Broken Kat (ssk and messedup)

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She was on her knees blindfolded and gagged. Her hands were chained above her head and her ankles bound together. She breathed heavily through the crystal ball gag filling her mouth. She felt drops of drool drop onto her naked heaving breasts. She knew she was naked save for the 6" leather ankle boots and thigh high stockings and leather underbust corset and suspenders. The corset hugged her midriff making it difficult to breath, especially with the gag. She squirmed and felt the rope tied off between her kitty lips and butt cheeks rub against her swollen clit.

Not very long ago she was one of the resistance leaders fighting against a regime of Lords and Ladies lording over the 'lesser' folk. A government of caste class. A ruling class suckling on the use of slaves. Slaves not only for labor but also for sex. These girls and boys were sold to wealthy families and made into nothing more than sex slaves for the depraved. Kaitlyn was from one of these wealthy families but she could not stand it. It disgusted her that young teens were pulled form their homes and made into slaves for the pleasure of others. She could not tolerate how things were so she and a small band of like-minded fellows rose up to bring down the Emperor and his court.

Her campaign ran well, they were near a massive victory at one of the slave camps when one of her officers had decided that he wanted her for him...not as his leader but at his pet. She rejected him...violently. He was expelled from the group but he swore revenge. The night before the raid the Vanguard (the Emperor's personal guard) rode into their camp and killed the men and captured the women. Kaitlyn was one of them. Now she was in a cold dank dungeon. chained to the wall, naked and blindfolded. She heard the other women scream as they were raped over and over again by the guards and the men of the Vanguard. But she was left untouched. She was bathed and dressed in the fetish outfit she was now in and chained and blindfolded and gagged and left. She had overheard some of the guards talk. She heard that she was specially selected by one of the Ladies of the Emperor's court. Apparently somebody of high standing...somebody who had personally selected Kaitlyn.

She swung her fiery red shoulder length hair over her shoulder as she heard footsteps. She heard heels, not men's heels but stilettos...women's heels. Was this the woman claiming her 'prize'. Kaitlyn pulled against the chains in vain and bucked and writhed and screamed into the gag. She would not go quietly...

 

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The footsteps stopped as they has grown louder, before suddenly the stinging of a flogger met Kaitlyn's breasts, the flogger slapped her chest over and over, hitting from one side to the other over and over. The flogging did not stop until Kaitlyn had calmed down and stopped screaming and writhing. Soon, the blindfold was removed, revealing the new owner.

Standing before Kaitlyn was a long woman, her body toned and fit muscle, she has long legs and a pretty face. Her skin was a light brown, and her hair was jet black taking down her back. She was dressed in black lace lingerie, with a maniacal grin on her lips, smiling up at the new slave. The flogger in one hand and leash in the other. A slave collar dangling from the leash. "Why hello there pet."

The woman stepped forward and cupped her hand over Kaitlyn's pussy, her fingers playing with her sex. "I wouldn't try and squirm away darling, otherwise these ropes will cause more pain than good." She smirked again and nodded, "good... I am lady Tarla, but you will of course call me mistress." Lady Tarla smiled softly and punched at Kaitlyn's clit. "You will be trained as my slave here until you learn how to properly serve me, your new owner. Disobedience will be met with punishment, obedience will be rewarded. However, I'm still in my bedclothes. That's why you'll be staying here for tonight to think on how you want to act and your training will start tomorrow."

Tarla turned and began strutting away. setting both the collar and flogger on na workbench. "Tomorrow can be wonderful or suffering depending on what you choose little slut.make the right choice."

 

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Kaitlyn thrashed as she hear the door swing open and the heels come in closer. She bucked and pulled at the chains and screamed into the gag. The screams of anger and rebellion was soon replaced with screams of pain and anguish. The steps stopped not far from her and the silence was soon replaced with swishing and whip falling on naked flesh and screams of pain. The flogging on Kaitlyn's naked breasts went on for what felt like forever. She thrashed and writhed and bucked as each strike landed on her pushed out breasts, the underbust did nothing to protect her breasts, in fact they pushed them up and out so it made it easier. Eventually Kaitlyn's screamed dulled and she slumped on the chains. The anguish had exhausted her and she had no power left to resist.

