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sex crimes (nikki's nancy and shameless desires)

Nancy watched relax just a bit after she was collared. The symbol of belonging to another person, their will being your command. Very extreme but enticing nonetheless. The other items she left on the table for the time being to give the girl something to think about. She walked over and turned out the light. Nancy then walked over and lay down next to Cynthia, pulling covers over them both. She leaned over and kissed the girl's cheek.
"Good night my pet. See you in the morning. Full day of training tomorrow."
She closed her eyes and waited for sleep to come.
 
As apprehensive as she was thanks to the canine assult on her body, Cynthia ceased all her struggling by now and bowed to the inevitable. As she had already figured, there was no way out for her....at first she assumed something else was about to happen to her as her captor slid under the sheets to join her, but when nothing did she laid there beside her for a while, unmoving......she could feel the warmth of the woman's skin next to hers and after a while stared to yearn for something to hold onto....
Cynthia oh so cautiously reached over to hold onto Nancy around her waist and finally drifted off to sleep....
 
Nancy woke early while it was still dark outside. She felt the girl's arm around her waist. She hadn't expected that. It made her feel nice, wanted. But she couldn't be soft with the girl yet. She needed to be strong to break her will to her own. She lightly got up from her grip and slipped into the shower to get clean for the day. After a quick one, she got dressed in the sexiest leather halter and skirt combo she had. The skirt barely covered her crotch much less her ass. The halter showed plenty of cleavage but pressed her tits up and together sexily. She put on lace thong panties and knee high boots to finish the clothing. Then she pulled her dark hair back in a jelled ponytail. She sat at her makeup table and put on her brightest red lipstick and thickest mascara and eyeliner, going for the scary sexy look. She wanted to be ready when the girl woke.
 
Cynthia finally awoke...it was a long sleep, thanks due to the exhaustion she experienced the day before...she laid there wondering if her boyfriend had been looking for her....if anyone had been...after all, she'd been missing for a long time......
She glanced over and gazed at the woman who had so successfully captured her, busy applying her mak
eup and mascara....what kind of woman was this?...she'd heard of the word 'dominatrix' before, and although unsure of it's meaning it appeared that this woman fit the description perfectly....dressed in tight leather, high heeled boots....it that what she was?...cynthia heard stories from her female friends, especially Allison, who said she heard of a guy she knew that went to one of those kind of women....she ballgagged him, put some kind of lock around his penis and made him crawl to her whle being whipped....WAS THIS THAT KIND OF WOMAN???? what would she do to her?????
 
Nancy felt more than heard Cynthia stir to wakefulness.
"Good youre awake. Sleep well? I imagine youre hungry or need to relieve yourself this morning huh?"
She pulled out a chain from under the bed. It was the same one she had had to use when Max was being trained because he was so strong. Now he didn't need it as he obeyed so well, so Nancy attached it to Cynthia's collar before uncuffing the girl from the bed.
 
At first, Cynthia thought what she went through was merely a dream, or in her case, more like a nighmare, but when she stretched and found one arm wouldn't cooperate, she realized instantly that i wasn't a figmante of her imagination...all that happened to her was real.....
her captor brought out a chain and atached it to the collar around her neck...."what are you doing to me?". she asked, unbelieving...."what do you think I am?"
 
Nancy stopped for a moment and just looked at Cynthia. What was she doing? She was doing things she shouldn't. Things that were a violation of another's freedoms. Things she wouldn't have thought of a year ago. But she was commited now. If she let the girl go, shed be in prison within days. No this relationship situation had to be permanent.
"What am I doing? What do I think you are? I am getting you up so you can refresh yourself. And I know, not think, that you are my property. Rest assured I take care of my belongings. I don't damage them and I don't neglect them. But you need to learn your place in this house, yes? Come."
She gave a light tug on the collar chain, encouraging her to get up and come with Nancy.
 
Cynthia found it impossible to conceal the sudden fear on her face....of course she meant what she just said, but the reaction on her captor's face! it was a look of both disgust, determination and sheer will power....how dare she question this woman!!.....
As Nancy gave a good strong yank on te leash attached to the collar around her neck, cynthia got up and followed---naked, humilated, humbled and freightened----if there was any doubt of her captor's intentions toward her, there was none now. Somehow she had become literally her property, and she knew she would have to submit or be punished.....
 
