Cowgirl

Chapter Four

When Carol strode up to the Barker house the next morning, it was Megan, standing regally on the front porch that greeted her. "Your on time, that's good. I demand promptness and dedication in the girls I train. What did you have for breakfast before you came today?"

Having to scrounge from her mother's food supply, her diet was full of junk food. Carol proceeded under Megan's probing questions to outline a diet that definitely contributed to her being out of shape. "The temptations to eat that stuff you have readily available at your house must be overcome. If there was some way you could stay here, we could be sure you did not stray. I could also start you on my special diet of vitamins and healthy foods. Is there any way you could stay with us so your training could be more complete?"

Her family, if you could call it that, would barely notice her being gone. But to move out for a time and live with this family was a big step. She didn't know how she could arrange it without just sneaking off and having them think she was a runaway. She knew she wasn't going to get any help from her parents to go on after she graduated from high school next year. They had no money and her grades would not get her any scholarships. She expected to find a minimum wage job and hopefully a husband. Being in shape and more desirable might help. If it didn't work, she could go back home in the fall and start school again. Until then, this offer sounded exciting and she already was looking forward to more fun with Rachel.

"I think I can sneak out and live down here. But I won't be able to get out much or people will tell my parent I'm here. This house is well off the road and pretty isolated. I should be able to spend the time needed to get in shape here and then maybe head back home in the fall for school a new girl. Would that be OK?"

"You will have to follow my rules while you are here in training. Do you agree to this?"

Standing in front of this blond goddess made Carol desire to emulate her more than ever. "Yes Mrs. Barker."

"Mrs. Barker is too formal for the relationship we will develop. Since I am the Mistress of this house and now you, you will call me Mistress from now on. Is that understood?

Carol felt very small before this powerful women. Calling her mistress seemed crazy but looking into her eyes, she didn't want to anger her. "Yes Mistress."

A look that made Carol shiver came over Megan's face. It was like a child that has found a new toy dropped in her lap. "We will start your training today. Tonight you will pack your run away bag and sneak down here. We will have to make the town and your parent's think you have left town. We will drive you to the bus stop and buy you a ticket to Chicago. You will get off at the first stop where I will be waiting to bring you back here. Doesn't that sound like an adventure? Are you up to it."

Now that a plan was being laid out that would alter her summer for sure, she almost said no. But then she saw her reflection in the front window and knew this was her chance to get her life on track. The confidence these people showed and their great image was too much an attraction for Carol. "Yes Mistress, I will be down here this evening. My mom will probably not notice I'm gone for a week. I've already taken all my finals for this year, so I should get credit even if I blow off the last two weeks."

"Come now and I will start you with your first installment of my health potions of vitamins and a good breakfast. Than we will start in on finding the best type of training to suit your body."

While the vitamin mixture tasted odd, Carol took it like a trooper. By the time she was finished with breakfast, Rachel had returned from her morning run. "Why don't you go up and keep Rachel company while she showers and I will think up a work out regime for you."

Jumping up to leave Carol grunted "OK." Megan slammed her hand on the table startling Carol and bringing her to a halt. "That's not how a respectful young girl answers her host and don't forget to address me properly." Carol stood stunned, than quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry for being rude Mistress. May I go visit with Rachel now?"

Megan turned to leave and said over her shoulder, "Yes child."

Glad to have passed that test, Carol ran up the stairs to find Rachel. She heard the shower running when she came into her bedroom and went into the adjoining bathroom to see what Rachel was up to. Carol saw Rachel's outline visible behind the shower screen washing her hair. Carol got an idea and went to the sink and filled a class with cold water. She then sneaked up and tossed it over the top onto the unsuspecting naked girl. Rachel let out a cry and pulled the curtain back. Carol was laughing at her practical joke. Rachel's face went from surprise to a look intent on revenge. Much quicker than Carol thought possible Rachel reached out and grabbed Carol's arm. She gave a mighty tug and Carol felt herself being pulled off balance and fell into the tub. She was now getting all wet laying at Rachel's feet. She didn't feel like she had hurt herself from the fall but she was stunned by Rachel's strength and speed. Rachel reached down and began to spank Carol's ass through her wet shorts. It hurt, so she rolled over and lay flat on her back. Rachel stood over her and glared down at her. "I hope that little spanking will keep you from trying that again. As long as your in here, help me by washing my hair and back. Take those cloths off, they are already soaked."