That was when the lashing stopped. After a bit the blindfold was removed. Kaitlyn blinked and grimaced through stinging of dull light and salt tears. Soon her focus cleared up and she looked at a marvelously striking woman. Kaitlyn had always been attracted to women more than men, some thought it strange but she did not like the brutes of men but rather the fine lines of women...and their softness. This woman though was everything but fine. She was beautiful, dangerously so. Kaitlyn recognised the sadistic glimmer in the woman's eyes. She had seen it when her brothers and father abused their slaves. She did however see that there was something else behind that sadism...something...new.

Kaitlyn listened as the woman explained what was to happen. Kaitlyn glared at her. She wanted Kaitlyn to submit...to give in...hells to that. She gasped as the woman cupped her dripping kitty (she could never get herself to call it anything but that), despite herself she found she was wet from what was happening to her. She hated herself for that. The woman fondled and teased the exposed flesh beyond the rope cutting into her. Kaitlyn closed her eyes and moaned into the gag. Why am i so turned on?

The woman introduced herself as Lady Tarla. Kaitlyn recognised it only in what she had heard. She had heard that Lady Tarla held a certain place of respect among the other lords and ladies, mostly because of her place to the Emperor but also because of her...hungers. Kaitlyn listened while glaring and moaning as she kept fondling. Frak why won't she stop doing that?

That was about the time that the woman's kind face disappeared and she punched Kaitlyn right on her swollen clit. She screamed as the rope dug into her and pressed hard against her. She was pushed up against the wall from the force and she screamed almost biting the gag in half. The woman smiled and nodded and left. Kaitlyn was left alone hanging from the wall. She looked at the bench and saw the flogger and collar resting there. She had a very obvious choice. Submit or be tortured possibly killed...or worse. Kaitlyn began to sob for the first time in her life. She was feeling her will sapping away. She knew that she wanted to resist and she wanted to fight but she just was not that sure she had the strength. She was never good on her own. She always needed others to lean on and support her. Now she was alone with an impossible decision. She thought about her options all through the night and right up to her hearing the heels click clack on the cold stone floor approaching her dark dank cell. She rose her head and looked at the door of her cell. She had made her decision...

 

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Who came in instead was a young woman, with wide eyes and the same dark hair and light brown skin. She was naked, except for a paint of heels and her own collar. "Hello miss... Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Mistress told me not to hurt you in any way or I would be receiving a flogging."

The girl gently unshackled Kaitlyn, taking her down from the wall and moving her to a mount, she was layed down with her legs spread wide. Her arms tied down behind her and her legs locked on place, spread wide. The slave took out a bottle of something and began rubbing it all over Kaitlyn's skin. It made her skin shine and seemed to soothe it as well, especially so when her breasts and crotch were covered by the substance. "Mistress loves when her slaves are oiled like this. She can be very kind and gentle, so long as you behave and do as she tells you. Don't tell her this, but I've jesrd her talk about you. She's hey excited to have you in here home. I am too." She giggled and scurried away, leaving the room.

Soon, the clicking returned, this time it was Tarla herself. She smiled at the sight of her slave and walked over, "You look adorable like this, bound tight and waiting for me. I hope you've made a good choice last night. I've given you a nibble at what good girls get, as well as what bad girls get." Tarla began playing with Kaitlyn's pussy again, stroking it and finferingnt with her latex gloves. "Mm now tell me what you want to be." She removed the gag and smiled.

 

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Kaitlyn gasped into her gag as she saw that the woman walking in was not Lady Tarla but another slave girl, cute and naked. She spoke with a sweet soft spoken voice as she unchained Kaitlyn and led her to a mount. Kaitlyn lay down and the girl bound her again spread wide. Kaitlyn huffed into the gag. She could over-power this girl easily but she knew what happened to slaves that failed at their task, besides the girl was quite sweet and cute, Kaitlyn would hate to be the reason for her pain...that and it would be smart to have an ally in the house.

She began massaging a sweet smelling oil into Kaitlyn's skin. It felt good, especially over the welts covering her breasts. Was it her imagination or was she spending more time on her breasts than what was necessary? Kaitlyn blushed as she felt her nipples stiffen as the girl massaged and fondled her breasts. Kaitlyn wondered what was it that the Lady was discussing about her and why she was so keen to have Kaitlyn as her slave. It was not an easy thing to request a particular slave, especially one that was a political prisoner and a Lady herself...before being disowned by her family. While Kaitlyn was moaning and thinking the girl suddenly giggled and left.

