Kelly wasn't entirely sure what kind of hood that was, but Susan's expression of pure horror made it clear that wearing it was not something she should aspire too. The bound woman nodded and then performed the curtsy that the other women had done several times. Elizabeth's face changed instantly, going from stern to pleased.

"Susan, that is very good! I see you are starting to use your manners. Does this mean you are finally starting to accept that we have total and complete control of you?" Susan hesitated, then nodded.

Elizabeth stepped closer to her. "Are you sure of that? This means that you recognize our ability to do with you as we see fit, and your opinion doesn't matter one bit. Can you handle being a bound little cunt who must follow orders?"

Irritation flicked over Susan's face, but she lowered her eyes and nodded once again, only to have Elizabeth put a finger under her chin. "That is good, but when you respond to a question from any of us, gagged or not, you will always look us in the eye. Now," she said in a slow and elementary voice that clearly carried a taunting challenge, "are you happy being my bound little cunt with her nipples clamped and fake cock jammed in her face hole?" This time, Susan seemed more resigned and nodded clearly while not averting her gaze.

"Excellent! Elena, you will put her in holding after you have taken the other three where they are to go. We are going to trust Susan to see if she will remain obedient even while she is not being watched. If I like what I see and hear, I might remove her cock gag before lights out." Her smile was bitchy enough to make Kelly angry even though it wasn't directed at her. "You are all dismissed."

One by one, each of the women curtsied and, except for Susan, thanked Elizabeth. Then the quartet walked away, leaving Kelly alone with her captor and tormentor. "How do you like having wet nipples, Kelly? Did having them sucked and licked by women make you hot?" Kelly still refused to dignify such questions by responding to them, but it didn't seem to bother Elizabeth. "No answer? That's fine. I'll just check." She moved her hand to Kelly's shaved crotch and moved her fingers over her outer lips. Purely out of instinct, Kelly closed her legs and twisted her body away.

Elizabeth's pleasant demeanor disappeared in an instant. Taking the D-ring at the front of her collar in her finger, she got so close to Kelly that her lips touched the tip of her nose. "You will never, ever," she said in a threatening monotone, "close your legs or turn away from me when I move to touch you. That is my cunt, not yours, and I'll take what I want from it.

"This is a pivotal moment for you. You'll signal your understanding and open yourself to me, or you will experience your first true punishment. You will not like it. You should think very hard and very fast about the next few seconds - your decisions will have a profound effect on the next weeks and months." She released the collar and stood back.

Kelly was equally frightened and angry. She ached to tell this blonde bitch to fuck off, but after seeing Susan and Debbi, with huge cocks stuffed in different holes, and feeling how much her own back passage ached, she realized that she could not win this battle. Maybe, over time, she could resist, but right now Elizabeth looked angry. So, to cut her losses, she nodded as well as she could in her collar, turned back to face her captor, and spread her legs.

"That's a wise choice," Elizabeth said as she resumed probing Kelly's cunt. "Now, let's see if my suspicions are confirmed." She slid the finger inside Kelly roughly, making sure she explored every nook and cranny. When she pulled out, she held up her finger. It was dry.

"I have to admit that I'm surprised," she said. "I expected that you would feel shame at having women suck your nipples because you are ashamed at those bisexual feelings that you keep hidden. But that's not the case. You simply aren't turned on by women." She snickered and put the same finger down her pants." But no matter. Not only did you just ensure that you'll be touched by a lot of women in a lot of ways for quite a while, you'll have to deal with something besides your own cunt juices." When she raised her hand a second time, her index finger was liberally coated with the product of her own excitement. "Since I like seeing a woman tied and gagged, it turns me on to just look at you." Grabbing the front of Kelly's collar once again, she smeared her juices over Kelly's upper lip and into her nostrils, much like Diane had in the other room, except that there was far more cunt juice and it was far more pungent.

Kelly flexed her mouth and twisted her lip in a vain attempt to escape the smell, but she could not. It flowed up into her nose even if she tried to breathe through her mouth and showed no signs of fading. Frustrated and disgusted, Kelly let out a low moan of protest, but that only brought a brighter smile to Elizabeth's face. "Get used to it. You're going to be eating a lot of very wet cunt, and I'll be sure to leave standing instructions that your face is not to be wiped clean afterwards. In fact, we have several women here who squirt when they cum - can you imagine how much you'll hate having to lick them to orgasm and then have them pull away and pump tons of their disgusting juices into your ring-gagged mouth?"

Kelly, correctly assuming that a ring-gag was what Susan had been wearing to keep her mouth wide open for the dildo, was horrified at the scenario. That was just as bad, if not worse, than what Debbi had described - having to lick the pussy of a woman who had peed and not wiped. The threats, combined with her inability to do anything to stop them, overwhelmed her. Instead of snarling or struggling, her face scrunched up and she began to cry into her ball gag.

"Oh, sweetie," Elizabeth said with fake sympathy that made Kelly feel all the worse, "don't cry. It's for your own good. You've got to learn to accept and obey. Otherwise you'll just end up back on the streets doing drugs and destroying your life. Do you really want to go through being tied, plugged, collared, gagged, and humiliated only for it to not be of any help?" No, I want to be left alone! "It doesn't work that way. So work to wrap your head around the concept, because there isn't anything you can do to stop it, and it starts tomorrow."

Elizabeth released the chain from Kelly's crotch strap that held her to the floor and connected it to her collar. "Come along," she said with a gentle tug on the least, making her move forward in the short, mincing steps of someone not accustomed to massively high stiletto heels nor to having her ass stuffed with cock. "Let's go, young lady. I don't have all day to dawdle while you try to figure out how to walk."