Getting up slowly, Carol pulled down her shorts and panties and then lifted her shirt off. Rachel turned her around and helped with her bra. Once naked Rachel handed her the shampoo and turned to face the shower. Carol enjoyed washing Rachel's shoulder length hair and once that was rinsed clean she scrubbed her back. Rachel then turned around. "Might as well do the rest of me to make up for that little trick. Carol hesitated a second then began to wash the tall teen's tits and belly. When she came to her pussy, Rachel took her hand and guided it up and down her snatch and butt till they were totally clean. "I like this. I see you will be very useful around the house." After rinsing off, they stepped out of the tub. "Dry me off, would you Carol."

She didn't know weather that was a request or a statement, but being the guest and feeling guilty for playing the trick, she grabbed a large towel and began to buff Rachel dry. She took some time with her hair, but soon Rachel got up and went into the bedroom. Carol then finished drying herself and seeing as her cloths were all wet, she followed into the bedroom naked. Rachel was just finishing putting on her rings and chains.

"Since this is what I must wear around the house and your cloths are all wet, I guess you will have to begin your training naked. We will stay inside, and since we are nudists around the house you will not feel out of place. Come on." Grabbing Carol's hand in the same steel grip, Carol was dragged out the door and down to the living room. They found a naked Megan doing sit ups. Carol had a good look at Megan's body for the first time. She had a gold stud through each of her nipples. More studs could be seen sparkling around her pussy. She also had no hair on her pussy. She made a magnificent sight. Holding her feet was another women that could only be Megan's sister. The sight of this new lady totally shocked Carol.

Rachel whispered to Carol, "That's my aunt. My mother was always a dominating women and her sister is kind of her personal servant." The lady was on all fours holding down Megan's legs. She wore nothing but a unique harness that looked very tight. She had a nice body, but what was odd were her tits. They were larger then Carol's and hung almost to the carpet. Attached through the ends of her nipples were large weighty rings that pulled her nipples harshly. The nipples must have been almost two inches in length. The harness that encased her body had straps that surrounded her tits and held them firmly downwards. More straps when down around her ass and pussy and were also pulled tight. Her head hung down and Carol could not see her face hidden behind her hair.

Seeing the girls come in, Megan stopped her exercises and waved her hand dismissing her sister. The lady remained on all fours and crawled out a nearby door. Noticing Carol staring after the crawling women Megan felt a rare need to explain. "That's my sister. She has had a hard life. She had a bad marriage, go hooked on drugs and when it was all through she came to me for support. I took her in but she kept up her old unhealthy lifestyle till I had to take drastic action. I now have to keep her under control or she will go off and try to kill herself with drugs again. I hope you don't think me harsh but the only way to keep her from hurting herself is keeping her bound and working. She is quite helpful to me and we have a good relationship. She will tell you that she really appreciates all the work I put in keeping her in shape. I see you are following our house rules about cloths, that's good. I think you will fit in nicely. Now you two can have the morning off. I'm still trying to work out your training Carol and we may not be able to start till after our little trip tomorrow. Off you go now."

"Yes Mistress" was all Carol could utter as Rachel pulled her out the door.

Once back up in Rachel's bedroom, Rachel asked, "What can we do to get to know each other better? Why don't you tell me more about your life."

Laying back on the bed, Carol proceeded to pour her heart out about her life and what she saw as her future. Rachel sat next to her, looking down and occasionally patted Carol in comfort and friendship.