Kaitlyn was alone again, bound and gagged. She tugged at the bonds but, as she suspected, they held fast. She saw how the dim light from the scones were reflecting off her slicked up skin. She had to admit she saw why Lady Tarla would like this. Kaitlyn's skin looked like it glowed. That was when Kaitlyn heard the click clack again. She wondered if it was the slave girl again or...

Lady Tarla walked in and grinned. She walked over to Kaitlyn and almost purred as she ran her latex gloved finger up Kaitlyn's glossed skin and found her dripping kitty. She began playing with Kaitlyn's kitty and kitty lips illiciting moans and groans from the bound and gagged girl. She removed the gag so she could and Kaitlyn sputtered as strings of saliva connected her lips to the gag. She looked up at Lady Tarla and for a moment scowled. She wanted to tell the woman where she could get off but she remembered the flogging she received the previous day. Her features softened and her voice became soft and submissive.
"I want to be a good girl...Mistress...I want to be your...slave..." she answered feeling the pain of her words.

 

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Lady Tarla's coy smile grew to a genuine grin of delight. She out a loose grip on Kaitlyn's neck and kissed her, she didn't use her tongue since she did not yet trust her slave completely. She pulled away and grabbed the collar from the workbench, "I know I have a reputation which I am sure you are aware of, but know that I award obedience. Good girls will be praised and made to feel good, while bad girls will be chastised."

Tarla locked the collar in place around Kaitlyn's neck. "This collar is rather boring, but if you're good you will get a nicer choice. Now then, let's go and get you to your new living space with your other slaves." She released Kaitlyn, running a hand over her body before cuffing her hands behind her back and attaching the leash to the back of her collar. Tarla let the chain leash dangle down Kaitlyn's back and pulled it between her legs. Whenever she tugged at the chain, the metal pressed against her pussy.

The Lady led the new slave through the house, on the way there were several different slaves it seemed. Some naked like the one she had seen before and some in varying states of undress. "Girls who have been disobedient will have their right to slave's clothes stripped. They will not be allowed to wear the harem clothing like the good girls." Tarla explained, without looking back at Kaitlyn. "I can't trust you yet, so you will remain naked for the time being. Besides, I quite like looking at your body. After all that teasing of seeing you, in those low cut dresses at every event. I knew I wanted you, thanks to your own decision I now have you."

As Tarla glanced back at Kaitlyn, a slave bumped into her, mumbling apologies before she realozed that she had walked into her owner. The slave was the same on who had tended to Kaitlyn that morning, her eyes widening in horror as she realized who she has just walked into. "Oh my! Mistress! I am so sorry! Please forgive Me! I didn't mean to-"

She was cut off as Tarla held up a hand for silence. "Your mistake was not harmful Mia. I am in a very good mood today, such a good mood that I think you will be assisting me tonight when slave Kaitlyn's first training session begins. I you behave properly I will geantnyou your priveledge of clothing again."

The slave beamed, she had been sure she would be punished by she had instead been given a chance to redeem herself. "thank you so much mistress!"

Tarla smiled and gsve her a soft kiss. "Don't thank me, Kaitlyn is the reason I'm happy. She should be thanked." Mia beamed at Kaitlyn and scurried away, squealing with delight. Tarla meanwhile tugged on the chain and pulled Kaitlyn forward. "Come along slave, I've been very horny since you arrived and I think it's time you relieved me of this. Then maybe I'll give you an orgasm as your initiation."

 

[submissivesissykitty]

Kaitlyn shivered as Tarla kissed her lips. She wanted to lash out and bite her but she was scared of what would happen. All said and done Kaitlyn wasn't as strong as she had tried to convince people. She felt the woman's hands slide over her naked skin as she uncuffed Kaitlyn. Again a tiny twinge of rebellion rose as she considered just for a second to make a run for it, but she didn't. She was too scared and knew well what happened to slaves who tried to run. All said and done Kaitlyn didn't want to die.

