just better to cooperate with him."

"Who are you?" Kathleen asked the naked kneeling girl.

"I'm Jane. And I have no idea if he's even going to punish me for talking to you. I'm frightened like h.e.l.l, and I just don't want to see you hurt more than necessary. Please. Just listen to him."

Kathleen nodded. "You'll let us go after you've had your fun?"

I nodded. "I can't keep you."

She looked a bit confused, but didn't question it again. "If I willingly have s.e.x with you, will you let Nicole go? Spare her at least?"

"I can take whatever I want from you. And from her."

The first tears began to form in her eyes. "I swear. I'll give you the best time of your life. I don't. Have much experience, but I'll make it up in effort. I'll try my best. You won't regret it. Please." She tried to move towards me, but the tether stopped her short.

"Kathleen. You don't really want to do that."

"Of course, I don't. But I don't have much else to bargain with, now do I?"

I picked up the scissors from the pack. Kathleen's face went ashen. Her mouth moved, but no sound came out.

"Oh G.o.d. You know I'll do whatever you want. Please. Don't hurt us. I don't want to die," she finally managed to gasp out. She thought that I was going to use the scissors on her body.

"Relax. You'll be fine if you don't move. I'm just going to relieve you of those pretty uniforms."

"You are going to cut our clothes off. You don't have to do that. I'll take them off if you just release me for a moment. I'll let you tie me back up. Please."

I ignored her and moved to her bound body. She aimed a kick at me, but her body was stretched upwards by the ropes and she wasn't able to get it to land with any force. Just glanced harmlessly off my hip.

I stepped towards her. Cutting off any further kicks. I grabbed her lower jaw and held her face. Staring into her frightened eyes.

"Kathleen, you don't want to do this. You don't want to resist. Listen to Jane," I hissed.

"You are going to rape me anyway. What the h.e.l.l do I have to lose?"

"This." I slapped her hard across the face. Her head rocked to the side and involuntary tears formed in her eyes. Defiance burned in them. She struggled not to cry out.

"I don't care. Slap me all you want. I'll still kick you whenever you give me a chance. And G.o.d help you if you ever let me out of these." Meaning the handcuffs.

"Kathleen. Honey. I'm not going to slap you. I just wanted you to feel how much it hurts. I know you can take it. I just wanted you to know that for every kick you aim at me, Nicole gets a slap like the one I just gave you. Understand?"

"You are a b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

"Now, you are going to let me cut your clothes off, right?"

She nodded. Hate burning in her eyes.

I slipped the sharp shears into the throat of her uniform. She shuddered at the touch of the cold steel against her bare skin. In one quick motion I tore the material down her front. I snipped out the straps of her bra, cutting it between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. A few more cuts and the garments lay crumpled on the floor. I stepped back. She was well built. High firm b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Small nipples becoming erect at their exposure. She was shaking, but still managed to glare at me. Probably beginning to feel more vulnerable being topless.

I repeated the procedure on Nicole. Nicole was far more cooperative. Just standing still while her top was removed. Same build. Almost the same nipples.

I walked back to Christi and Jane. I crouched and released their hands. They remained on their knees idly rubbing their wrists. Afraid to speak.

"Jane. I know you don't want to do it, but I want you to tie their feet apart. To those broomsticks."

Without a word, Jane scrambled to her feet and obeyed. Taking some rope from the pack and approaching the girls. Whispering to Kathleen. Trying to calm her. Both girls allowed the spreaders on their ankles without need of coaxing. Jane was pretty persuasive when she had to be.

She returned and knelt back beside Christi.

"Now. Both of you. I want to hear them scream."

Christi spoke up. "Please don't make us do this. They'll do whatever you want."

"Christi. Honey. What I want is to hear them scream."

"They'll have s.e.x with you if you want. Wouldn't that be better than making us make them scream?"

"Perhaps after they've screamed."

"You don't have to do this."

"I know."

"But you can. What's up with you today? You are scaring me. Scaring the h.e.l.l out of everyone," Christi finally broke down and raged a little at me.

"Not sure. Just do what I ask, and you can avoid punishment."

"Yes sir," Christi's face fell, not understanding, but knowing that she couldn't take the punishment that I would give her for disobeying.

I reached into the pack and withdrew the crop and a small stranded whip I'd picked up in the adult store before s.n.a.t.c.hing Jane. Their eyes widened at the sight of the implements.

Jane moaned. "I. I don't think I can."

"Janey. You have to. I want to see them both across the b.r.e.a.s.t.s."

"They aren't ready for it. They can't. I can't."

"Remember what this feels like across your b.r.e.a.s.t.s? Want to feel it again? I'm in the mood."

"If it will get me out of hitting them. They. Don't deserve it. They haven't done anything but obey you."

"Jane. Listen to me. I know that you can take the pain. And that you'd gladly let me whip you until you pa.s.sed out to avoid this. But eventually you'd break. I'd make you beg to whip them to make it stop. Believe me. It won't get you out of it. Remember Amy?"

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "You b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Which one do I have to hit?"

"Nicole. Christi, you get Kathleen."

"Why? What did they do to deserve a breast cropping?" Christi tried to reason with me.

"Nothing. I just want to see it."

"Hit me instead. I deserve it more than they do. They're just frightened girls trying to do what you want. It's not fair," Christi choked out the offer.

"Christi. Darling. I'm going to hurt them, and then just return them. They won't remember a thing. Remember the time thing? I wouldn't do this to them if I was going to keep them."

The two nude girls nodded. Not quite understanding why I was making them do this, but realizing that the other women's pain would be temporary at least.