EXTRACT FOR
The Submissive Slut
(Mistress Daria)

Sophia shivered, jerking a little when she felt Grace's wrinkled hand touch her clit. The older woman pinched it tightly, pulling it up. Sophia's head went back a little as she lifted her hips. "She gonna make a nice submissive before we done...a submissive slut that is." said Grace.



The two older women began shaving the girl's crotch, pulling at the lips, the clit, then working a wax onto the whole area to make certain it was nice and smooth. They even powdered it. It felt cool to the her, but she was still trembling. They knew she had never shaved there before. Their hands touching her, and her legs tied and wide open, she really didn't like that she couldn't close her legs. She felt her inner thighs growing sore as she tried to clamp them shut, and the bonds were holding up well.



Alice sat to one side, doing her nails, while the women worked. Sophia's body was completely smooth of hair except for her brows and head before they were done. The touching had unravelled her. Grace seemed to take delight in this. At times, she would even pinch the her and tell her to stay still.



After they were finished, Sophia thought they might let her go. But she thought wrong. Auntie Kay got the bags and showed them to the other two women. Alice nodded. "You did well." she commented.



A leg was freed, but before she was able to kick, Auntie Kay grabbed it firmly. For a woman so old in appearance, she sure was strong. Meanwhile Grace began to roll a length of hose up the Sophia's smooth leg. The leg was retied and the next leg covered with hose as well. Thigh-high, white, silky, lacy edges. Sophia closed her eyes when she felt the old woman's hand smoothing up and down the length of the hose. "This is nice, nice and slutty." Grace giggled.



They brought out a pair of boots that came above Sophia's knees and each one in turn, was placed on a leg so that the hose peeked over the top, lace above leather, innocence above sin. Now her arms were freed, yet still being held, and a short jacket was placed on her, and then she was tied once again. The jacket was leather, black, matching the boots. It smelled good, yet it frightened Sophia. It was left open, made to hang that way, coming just below her delicate shoulder blades, barely covering her perky breasts. A collar was placed around her neck with a D ring at the front; short black gloves made from soft black leather were placed on her hands. She clenched them into fists, trying the cuffs again.



Grace wasn't pleased. She snapped her fingers at Auntie Kay, who scurried away and returned with a small cedar box. She opened it and held it out to Grace.



"You try get away! You not stay still! You will be punished," snapped Grace fiercely. She showed Sophia a clover clamp, opening it and shutting it, smiling evilly the entire time. She threaded a chain through the Sophia's ring collar, hooked each end to a clamp. Then pinched her nipples with her fingernails, making Sophia arch her back in pain. "Good," said Grace. The clamp was placed on the nipple and snapped. It was meant to hurt, and it did. The other nipple was tortured by the old fingernails, then it, too, was placed in the clover clamp's cruel tight clutches. The chain was short enough that each time the Sophia moved her head back even a little, it tugged painfully at the clamps. She did just this without meaning to when she felt something cold between her legs. She lifted her head again, watching. Grace had a bowl of something, and a brush. She was dabbing it on the Sophia's crotch.



Grace held up the bowl and grinned. She had few teeth. "This ginger. My own secret recipe!" she cackled. Auntie Kay giggled and wheezed. She patted Sophia's stomach lightly while Grace pulled out one lip, then the other, daubing the spicy liquid onto her, rubbing it in. It burned. Sophia took a deep breath and her head went back again when she felt the brush go just inside her, feeling the juice trickle in and felt the burning.



"We'll train you," said Grace. "We'll train you to be a good submissive."