She blushed and gasped as the collar locked in place. It was one thing to accept slavery...but to be reminded of it with a collar was something very different. Words are one thing but physical symbols like a collar ran more permanent. Kaitlyn touched the collar and fought the tears. To add insult to injury Tarla ran the leash from the back of the collar, up between Kaitlyn's thighs and up between her breasts and up through the front of the collar. Kaitlyn gasped as Tarla tugged on the leash pushing the chain up into Kaitlyn's dripping kitty. Kaitlyn followed without question while still naked. Her skin danced and glowed red from shame...and arousal.

As they walked down the corridor passing other girls in various degrees of undress Lady Tarla made a confession. She had told Kaitlyn that she had been watching her for some time and had always wanted her. Kaitlyn blushed. Now she remembered why she looked familiar. She was often at Daddy's parties, including her cotillion. She blushed as she recalled the dress she wore. A tight corsetted bodice, green and satin with lace trim. Lace under blouse and green satin dress. She also remembered the choker she wore. It was partly the reason why she rebelled. She knew that the choker was a symbol that she was of marrying age and that suitors were open to make...offers...for her hand. It was little more than slavery.

Kaitlyn looked up at Tarla as she remembered the woman coming up to her and speaking to her. She remembered how the woman drew her in. She recalled how she felt strangely attracted to the woman. She realised that it was then that she knew she was not...normal. As she looked at the woman who had become her Owner and Mistress there was a crash. Tarla spun around and glared at the offender. It was the girl from earlier. She was shrinking before her Mistress and Kaitlyn feared that Lady Tarla was going to lash out. But she didn't. Her anger softened and they spoke softly, almost too softly for Kaitlyn to fully make out. But she saw the look on the girl's face. She seemed...excited. She thanked her Mistress and hurried off. Did she just wink and smile at Kaitlyn?

The tug of the leash made Kaitlyn gasp and fall in behind her Mistress. She followed her Mistress and blushed at the sound of...her initiation.

 

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Tarla walked confidently as she led the slave. They passed a room with two open doors, inside seemed to be dozens of women in the sheer clothing of slaves, covered only by skant bras and panties. A few glanced at Kaitlyn as she passed but most were absorbed in other duties. Several busy with pleasuring one another.

Tarla pulled her along however toward a massive set or gold doors. Two guards pushed the doors open to admit them to a palace all it's own. The room me as large and octangular, with several arches on the walls that led into other parts of the suite or other rooms entirely. The ceiling was a great dome and the floor underneath the center was recessed a bit to create a large circular area that was basically a bed. However, across from it in one of the alcoves led to the real bedroom and the grand balcony.

Tarla dropped the leash and pointed to the big cushion. "Kneel down by the edge there and wait..." She walked to a dark wooden cabinet and opened it up, the doors and shelves were filled with sex toys and bondage equipment, all neatly organized, meticulously cleaned and with a clear purpose. "This isn't much, but it's enough for quick use... You'll be acquainted with the dungeon later tonight at your first training session... un clip your leash and bend over for me, I want to see your holes."

 

[submissivesissykitty]

Kaitlyn winced and gasped as she was led by the leash cutting her kitty in half. Part of it was unpleasant, another part very erotic and arousing. It kept pressing against her swollen clit and sent waves of delectable ecstasy rushing through her with every tug. They past several open doors. Most had girls again in various stages of undress but Kaitlyn noticed a trend. All the outfits were designed to be revealing and sexy...and ease of access. It made Kaitlyn blush at the thought. Even though she was naked she knew it was still here in the privacy of the castle but she had a feeling that would not always be the case. She has seen enough of it in her time to know what was awaiting her...but what she discovered was something quite different.

The large double doors were opened by a pair of guards. She wondered if they ever 'sampled' Lady Tarla's slaves and if so under what conditions and circumstances. Kaitlyn felt the lewd glance from one of the guards as they walked past. The doors closed and locked behind Kaitlyn making her gasp. The leash was dropped and Lady Tarla pointed to a large cushion. Kaitlyn walked to the cushion and knelt down on the edge and waited, eyes down. She glanced to the side to catch a glimpse of Tarla opening a large dark cabinet and pull out a few...utensils. It was very clear the intent and their purpose.

