"Ehhh!" She would have tried to form words, but even the slightest movement of her tongue against the sharp points of the ball felt as if they would tear the flesh off it. These spikes were far more vicious any she had previously encountered.

"I know," Melissa sneered. "That gag is an order of magnitude worse than any you've experienced. I learned a great deal during my captivity, and I have, shall we say, 'upped my game' quite a bit." The car stopped, and Blaire felt a tug at her collar as Melissa opened the door and pulled her to her feet. If her captor spoke the truth - and Blaire had no reason to doubt her - then both she and Rachel were in for quite an experience.

She was led through a doorway and down a long, interior staircase. Once she stepped onto level ground, she was led a few feet and then halted by a touch on her shoulder. The room was almost silent, but then she heard a slight movement. She couldn't make it out, but there was activity in the room.

"Would you like to see exactly what your dyke girlfriend is enjoying at the moment?" Melissa asked. Blaire grunted at the demeaning adjective, but Melissa obviously didn't care, because she was already removing her blindfold. Blaire blinked a few times to adjust to the dim light, then looked over to the source of the noise.

Rachel was bound much like she had been in the video from the other day, bent forward, her arms pulled behind her with her elbows touching. The collar, nipple clamps, and other devices also appeared to still be in place, and Blaire could see the harness that must have held two plugs in her holes. She still wore the red and black corset that was very, very tight. It ran under her breasts and was tied in back, forcing her waist into a terribly narrow shape. Additionally, she no longer had a spreader bar between her ankles, nor was the lead from the front of her collar holding her bent forward, but her legs were spread and she was jackknifed at the waist regardless.

A man, not the one from the video but also with a very oversized cock was pumping it into Rachel's mouth. Worse still, she was actively sucking on it, working her head back and forth over the shaft. Her lips were stretched by the shaft but, instead of the angry look Blaire expected, Rachel's eyes were downcast and the rest of her face was serene. Elesha stood just off to the side, the look in her eyes demonstrating just how excited the situation made her.

Blaire was aghast. Not only was she certain that Rachel was proud of never having had a man's penis anywhere inside of her, the motion of her head and the submissive lowering of her eyes indicated that she was actively participating in, and perhaps even enjoying, her efforts. What have they done to her?

The man groaned, and Rachel started bobbing her head faster. Clearly he was nearing an orgasm, and it was just as clear that Rachel had a fairly significant incentive for helping him get there. She worked her head, her lips demonstrating just how much suction she was trying to create. At one point, all 12 inches of the member disappeared between those beautiful lips as Rachel took him all the way down and buried her nose in his pubic hair. Blaire could see how hard she worked the inside of her mouth even while he remained stationary. After about 20 seconds, she resumed moving her head back and forth.

The third time she took him down all the way, the man sucked in a great gout of air and started trembling. Taking a handful of her chestnut hair, he yanked her head back until only the tip remained in her mouth, and then he started to tremble. A few seconds later he convulsed and let out an animalistic cry, and Blaire saw Rachel's throat muscles work to swallow what he had just shot into her. His second push must have contained even more semen, because the creamy white liquid spilled through the seal that she had created with her lips around his cock. It immediately started working its way down her chin, even as a third gout filled her mouth more. It took him nearly a minute to empty his balls in her mouth before he staggered away.

Blaire was horrified. Rachel kept her head bowed and made no effort to lick up or spit out any of the cum covering her lips and chin. She couldn't possibly get it all without the use of her hands, but it amazed Blaire just how submissively she allowed the trails of cream to remain in place. "Mistress Elesha?" she asked in a voice that was small and meek.

"What?" Elesha's pleasant reply was clearly some sort of affectation, as it was said with a syrupy-sweetness indicating she knew exactly what Rachel wanted.

Strings of cum hung from her lips as she spoke. "TraitorBitch begs to know if she sucked that cock well enough to earn some relief from her punishment." TraitorBitch? What the hell is that? Rachel either did not see Blaire or had been directed to not respond to her girlfriend. Blaire wanted to grunt into her gag to make herself noticed, but figured that might get Rachel - and her - in far more trouble.

"I don't know," Elesha said as if pondering a great question. "Tell me about the cock in more detail and what you did to it, and then tell me what you mean by relief."

Blaire nearly stepped towards Elesha threateningly before remembering her situation, but Rachel didn't bat an eye or react in any way that indicated she recognized the humiliating portent of the question. "Yes, Mistress Elesha. The cock was enormous. This bitch could barely get her mouth around it, but she did and sucked as well as she could, but it was difficult to keep her teeth from touching it, which is not acceptable.

"TraitorBitch alternated between bobbing her head to use her tongue to pleasure him and then sucked him all the way down so she could have the honor of filling her toilet of a mouth with his shaft. When he came, it was this slut's honor to take his cream into her cock-sucking mouth. She is very sorry for allowing some to leak out, as she tried to keep every bit, but at least she is humiliated to be standing in front of you with cum dripping down her face."

Elesha was twisting both of her own nipples, with her head pitched back and eyes half-closed in lust. "Yes," she hissed. "I love to hear how you know your place. Tell me what you want to get relief from."

"Yes, Mistress Elesha. This slutty cunt has had her ass filled with an enema for longer than she can remembers, and the pressure is building. She begs that you will allow her to relieve herself."

Elesha lowered her eyes. With flushed cheeks, she stared right at the bound, begging woman and her hand went down between her legs. "You do want to relieve yourself, don't you?" she asked in a tone that one uses when they are about to grant permission to do something that was desperately needed.

"Yes, Mistress Elesha, this cunt-faced bitch absolutely does! She hopes her actions have shown that she knows her place and that she's learned that disobeying both you and Mistress Melissa were wrong!"

Elesha smiled using the same bitch-grin that Melissa was so fond of using. She started a nod and her mouth began to form the "Y" in "Yes", but at the last second she paused. "No, you have not earned it yet."

Rachel's head dropped as much as the posture collar permitted it to in pure defeat, but it stayed there only a moment before she looked back at the dark-hair bitch tormenting her. "Yes, Mistress Elesha, this lesbian cunt understands, and she welcomes the opportunity to prove her worthiness to you by doing as you see fit."

"Oh, shit, YES!" Elesha came with a violent force, biting her lip and flexing every single muscle in her body. Her right hand tormented her nipple by squeezing and twisting violently, while her hand blistered back and forth over her crotch so fast that Blaire thought she might set in on fire. Rachel didn't react or even raise her eyes.