Violet

Violet
by thndrshar


Violet thought she had found a happy home. An adopted member of the Reed
f****y, her friend Jenny and her Jenny's step-father had taken her in several
months ago when her parents had died in a car crash. It wasn't hard to get
along with those two. They also had been through a lot after losing Jenny's
mother to cancer. But Violet wanted more than just f****y status. She knew that
Mr. Reed was very wealthy, with no living relatives other than Jenny. She knew
she could use her looks and brain to lure him into signing over his share of
the wealth to her. Jenny wasn't the problem. Having attended private schools
most of her life in another state, nobody really knew her well in the small
town they now lived in. If she where to disappear, little would be said by
anybody other than her step father, and their where ways to distract him from
complaining.
Violet was only 18 but was a beauty already. Her slim body stood at 5'8",
and with the help of some high heels, she was a statuesque beauty. She had the
perfect ass, both round but trim and a thin waist. Her athletic shoulders made
her large breasts stand out in a perky fashion, one that attracted any warm
bl**ded man, and some women for that matter! Her face was that of both youth
and experience, with long blonde hair to give her a soft look. The plan had
been laid out. She had used her insurance money to purchase what she needed,
and secretly set up the large basement to suit her purposes. The plan would
start tonight, with Jenny.

It was an early evening for the two 18 year olds. Mr. Reed was out on
business and the two decided to spend the night in front of the TV watching old
movies. Violet suggested that they warm the house up and lounge around. Violet
quickly ran up stairs and came down in a slinky negligee, dancing on the stairs
like a stripper. Jenny laughed and clapped as her friend moved, then she
agreed, probably wanting to be a bit naughty like her friend Violet. She ran
upstairs to find a lacy bra and g-string lying on her bed, set there by Violet.
In moments she moved down the stairs, trying to top her friend's sultry moves.
As they met at the bottom, Jenny continued, running hands up Violets legs and
over her breasts. Violet smiled and encouraged her until Jenny laughed and
charged into the living room. They sprawled out in front of the large fireplace
and flipped on the TV. Violet offered Jenny a drink and, after only a few
minutes, Jenny had slipped off to sl**p. Violet flipped off the TV and began
undressing her friend. The panty and bra slipped off easily, revealing the trim
athletic form of the brunette. Shorter but well built, Jenny had played tennis
for years, building her body into a wonderful shape. She also had larger
breasts, a fact that caused trouble for athletic bras, but would serve Violet's
purpose well.

It took only half an hour to prepare Jenny. First her pussy was shaved,
then Violet applied a salve that she had found in Europe. It was designed to
prevent any future hairgrowth. She spread it not only between her legs but over
her legs, arms and under arms. Finally, she slipped a thick leather collar
around Jenny's neck and locked it into place. She lifted Jenny onto the
whipping aparatus she had carried up from the basement. Her ankles where
strapped wide apart to bars at floor level. Her body was bent forward at the
waist and she was leaned across a padded bar. Her wrists where strapped to the
upper bars that stretched away from the lower posts. A small winch allowed
Violet to pull the straps tight until Jenny was stretched. Her body was at a
slight angle up, but accessable from all sides, including access to her
dangling breasts. As Jenny began to wake up, Violet stuffed a huge ball gag
between her teeth and strapped it into place.
Jenny looked around in confusion as she realized her predicament. As she
caught sight of the now naked Violet, she tried to ask what was happening.
Violet ignored her, running her hands over the girl's body. She tweaked her
left nipple and, as Jenny flinched in pain, took note of the quality of the
bondage. Finally she took a long cat-o-nine tails and displayed it in front of
Jenny.