Nancy led the pet girl out the back on to the expansive deck that overlooked the beautiful wooded downsloped hill. Ahh she loved it out here and was now expecially thankful her parents left her this place in their will. It was heaven on earth for her. It may be hell on earth for her captive at the moment but soon it would also be heaven for her as well.
She pulled on the chain as she walked off the deck and led the girl to the small barn and around the back of it. at the rear was a large aluminum tub and a hose reel with a hose on it attached to a spigot.
"Alright love, do your business." She turned her head to give the semblance of privacy.
 
Cynthia blinked, shielding her eyes...it was the first sunlight she'd seen in a while and it took a minute for the scenery to sink in....it was an idyllic scene..she was on a deck overlooking a hill with lots of trees....in any other circmstance it would have looked beautiful, but for her it wasn't....she was stil naked and being led by a leash out in the open....what if someone saw her out here nude?....what would they think?....she had never been outside naked before and now had never felt so vulnerable and exposed....she fould hersbathelf covering her pussy with overlapped hands, as if her ass wasn't exposed just as well....
Cynthia waited for her captor to turn and first urinated in the grass then stepped into the tub...the water in it was cold and she shivered, quickly throwing the water all over her.....staring all around her, again keeping a look out for prying eyes, she finally finished her bathing and bathroom duties......she turned over the tub, drained and rinsed it and shut off the water.....
"allright, I'm finished," she said, standing motionless behind her.....
 
"good girl. Lets get some good food in you. I already made breakfast."
Nancy let the girl finish up and then led her back in.
"You see all that out there? Its gorgeous and its mine. In time if youre good. It could also be ours. Lovely eh?"
she walked into the kitchen with the chain over a shoulder. She pulle down plates and put mush, goetta, biscuits and gravy on them with an egg over medium. One she put on the table for her and one she put on the floor between her feet.
"Come. say grace my dear."
 
humbled, broken and becoming ever more subservient, Cynthia knelt down between her captor's legs and asked god to bless the food her Lady so graciously has given her....slightly whimpering, she sat on her knees and waited for Nancy to start eating....she knew little about submisiveness but she did know that this woman had the capacity to punish her, and at this point that was all that mattered to her. What cynthia didn't ralize was that little things like the trip outside leashed and collared and the kneeling on the floor to eat was the start of her breaking....her ultimate submission....from here on there would be no more thoughts of escape, no more struggling....
 
Nancy began to eat her filling breakfast, giving no more thought to the girl kneeling naked at her feet until she had finished eating. Then she looked down to see how the girl fared with no utensils, no napkin, no chair and no table. She shivered in delight at the utter humiliation of the girl. She felt the telltale tingles running through her nether region that signaled the oncoming of arousal. Did abusing this girl really make her horny? She didn't know about that aspect but she powerful that was certain. She had been a dominatrix before, was only even vaguely aware of what one was. She definitely didn't have all the manners of one or half the answers she probably needed to be a good one. But she told her self she would learn just as the girl learned to be a submissive little slut. If Nancy was successful, they would both find life more rewarding. Once the girl was trained, Nancy would make contact with others in similar relationships and maybe even meet them. For now, Cynthia would be her world.
"are you finished, child?" she asked the girl.
 
due to her ordeals, Cynthia was too famished to care how she looked while she ate....she took the biscuit and mixed it in with everything else on the plate, licking off her fingers....finally she was finished and slid her plate ahead of her a few inches and stayed on her knees silent.....she wasn't sure if she should say anything, and after all she'd been through it might be better if she stayed this way.
She sat with her hands folded over her lap and gazed straight ahead...she felt humiliated..to be treated like a hou sehold pet!....hell, even the dog was treated better!....to be kept naked and chained like this....
'your'e not going anywhere,' the voice inside her head kept taunting her....'whoever---whatever---this woman is, she's in control of you....try and escape now and she'll hurt you, maybe badly.....maybe someday if a chance arises, but not now....just be a good little slut....'
.....when her captor asked if she was finished, cynthia answered "yes, Mistress...."
the 'Mistress' came from her mouth before she realized she said it, but knew where it came from...she's heard of shows like 'Taboo' on the Nat Geo channel and others and it seemed like the right word to address her by....
 