Kaitlyn unclipped the leash and pulled it free. Her kitty dripped of juices as she crawled to Lady Tarla. She wasn't sure if that was expected but she has seen other girls do it for their Masters so she just assumed it was correct. Once at her feet she bent over, pressing her shoulders and cheek against the cool tiled floor. She blushed and bit her bottom lip in shame. She could not believe she was being so compliant but what could she do. Rather this than the alternative.

 

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Tarla did a double take as she saw Kaitlyn had crawled over, "I told you to kneel down by the bed... Yet here you are, crawled over to me..." She patted Kaitlyn's head, "good girl. You've been very compliant so far and that's good. Now time to start playing with you." She picked up several dildos and a vibrator wand, leading the slave back to the mattress set into the floor.

She xralwed onto it and pushed Kaitlyn to lie down. "Undress me slut. You'll be making me cum before I let you cum, if you com first you'll be punished, if you try anything you'll be severely punished understand?" As soon as Tarla was naked, she leaned down and kissed Kaitlyn, holding it for a bit before pulling down to kiss her slave's neck. She slowly moved down her body with her kisses, going to her breasts.

Tarla switched on the breasts, one hand kneaded her rich breast and stroked the nipple while her mouth toyed with the left. She licked and sucked at the nipple, occasionally biting it playfully. "I think you need some handcuffs, keep this pretty little body uncovered and let me see it all. Wouldn't you agree?"

 

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Kaitlyn blushed as she realised that she had just revealed her nature. She never wanted to admit it but seeing those girls submitting to their Masters had turned her one. Well, not so much the Masters, rather to their Mistresses. She felt the pat on her head and a small part of her screamed but a larger part felt pride. She followed, on all fours, back to the bed and lay down as Tarla pushed her onto the bed. She moved up to Tarla and began undressing her slowly starting with the top ending with her panties. She blushed as she felt her kitty drip. Tarla pulled her into a deep kiss that made Kaitlyn's body sing and thrum. Tarla slowly moved down her neck and to her breasts. Kaitlyn began to pant and moan. Soon her back arched as Tarla began sucking and kneading and fondling her breasts. She had never felt like this before.

She started. Handcuffs. She looked down at Tarla. If she was handcuffed she would be vulnerable, exposed, helpless. But how was that different to now? She blushed as she felt her kitty drip more. Her nature was becoming more and more obvious by the second.

 

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Tarla smiled and kept licking. "Mm do I make your back arch my little slut? Do you like the way I toy with your body and make you feel so good? Let's find out." One of Tarla's hands crept down to Kaitlyn's sex. Her eyes widening as she felt the pussy. "My god. You love this, you're loving how it feels to be naked and enslaved. I think you deserve a reward for that."

Tarla stood up and walked to the armoire again. Bringing back more this time. A pile of rope, a strap on and two gags, swinging a pair of handcuffs in her hand. "Here we go. Time to play."

She began by locking Kaitlyn's hands behind her back, her hand teasing the slave's pussy while she locked her down. Next she held up a bright red ball gag, there was a hope drilled through the center and as Tarla gently pushed it into Kaitlyn's mouth she explained why. "Most slave owners are fairly thoughtless. They don't think about the simple fact that being good to your slaves pays off... I punish girls when they're bad, not when they're good. I have the foresight to drill a hole in the gag to help you breath through it better. You seem to be learning quickly that obedience and tenacity help. You've been a good girl and at this rate. If you keep this up, you'll be my favorite slave in no time. I know you want that, you want to be my favorite little fuck toy and you will be. You'll be so well treated and cared for. Maybe even loved."

Tarla rolled Kaitlyn over and pulled her hips up, making her bent over on her knees. Her holed exposed now. Tarla groped and kissed Kaitlyn's buttocks. "Mm so good... You are a real treat darling. An absolute delight, let's see how these taste." She took a long, slow lick over Kaitlyn's pussy, teasing her clit and lips with her tongue. "Very good, how about this one." She spread the slaves ass and did the same to that hole. Teasing it slowly. Once she was done, Tarla teased them with her fingers. "You get a choice. One grunt and I play with your pussy first, two grunts and I play with your ass. Three grunts and I choose which I play with first."