"I'm sorry to tell you, Jenny. But you are now my slavegirl. No, this is
not a joke. I've decided to train you to service me, then I will sell you to an
overseas bidder." Violet smiled as she began to swing the whip through the air.
"First, though, I want to show you what will happen if you disobey." With that
she let the whip fall hard on Jenny's back, leaving wide red welts across her
skin. Jenny flinched hard, screaming behind the gag. But Violet continued,
laying down an even line of whip marks across Jenny's back and ass. After half
an hour, there wasn't a spot unmarked. She stopped and Jenny collapsed into her
bonds, breathing heavily.
But Violet wasn't done yet. She switched to a heavy leather tarse and
moved to Jenny's side where she could see the first stroke flying up from
underneath to land on her hanging breasts. The hard leather cut a streak into
her soft skin and Jenny tried to pull away as she screamed into her gag. But
the bonds where too tight and her body too taught and her motion appeared only
as a slight quiver. The tarse flew up again and again, laying marks across
Jenny's belly and breasts. Finally, after another half an hour, Violet stopped.
Tears flowed steadily from her friend's eyes now, falling to the floor after
running across her soaked cheeks. Violet had stopped but wasn't finished. Jenny
raised her head in time to catch her moving behind, her image reflected in a
pane of glass across the room. The tarse flew up again, but this time between
her legs to land on her newly shaven pussy lips. The metal contraption nearly
flew up in the air from the f***e of Jenny's reaction. The second and third
blows brought a primal scream that pierced through the rubber gag and echoed
through the room. By the 30th stroke against her now swollen pussy and asshole,
Jenny collapsed in her bonds, fainted. Violet smiled as she examine the
tortured body before her, then quickly untied her for the next step.

Once again Jenny couldn't move a muscle, but this time she was spread
eagle, her toes inches away from the ground but unable to provide support. The
basement was dark and foreboding, a sharp contrast to the warm mood of the rest
of the house. Jenny had woken as Violet finished her most recent bondage.
Violet had chained her well, to the point that she was both extended as wide as
possible, yet also as immobile. The gag was still in place, preventing any
complaints. New tears poured down her cheeks as she watched Violet collect a
new tool. She glanced down at her nipples and winced at the sight of the
permanent jewelry Violet had installed there. Two thick rings pierced her
breasts just behind each nipple. The ends had clicked together to form a
seamless ring of titanium. In addition, Violet had run a thick skewer of steel
through the middle of each nipple, then f***ed a small rod into the hole. The
result was two piercings in each breast, one ring and one rod. She could feel
her clit throb from both the whipping as well as the new ring that adorned her.
She had passed out as the special punching tool had pushed a wide hole through
her clit. She woke to feel Violet placing a similar ring there. Now, she
approached with a new set of equipment. Another punching tool was slipped
around her septum and with an intense pain and a click, she now had a wide hole
in her nose. As Jenny tried to clear the tears from her eyes, Violet had
slipped two small metal plates into her nose. They fitted perfectly on each
side of her septum, with a hole in the middle fitting over the new hole in her
nose. The tool was modified then slipped back into her nose. She could feel a
new pressure at the four corners of the metal plating then another series of
sharp pains. She quickly realized that Violet had rivetted the plates directly
to her septum! Some more fumbling, then Violet removed her grip on Jenny's head
and, as she pulled back, she could feel a new addition to her face. A thick,
shiny ring hung losely from her nose, nearly to the bottom of her upper lip.
She could feel how the two plates locked together and held tight. She began
crying again as she realized the permanence of the rivets.
Violet released her legs, allowing Jenny to stand on her sore feet. After
a moment, she returned with an extreme pair of shoes. Like ballet shoes, these
boots f***ed her to walk on her toes! But rather than toe shoes with blunt
noses, these had pointy ends that nearly matched the stilletto heel. Violet
grabbed one of Jenny's feet and slipped the form fitting rubber shoe on. As her
toes reached the end, she could feel how they would be crushed together to
mimic the pointy end. Violet pushed them on hard, then used the straps to f***e
them further into place. In addition to straps that replaced laces, another
strap circled her heel and pushed her toes deep into the point. Even before the
straps where secured, she was in pain. Violet completed the picture with the
other shoe, then admired Jenny's body as she pranced on her toes.
Lowering a chain from the ceiling, Violet used a clip to connnect it to
Jenny's nose ring. She then released Jenny's arms. Though she was free, she was
far too weak to struggle effectively and Violet quickly slipped a strap around
her elbows and pulled them together. Jenny winced as her arms where pulled
together behind her and her shoulders where thrust out. It was a position she
could just handle, but made her feel even more exposed than before. Another
strap circled her wrists and held them tight. As a final touch, Violet added a
strap above Jenny's elbows and pulled until her shoulders could not flex back
any more, locking this strap in position. Taking the slack out of her nose ring
chain, Violet stood back to admire her new prize. She smiled then lifted a
floor length mirror into view for Jenny. The newest slavegirl had to f***e her
eyes down to look, fighting the ring in her nose to lower her chin enough for a
view. She could see a tall brunette, in painful ballet boots, her arms strapped
severely behind her at elbow and wrist, dancing at the end of a chain connected
to a shiny nose ring, her large breasts bouncing in reaction to her struggles.
The light caught a gleam off the rings in her clit and nipples. Jenny began to
cry. Violet only smiled and, leaning close to her body, gave the clit ring a
sharp twist, then left Jenny for the night.

