[kearns]

Caroline crept over to Bern and grabbed her boobs from behind. Bern screamed and turned around, falling off the couch as she did so. She backed further into the living room with a horrified expression painted on her face. Caroline smiled smugly and simply walked over to the blaring music and shut it off. Bern said nothing, but her mouth was wide open in shock.
"Well well well Bernadette, it seems we've got a horny little girl here."
Bernadette simply stared.
"Oh, I just came over for some milk, but when you didn't answer the door with the lights being on, I got concerned. Imagine my surprise when I found this scene!"
Bern was breathing heavily now, and her face turned a crimson red.
"Luckily, I captured everything on camera, my little porn actress! It's all right here!" She said delightedly, waving her phone in the air. "A good thirty or so pics, and a five minute video of you getting dirty and watching porn. Speaking of which, it really is nasty porn Bern, what kind of sicko watches girls getting gang-raped by dogs? You wouldn't want this to get out, would you?"
Bern's eyes widened and she shook her head no. Her body was shaking in fear.
"Don't worry Bern, it won't. As long as you do as I say, that is. You see, I'm very lonely in my house, Bern, and very rich. I don't know what to do with myself! But now I know! You're going to be my slave Bern, and you're going to obey my every order no matter how sick or disgusting because if these pictures ever got out, they'd ruin your life. Your parents would probably never talk to you again, and probably stop paying for college, your friends wouldn't see you again, and you'd never hold a job because I'll make sure any employer that hires you sees these pics and video. You wouldn't be able to move where I couldn't find you because one, I'm rich with a ton of resources at my disposal, and two, I'd have plenty of time to sit around all day searching for you. You're a community college student, so I assume you have no money to just get up and move anyways. If I had to spend every waking hour finding you, though, I'd do it because I'm just THAT bored. Face it, Bern, I fucking own your ass, and there's no escape or getting out of it. You're my slave, for as long as I wish. And I'd never let a slave go."

Bern looked into Caroline's eyes and knew it was true. She bowed her head in defeat.
"Good slave, accepting your new life. Here's what we're gonna do: first of all, you are to address me as Mistress at all times, and say 'Yes Mistress' after every order I give you. Failure to do so will be punished severely. Secondly, we're going to pack up some of your things and you're going to move in with me from now on. I plan on keeping you Bern, so just get used to it. We won't sell this house because it might be useful, but you're going to drop out of college. Your life belongs to me now and the only education worth your while is what I train you to do. Third, forget your old name. I'll call you whatever I want from now on- Cunt, Tits, Slut, Whore, Bitch, slave, whatever. I'll never call you Bern again, and seeing as I'm the center of your universe now it's best you just forget it. Fourth, you are to always and only wear panties and bras around me, or any swimsuits I give you. Sometimes I may remove the bra, sometimes I'll give you extra stuff like stockings and garter belts and high heels, but I'll always have you in panties. And I'll make sure there's a huge selection of underwear for me to choose from- I'm gonna go online tomorrow and order hundreds of panties, bras, and swimsuits just for you. Let's see, what else... Oh! Tomorrow we'll go downtown and get you pierced and tattooed, and we'll pick up some hormones for breast development. I want DDs on you, slave, not the C cups you have now. You'll be put on a strict exercise and diet plan to ensure you're always in shape and to get you more of an hourglass figure. I also intend for you to exercise naked, that way I can record you and sell tapes of your bouncing boobs and jiggling ass online. And maybe I'll put a corset on you for some time. Anyways, any questions before you start your new life?"
"N-n-no, Mistress...." Bern stammpered.
"Good. Now get up, you're going to pack all of your panties, bras, and swimsuits into boxes for me. Everything else I have at my home."
"Y-yes Mistress. I'll be a few minutes."
"Say 'this slave' will be a few minutes, bimbo, I don't want you to ever say 'I' again."
"Yes Mistress. This slave will be a few minutes, Mistress."
"Better. Now get to it, slave," Caroline said, slapping her on the ass.
" And where's your cell phone, slave?"
"On the table, Mistress."
Caroline walked over to it and picked it up. She casually strolled through the contacts list, grinning because she was right. Bern didn't seem to have a ton of friends, and that meant less questions as to why she was no longer going to be in school. However, upon checking the pictures Caroline discovered her new slave did seem to have a horny side, often posing in her underwear and sometimes topless. She sent a few of the pics to her phone to ass to the blackmail, then scrolled further... only to find one of Bern's friends as the star of five or so pictures, some topless, others spreading her legs to reveal her pink pussy, still others bending over in panties and swimsuits. And although Caroline was straight, she had to admit Bern's friend was smoking hot. She had a cute face with pouty lips, and one of the best asses she'd ever seen on a girl. And those boobs had to cause her a lot of pain- she was small, so the melons on her chest had to have thrown her weight off balance... and gotten her a lot of attention from the guys.