Carol felt completely exposed to her new friend. Being naked and stroked by this beautiful teen helped to break down any barriers to honesty. Rachel hugged Carol when she talked about her terrible home live. Carol could feel Rachel's rings and chain rub her tits as they clutched tightly. The rings continued to fascinate Carol.

"Do you think you will keep those rings when you eventually strike out on your own?"

"I have worn them for so long now that I can't imagine not having them on. Besides having them on makes me horny all the time. You'll have to experience it before you condemn it."

"I would be too scared to get pierced. I think I have a low threshold for pain."

"It's just a matter of mind over pain. I have been training for a long time, and sometime the pain can be used for good. But you will have to train a while before you will see what I mean. "

Rachel sat back and looked like she was thinking hard. "I tell you what, why don't we see if your pain threshold is really as low as you think. I promise to stop when you say, but to train properly we really should have an idea if you're a wimp."

Carol never liked pain, but looking at all the rings on Rachel she thought she should try to show a little backbone. "OK, but stop when I say. What are you going to do to test me?"

"Well, we can't have you thinking about it and backing out. That would ruin the test. You will just have to trust me. Lie back on the bed and I will get you ready for the test. When we are done I will make you feel great again."

Rachel went over to a dresser and came back with some leather items and some more chains. She took one of Carol's arms, attached a leather cuff tightly and then ran a chain from the cuff to a ring on the headboard of the bed. She quickly repeated this with Carol's remaining limbs. Carol tried to move or roll but she was pulled too tightly. Rachel sat astride her stomach and looked down at her prey.

"I think we must make it so you don't see or hear what is coming to keep you from ruining the test." She got a leather mask and pulled it over her head. The mask was tight and she couldn't hear or see anything. She then felt Rachel squeeze the sides of her jaw, opening her mouth. Before she knew what was coming, a rubber ball was deep in her mouth and being held in place by a strap that pulled on the sides of her mouth. Now she was scared, because she didn't know how she was going to tell Rachel when she had enough. She moaned and struggled until she felt a hand grab her nipple and pinch it hard. Then a voice was at her ear. "Don't waste your energy. I will know by your body language when you have had enough. Trust me. If you keep struggling I will not be able to accurately gauge your resistance."

Carol was still terrified, but what could she do. She lay quietly, awaiting her test.

The first think she felt was a stabbing prick in her right tit. She didn't know what had caused it but the pain only lasted a moment then faded. This was followed by numerous stabs all around her body. The ones that hurt the most were when her pussy lips and nipples were pricked.

Rachel was really enjoying this. She was using sharp needles and pushing them slowly in about a half-inch into Carol's skin. She noticed Carol's struggles when she slowly pushed the needle through each of her nipples and her pussy lips. When she stopped, Carol looked like a pin cushion. Wanting to capture her handiwork, she got her camcorder and videotaped Carol's body. Carol seemed to have handled this pain rather well so now she turned to a new pain giver.

She didn't want to drive Carol away. The thought of losing this big titted teen as her plaything was unthinkable. So until she had moved in, she would go easy. Unknown to Carol, Rachel had been exposed to bondage and pain as an adjunct to sexual pleasure since she began to develop. Her mother was a true Mistress of pain and lived to inflict pain and dominate others. She had been the object of this drive as had Megan's sister.

Megan's sister, Beth had been Megan's sex slave for as long as Rachel remembered. The story Megan has spun for Carol was a total lie. Now, Beth could not think of any way to live besides serving her sister. Their relationship now seemed normal to Rachel. Looking down at Carol, she began to picture this ripe teen as her personal slave. The thought of what she could do with this malleable girl made her wet with lust. But she had to play it cool until she committed to them by running away tonight. Once in their house, Carol would be watched and controlled until she was broken to Megan's and Rachel's will.