Stage two of the plan was easy. Mr. Reed, though twenty years Violet's senior,
was like any man. It was impossible for him to resist a beautiful girl. Just
before he was to arrive home, Jenny had prepared herself, dressing in a long
silken dress that displayed her breasts well. It wasn't hard to interest Mr.
Reed, despite his knowledge of her mere 18 years. He wanted her, like any man,
and within half an hour, they where in bed. He liked it rough, she found to her
pleasure, holding her hands above her head as he thrust deep into her young
pussy. Soon, he was spent and Violet left him to sl**p.

After Mr. Reed left for the day, Violet unlocked the basement and went down to
visit Jenny. She found her in the same position, dangling from her nose ring.
She had become somewhat accustomed to the severe shoes since she was now
standing on them, keeping pressure off her new septum plates. Violet could see
a thin layer of sweat had covered Jenny's body throughout the night and a new
sign of fear was evident on her face. Violet unhooked her nose chain,
reattaching a leather leash to the ring and pulling Jenny toward the stairs.

After three hours, Violet swung open the sauna door to check her slave.
After leaving the basement, she had bathed Jenny then slipped on a tight latex
body suit. Jenny tried to struggle, but the ten hours of bondage left her arms
useless, and the hours on her toes took all energy from her legs. Two, thick
rubber blowup dildos had been f***ed into her pussy and ass, then fed through
holes in the suit. Violet pumped the dildos up until the pressure of the rubber
bladder was stretching both her pussy and ass. After the suit was pulled and
stretched over her body, Jenny looked like her skin was made of latex. Before
rebinding her arms, Violet slipped on a thick rubber corset and laced it into
place. Finally, new straps circled her wrists, above and below her elbows,
locking her arms into the same useless position. A bigger ball gag was f***ed
as far into Jenny's mouth as possible, leaving half the ball sticking out.
Leather pads where placed over her eyes and foam earplugs filled her ears.
Small plugs where pushed deep into her nose, a thin tube protruding from each
for breathing. A thick rubber hood was slipped over her head and laced into
place. Additional rubber straps circled the hood, covering the eyes and then
the mouth. The mouth strap was pulled hard, forcing the ball even deeper into
her mouth until the entire ball was f***ed between her teeth. Jenny took this
binding quietly, half out of fear, half out of defeat. Leading her on her toe
shoes toward the sauna, Violet had attached a chain to the top of the hood and
then to the top of the sauna, holding her on her feet. A bucket was hung
between her legs, supported by the laces to her corset. A small hose was
inserted into the bucket then water was turned on, creating a very small
trickle. With that, Violet gave the dildos an extra pump for good measure,
turned on the sauna and left.
Now, three hours later, the bucket was nearly full. The weight of the
water, as a result, had pulled the lacings of the corset progressively tighter,
reducing Jenny's waist to a small 21 inches. She looked like a rubber
hourglass! Her breath came as short gasps through the small tubes in her nose
as she struggled to inflate her crushed lungs. Violet tied off the strands to
the corset, stapled them together to hold them fast, then removed the bucket.
An added torture, much to Violet's pleasure, was the weight of the water on
Jenny's toes. The water had added an extra fifty pounds of pressure on her
already tortured feet. As Violet unhooked the chain from her helmet, she
collapsed to the floor.