"Cunt, who's your friend with the tits?"
Bern walked over to her Mistress and looked at the phone.
"Hands clasped behind your back and chest out when in the presence of your owner, slut."
"Yes Mistress," Bern said quickly, adjusting. "That's my- I mean, this slave's- friend Jennifer."
"Why is she on your phone, slave?"
"We just used to have fun, Mistress, like a lot of teenage girls. We'd pose in skimpy clothes and take pictures of each other. We used to do it all the time."
"Do you have any more pics, slut?"
"Yes Mistress, in my e-mail inbox."
Caroline chuckled.
"It's my lucky day. First I get one slave, now two."
Bern's eyes widened.
"Mistress, please don't!"
"You don't have a choice, slave. Neither does Jennifer... or Tits, as I'll call her from now on. Where does she live?"
"In an apartment downtown, Mistress."
"Alone?"
"Yes Mistress, she ran away from home a couple of years ago and lives here now."
"Ran away? So no parents, no anything? Any friends or job or school?"
Bern couldn't believe she was betraying her friend like this.
"Not really Mistress. We were sort of... loners, I guess. She works at Mighty Taco but she was gonna quit soon anyways. She doesn't go to school, either."
"Now neither do you, slut! This is great! Contact her tonight and tell her her new role in life. Then tell her to pack her toothbrush and all her panties, bras, and swimsuits and be ready to be picked up for her tattooing tomorrow at two. Tell her about the blackmail material and how many resources I have, and tell her if she goes to the police there's going to be trouble. Don't tell her where I live, by the way."
"Yes Mistress. When do you want me to call?"
"As soon as you grab your toothbrush and bring the boxes over to your new home. I own your ass now, as well as your friend's!"
"Yes Mistress," Bern said in total submission. Her life had just crashed and burned before her and she knew it. Bern walked to the bathroom to grab her toothbrush, and walked back out to find her owner with her pants down and shoving Bern's cell phone up her wet pussy.
"Walk with your tits thrust out and your head high, slave, or there's going to be punishment. I already decided you're going to get a posture collar."
"Yes Mistress. And, uh, Mistress, what are you-?"
"Do not speak without permission, whore! But for your information, I am soaking your phone in my pussy juices. It's going to be locked up in a safe most of the time, but when it's out to call your parents or Jennifer, I want it to always smell of my pussy. Understand?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Good, then let's get you over to your new home. We have a big day ahead of ourselves tomorrow!" Caroline said in mock delight, pulling her gray thong and blue jeans up. Everything was perfect- she finally found her unwilling slave. No, she reminded herself, slaves. Plural.
"You want me to do it naked, Mistress?"
Caroline's face became a mask of rage.
"GET OVER HERE, SLAVE!"
Bern whimpered and hesitantly took steps towards her angered owner.
Caroline stormed over to the couch and sat down fast, motioning for Bern to lay across her lap. Bern obeyed.
Caroline's swats were fast and hard, covering every inch of skin on Bern's ass and thighs. It stung badly, and Bern cried out.
"I. Own. This. Ass. And. It. Will. Obey!" Caroline shrieked.
It felt like an eternity, but Caroline finally stopped raining blows upon Bern's tender and now bright red ass.
"Let's get this straight, Cunt," Caroline said, calming down and swishing her hair. "You are my property now, and I am dead serious about it. I own you! That means you are my slave, and when I give my slave an order I expect it to be carried out promptly with no questions asked. I don't care if you hate the task and have a look of disgust on your face when doing it, I don't care if you hate me and aren't Miss Perky all the time. However, I will NOT tolerate questioning my orders, any reluctance in carrying out orders or disobeying me at any time. I own your ass! And you better be respectful at all times too, or I'll punish both you and your friend. Do I make myself clear, slave?"
"Y-y-yes Mistress!" Bern said through tears. Caroline really did seem serious. There really was no getting out of this.
"Good. Now get those boxes over to my house, and YES, you will be naked when doing it. No more hesitation or questioning, slave," Caroline said, slapping Bern's ass. It jiggled, and Caroline smiled. She was going to have a lot of fun.