Nancy was surprised at how quickly the girl was adapting to her new lot in life. She was indeed a good choice even if it had been chance that led Nancy to her. She decided that she would reward the beauty with something. Something small. better things would come as they grew in their new relationship.
"Very good, Cynthia my pet. I like that-Mistress. It has a ring of truth to it. For being a good girl today, i'll let you have a treat. How would you like some Belgian chocolate? I think you've earned it."
She wiped her mouth with a napkin and got up. She walked to a cabinet and pulled down a small bag of truffles. Pulling one out, she set it on the table in front of another chair. Smiling at her, Nancy motioned for her to sit and enjoy while she went to the counter and poured two glasses of wine.
 
Cynthia was glad that she was considered worthy enough to sit on the furniture....this was the first time she'd been allowed to sit on a chair sine she arrived...
"y-y-y-yes Mistress," she replied, again more out of automasticity then a show of authority----did she really mean it?....no, but she already experienced the alternative, and wished no reocurrence....
she sat in the chair with her hands folded over her lap, head slightly bowed, waiting for her captor's okay before she did anything further.....
 
Nancy sat back down and put the glass of Cabernet in front of Cynthia, watching her intently.
"Go ahead pet. You may have them. Tell me your thoughts."
This was the first time she had given the teen anything beside water or breakfast. She wanted desperately to show the girl she was worth staying loyal to.
 
Cynthia was still very much apprehensive and guarded, and deservedly so, and she picked her words very carefully....her naked tits brushed up against the table, she took the truffle, broke it in two and nibbled carefully on it......taking the wine glass, she sipped, afraid to look up at her captor eye to eye...
"I-I-I.....I'll do as you ask MIstress," she replied...."whatever you say....."
 
"I wil accept no less from you child. Don't worry. You look very tense. You won't be beaten unless you deserve it. And you'll be rewarded accordingly as well. I'm not overlly cruel. I can be caring and demanding. Is the chocolate nice? Behave and therell be more."
She reached out and stroked hef hair and her shoulder then the collar Cynthia wore. She wanted the girl to like aswell as obey her. Her twisted heart didn't know how to show it yet and this was the best she could do.
 
Cynthia was still hungry...the plate her captor fixed for her was just enough to sustain life but little more....she hoped that if she continued to put up this sharade maybe they'll be a possibility of more....
she trembled as the woman touched the collar still fastened around her neck....it was the only thing she had on and was still feeling very much humilated and vulnerable....she dropped her hands down on top of her lap, overlapping each other....
"I-I-I'll.....behave................Mistress........"
 
Nancy smiled to her self.
"Good. I would like you to go pour me a bath. Then you will wash me thoroughly and then trim my nails and do my makeup." She made a shooing mothion at the teen, signaling her she should start the water.
 
"Y-Y-Y-Yes, Mistress," cynthia stammered, hurriedly scampering to the master bathroom just as soon as her captor released her end of the leash....taking the leash in her hand, she got to the tub and turned on the water, slipping her arm under the flow now and then to make sure the temperature was perfect. Once filled, she knelt beside the tub....."your bath is now ready, MIstress...."...folding her hands down on her lap
 
Nancy walked in and stood in front of her.
"You may undress me now." She gazed at the girl, gauging her reactions very closely.
She held her arms out for her.
 
Cynthia nodded her head and gracefully rose from the floor and stod behind her, gently unhooking her captor's blouse, unzipping it and taking it off her, one shoulder at a time, gently laying it on a stool next to the tub....staying behind her, she unhooked the woman's bra, gently reachiung around her t catch her tits as they came out....no 'flopping' would be permitted....
she walked around to face her frontally and went back on her knees, rising up to clutch the catch on the skirt and pulling it down, gently picking up first one leg then the other to free the skirt from the feet...afterwards she returned to her knees, clutching the Lady's panties by the elastic and slowly pulling them down until on the floor....once all the clothes were draped carefully over the stool, she once again sat on the floor on her knees, her hands again crisscrossed over her lap....
 
Nancy was impressed with the girl's behavior. It was almost as if shed done this before. Without a word of gratitude however, she stepped into the bath and sighed. It was hot enough to relax muscles but not enough to burn her delicate flesh. She slowly eased her naked form into the steaming water and sat back and the back of the tub, stretching her long shapely legs. She reached for her lightly scented body wash, shampoo, conditioner and a wash cloth and sat them on the rim for Cynthia. Then she closed her eyes and relaxed.
 
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