The second night was even easier. Guilt had risen in Mr. Reed and, as he
arrived home, summoned Violet for a talk. But she was prepared as he stumbled
through his carefully thought out speech. Her robe dropped to the floor,
revealing her attire. She had bought a latex mini dress that clung to her
perfect body. She had worn her highest heels, their six inches sculpting her
legs. Mr. Reed was putty as she dropped to her knees in front of him and took
him into her mouth.

For three days Jenny was kept in harsh bondage. The latex suit, blowup
dildos and corset had stayed on her body for the duration, only the hood was
removed. Each hour, Violet would add a single pump to each dildo until they had
expanded to capacity. Though painful, the goal was being accomplished,
stretching Jenny's virgin asshole and pussy wide enough to handle any cock.
Violet played off Jenny's absence to Mr. Reed, saying she was off with friends.
Instead, Jenny had spent one night bound into a tight form under her step
father's bed. Violet had the best orgasm knowing that her lover's step daughter
was directly beneath them as they made love, unable to move or call out. Violet
took this opportunity to discuss Mr. Reed's upcoming birthday, and the surprise
she had in store for him. He pushed for details, as she knew he would, but she
would only say that it would satisfy some of his primal urges.

The second day consisted of Violet placing Jenny in a bondage chair, bound
into immobility with heavy leather straps. Her arms had not been untied since
the day in the sauna. She found herself, in this case, unable to avoid Violet's
torture. She would ask, "Are you my slavegirl?" and, as Jenny would not
respond, Violet would produce a thin rod of stainless steel and slowly push it
through the thick latex and into Jenny's breast. After an hour, Jenny's breasts
looked like pincushions, with many small spikes piercing her delicate skin
through the latex, as well as several long rods that extended through one
breast and into the other. In the end, Jenny agreed to anything Violet would do
to her.

The third day was sex training. As Mr. Reed left for the day, Violet
started with pleasuring a female, namely herself. Jenny was placed on her
knees, still bound tightly in latex and toe shoes, as Violet pushed Jenny's
face into her hairless pussy. With steady encouragement by way of the heavy
tarse, and threats of spikes through her breasts again, Jenny slowly learned
how to bring Violet to orgasm. Later, she was laid on her back and Violet sat
on her face, pushing her asshole onto Jenny's tongue. This time, correction came
by way of the tarse on her pierced pussy, a much quicker and more effective
encouragement. By noon, Jenny was begging to lick her pussy and tits. Violet
had invited several gentlemen over, and with little conversation, they pushed
their cocks into young Jenny's face. By the end of the day, she had not only
orally pleased all the men, but also taken each into her pussy and ass.

Finally, the big day had arrived. Mr. Reed had been reminded of Violet's
surprise and was planning to be home early. As he left, Violet released Jenny
from her suspension. As a final proof of her ability to punish, Violet had
suspended Jenny in the basement. For twelve hours she had hung from her
breasts, leather straps had been wound around the base of them until they
looked like black latex balloons. As her toe shoes lost touch with the floor
and the winch clicked into its final position, Jenny was begging for release.
Violet admired her slavegirl, dangling in the center of the room, her arms
mercilously bound behind her, and ignored the cries as she again climbed the
stairs and left her.
Jenny was truly submissive now, having felt the depth of Violet's cruelty.
It was hard to believe that an eighteen year old could control another with
such intensity. Still wearing the corset and latex, Jenny was led by the nose
ring to the shower where she collapsed to the floor. Violet released her arms
for the first time in three days and slipped off the latex suit. Rather than
holding her up in the large shower stall, Violet had installed a small cable
winch and she pulled the cable dangling from the center of the shower to the
floor. Clicking the clip to Jenny's nose ring, she began cranking. Once the
slack was removed and her body began rising, Jenny found energy to lift herself
off the ground, if only to release some of the pressure from her abused septum.
Violet was pleased with the strength of Jenny's nose modification. Attached
directly to the cartilage, the metal plates made her septum very strong. She
could imagine the many punishments she could inflict on Jenny in the future
with just her nose ring. Once on her toe shoes again, Violet rinsed off her
slavegirl's body and washed her shoulder length black hair. Jenny simply stood
there, perched on her punished toes, dangling from her nose ring.
Once dried off again, Violet produced a new method to bind Jenny's arms.
Three inch wide steel bands had been lined on the inside with a thin sheet of
padded leather. Violet pulled her arms behind her back with palms facing each
other. Slipping the first band around Jenny's wrists, the two ends met. One end
had three holes while the other had three small rods welded into the metal. As
the two where joined, Violet used a tool to complete the rivet connection. The
snug bands welded Jenny's hands together. Another band was stretched around her
lower arms, just below the elbow. The final band consisted of two smaller bands
that went around each upper arm, just above the elbow. A length of banding
stretched between the two. Violet used a hex wrench that fit in an access hole
in the middle. Slowly the band was shortened and her upper arms where f***ed
closer together. Jenny squirmed against the harsh bondage as she felt her
shoulders f***ed back farther than ever before. Finally, Violet stopped.
Re-checking all the rivets she turned to face Jenny's tear strained face.
"I'm sorry to say you won't be using your arms for quite some time. Get
used to this concept. I just finished rivetting your arms together." Violet
smiled as she watched Jenny struggle in panic then give up as she realized the
validity of Violet's claim.