She chose to use candle wax as the harshest pain for this session. Before she did this she wanted to show the pleasure that she could deliver. The combination of pain and sex was an intoxication combination. Rachel took a vibrator and began to rub it up and down Carol's spread pussy. She delved into her pussy with her fingers and the vibrator watching then quickly getting damp. As she pushed a finger in, she came up against an obstruction. She almost wet herself now that she knew that she had a virgin to make her slave. She wasn't ready to deflower her today so she contented herself by putting the vibrator up against Carol's clit and began the wax treatment.

The first touch of the vibrator on her pussy sent a shock through Carol's system that was readying itself for the next stab of pain. The tender caress and probing soon had her totally confused. The constant buzzing on her clit started to drive her towards a climax. The first drop of hot wax on her nipple sent her brain into a tailspin. The continued drops on both her tits, and then her pussy lips were hard to understand because she continued on her rise to orgasm despite her pain.

When the vibrator moved down to press into her pussy and warm lips began to lick her engorged clit, she could not hold back. Her orgasm crashed over her. As this began, Rachel began to pull out the needles that stuck out of her body. With each pull, her orgasm climbed and she felt new levels of lust as her orgasm pressed on longer than any she has ever endured.

She finally went limp. Rachel raised her head and pulled out the vibrator and licked it clean. She got a warm wash cloth and began to clean the numerous drops of blood that had appeared where she had pulled the needles out. Soon, Carol's body showed no signs of the blood and wax. She continued the soothing body scrub and massaged Carol's massive tits. She couldn't help tonguing and sucking those lovely orbs. Soon her own lust got to her and she grabbed the vibrator and jammed it deep into her pussy. She drove it in and out fast as she continued her attack on Carol's breast. The excitement of having Carol as her prisoner and the vibrator got Rachel off in record time. When she had cooled down from her come, she put away all the tools of pain and pleasure and began to unstrap Carol.

When the gag and hood was removed, Rachel immediately rained kisses on Carol's face. Still in a daze from the treatment she had just experienced she returned the kisses affectionately.

"Oh baby, you passed that test with flying colors. I really felt for you, but I hope my loving helped make up for the discomfort? You really are going to handle your training well. I can't wait for it to begin. You still want to come live with us, don't you?"

Carol's thoughts were totally muddled now. She had begun to have second thoughts about coming to live with these bizarre women at the beginning of the pain test. She looked down at her body and saw only an occasional spot where the needle prick was still bleeding, but none of them hurt. She remembered the stunning orgasm she never though was possible. Looking into the glowing eyes of Rachel and enjoying this loving hug she responded honestly. "I never thought I could come that hard. If you promise to be kind like that to me I'll be here for sure."

"I'll give you more pleasure than you could ever imagine." Rachel knew she would also test the bounds of Carol's endurance to pain and humiliation. But that would wait until she was addicted to Rachel's sexual attentions.

Laying side by side they spent the rest of the morning listening to music, talking and occasionally kissing and loving. At noon, Megan called them to lunch. Both naked teens ate a healthy lunch and Carol had her vitamins. Carol noticed that Rachel was taking a different vitamin brew. "What's the difference in our vitamins, Mistress?"

Megan turned from her work. "Well, Rachel has been on vitamins for years. You need to work up to her level. In time you will hopefully be on the same regime."

"I hope to live up to your expectations, Mistress."

Megan looked hard at Carol. "I'm sure you will do your best. If you falter we will just have to motivate you. I think you should go home now so your family doesn't begin to question where you were. We don't want anyone to suspect you are here once you run away. Now get dressed in you own cloths and go home. Be back by ten tonight and we will pull your disappearing act."

Both girls got up to leave, "Yes Mistress."

Once dressed in her damp cloths, she hugged and kissed Rachel good bye and went home to pack. She could barely keep her excitement under control. Whatever was going to happen while she lived with the Barker women, it would sure make her present live pale in comparison.