This was more than she'd expected.This was more than she'd expected. "Go on, Jillian. How are you tied up and what is being done to you." "Lots of things. I'm usually naked. Sometimes I'm tied but other times they won't tie me. They want to do things to me and I have to stay still or be punished." "Who are `they', Jillian?" My Mistresses. Sometimes there's only one of them but usually there are three or four. Sometimes there are a lot of them. They're all young. Teenagers, but tough. And they're black. They laugh at me and make me do terrible things to myself." "Why do they do that, Jillian." "Because they know I want it. That's the most humiliating part. They know I want it and they love giving it to me." "Giving you what, Jillian? Go on..." "The humiliation. That's the big turn-on. Here I am, a successful woman. Thirty-five years old and rich. I can have anything I want but what I really want is for these young girls, this `gang', to OWN me." "You want them to own you?" "Yes, that's right. They're tough and they're mean. They're from the streets, see? And they own me. I've become their slave. They've got something on me, something so bad that I can't say no to them. But I really don't want to say no to them. I love it when they make me crawl on my hands and knees. They slap my ass, sometimes using their hands, sometimes using a belt. They make me rub myself a lot while they laugh and take pictures. They let some of their other friends use me, too. There's no way I can get out. They own me and they love to humiliate me. I'm ashamed all the time, but I'm also turned on.... They keep me hot all the time because they can control me better that way. I do a lot of begging and they seem to love that. |