As the time neared when Mr. Reed would return for the nights activities,
Violet began preparing Jenny. A large rubber ball was f***ed into Jenny's mouth
before a thick leather hood was stretched over her head. Lacing it tight,
Jenny's skin looked like it was made of leather when she was done. A strap
stretched across her mouth, forcing the ball entirely in her mouth. Rather than
a blindfold, her eyes where covered with a pair of dark smoked plastic lenses.
Much like welding glasses, her sight would be limited. A wide leather posture
collar fit around the base of the hood, covering her throat. Violet took the
opportunity to check the straps on the toe shoes, pulling them tighter and
forcing Jenny's toes deeper into the pointed toe. Finally, she led Jenny
upstairs toward her step-father's bedroom. The room had been transformed into a
moody sex den. All the lamps had been d****d with sheer scarves, giving off
soft light. Jenny was pushed to the floor in the middle of the room. A heavy
ring had been installed into the floor there and Violet attached a chain from
it to Jenny's collar. Well trained, she had dropped to her knees and sat
upright, her legs spread wide to show her shaved pussy and pierced clit. Violet
quickly dressed into a slinky leather dress that fit snug over her curvacious
body. Hearing the front door open, Violet leaned over to the newly submissive
Jenny.
"Don't forget, my dear. I can cause you great pain if you disobey." She
could hear Jenny's muffled whines beneath the tight leather, but she nodded in
agreement. Violet smiled, stroking the smooth layer of leather then darted
downstairs.

After half an hour, Violet apppeared, leading somebody into the room. Jenny
could see shapes, but no faces through the dark glass over her eyes. Her ears
partially blocked, prevented her from recognizing voices well, though she could
hear the conversation. It took only a few moments before the guest leaned close
to examine his birthday gift. Jenny jumped when her step-father's face pushed
toward hers to admire the bondage.
"I hope you like her, Mr. Reed," Violet cooed as she watched him circle
Jenny.
"You say she's a slavegirl," he asked, amazed at the cruelty of her
position.
"Yes, she is," Violet answered, "She was given to me awhile ago and I've
trained her for you. I would like to offer her to you for awhile. Perhaps a
month or so."
Mr. Reed smiled as he took hold of Jenny's nipple ring and twisted
lightly. "I would love to, Violet. But what would Jenny think?" Violet could
see Jenny's body tense at the mention of her name, perhaps thinking she might
be rescued yet.
"I forgot to tell you. Jenny decided to attend summer school. She won't be
back for three months." Mr. Reed smiled, not noticing Jenny give up for the
last time. "Well, let's get started. She really loves to be fucked in the ass.
And you probably want to whip her as well." Violet smiled as Mr. Reed took
over. As she sat in the corner chair to watch, she could hear Jenny begin to
whimper through the heavy gag as her step-father began with a hard smack to her
ass.


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9 months ago
Great story, well written, sexy as hell, Loved the breast torture and the shoes. Want more!