Helene And Keira Become Slaves: Part 3

HELENA & KEIRA BECOME SLAVES PART 3

By Operandi

(Keira Knightley, Helena Bonham Carter, Sophie Marceau)

(Ff, Mf, MFFFf, bondage, slut)

In the darkness of the night, two lights shone brightly, illuminating the road and the trees beside it…the lights, as they moved closer and closer, could be identified as the headlights of a car, travelling at some speed through the darkness, along the road.

The area was remote, with the car the only moving object for miles around, complete silence followed the sound of it’s engine.

In the front sat the driver, Jennifer Madison, the film-maker
of some repute, known for her vivid visual style, and the strong sexual content of her films. She had made 3 films thus far, all of which involved beautiful actresses in sexual and nude scenes. This did not put actresses off working with Madison, as she was an acclaimed Director, even if she wasn’t a box-office champ, a demanding, some would say dominating Director.

They had little idea how dominating this Director was, or the real reasons why she was so demanding of actresses. In the boot of the car was a girl who knew very well how dominating the Director could be.

The girl, an actress called Keira Knightley, was entombed in the boot, wearing little more than a dog collar (with leash), and a metal chastity belt which tightly protected her vagina and rectum, it’s lock dangling between her legs.

Keira’s hands drifted over her crotch, and she cried in frustration at being unable to attend to her female urges. The chastity belt, although small, prevented her from stimulating herself with a bout of crotch-rubbing. Her Mistress was so cruel, yet the Enchantment which Lady Mazra’s pendant had cast over her had made Keira subservient and obedient, and had intensified Keira’s already strong sexual urges. Dildo’s littered the car boot, yet the chastity belt prevented Keira from making good use of the phallic tools…however, she did derive some satisfaction from sucking on a translucent dildo…”Mmmm…mmm”.

Although covered in a PVC mask with eye and mouth slits, she was not gagged, which gave her some freedom.

Keira could feel the car slowing down, she could hear pebbledash under the wheels, the engine switching off…she could hear the car door open, and the Director’s feet walking along the pebbledash…Keira heard the boot lock turn, and all of a sudden her prison was lit by the dim lights of a mansion, and the moonlight…the Director towered over Keira, looking down on her sternly…

Keira felt the biting cold against her nude body…she whimpered as the Director lifted her out of the boot, and, after positioning the Bend It Like Beckham star on all fours, pulled the leash and led the slave towards the mansion, along a short path…a large door loomed before the Director and Keira…they arrived at the door, and the Director knocked 3 times…they waited…

Keira was shivering, which made her bottom wriggle in an enticing manner, which the Director noted, though of course Keira’s nipple’s were already erect as a result of intense sexual stimulation and manipulation.

The door opened, and standing before the Director and Keira was a tall, slender, and imposing man.

“Hello, Jennifer, always a pleasure to see you. And such a pleasure to see your new toy!” They entered the warmth of the building, a relief to Keira, whose body was being inspected by the tall man’s sharp eyes…she could almost feel his eyes scanning her pert bum, as she warmed up…the Director patted her head like a dog as the tall man squeezed her butt cheeks tightly.

“Take your pet into the Mistresses’ Assessment Room, on the door to your left”, said the tall man, as he slapped Keira’s once cold, now hot bum, making the fire in her crotch, which the cold had dimmed a little, reignite yet again.

The Director led Keira into the Mistresses Assessment Room…

Meanwhile…

In the center of a small, dark room, Helena Bonham Carter was bound and straddled upright, her body resting on her crotch, her arms raised up and manacled to the ceiling…her dark, mouse-brown hair covering half her face, her mouth filed with a baby’s pacifier, strapped to her face, forced to suck on it like a baby.

Helena’s crotch bore the brunt, as the horizontal wooden pole which split her legs tormented her. There were 2 dildos attached to the woode pole, and Helena had no choice but to be impaled in at least one of her 2 holes…if she leaned forward, her pussy would be stuffed, if she leaned back, her anus would be impaled.

The size of the dildos stretched Helena past her limit, as she tried to cope by rocking back and forth, but this made her lust grow even more, as pussy and ass grinded against the powerful poles…

Something was happening in Helena’s mind too, because as the Director and Keira became more and more distant, the pendant’s effects receded, and Helena’s desire to obey ebbed.

Helena’s self-will was returning…

She became aware of her situation…

“MMMF!!”

“UHFFF!”

She cried into her pacifier, and struggled against the manacles and bonds, her body grinding even more on the dildos as her struggles worsened her torment.

The Director had planned well ahead, and knew that Helena would regain her personality…it would make little difference, for the English beauty was nude, completely helpless, humiliated.

She had no memory of how she came to be here, or even where she was, or who had bound her in this dastardly manner.

Helena’s mind was free, but her body was bound and helpless, and there was no escape.

The section of the pole close to her crotch wa wet with feminine juices, as Helena desperately fought the urge to fuck herself…

“No! I must maintain control!” she told herself, again and again, but her pussy was now on fire, and Helena was now also being tortured by the stimulator ring which the Director had slipped around her clit, and which vibrated whenever Helena moved her body…if she did not move she wuld have to impale her pussy and bum on the dildo’s, which would drive her crazy…

But if she grinded, she could avert stuffing, but would more likely cum…she needed to cum!

The Director’s devious mind had put Helena in a stuation where there was no dignified exit…

Helena began to grind on the dildo’s, her babyish sucking of the pacifier matching the slurping n humping noises emananting from her crotch.

She was quite a sight, her pale, creamy skin iluminated by the dim light (which came from a small lamp on a nearby desk) her cute petite form humping the phaluses, breasts bouncing juicily, her gorgeous brown eyes lost in lust, as her suculent bum humped the pleasure rods.

Unbeknown to Helena, the Director had thoughtflly positioned a camera in the room to film her descent into sluttiness.

Thus, even when free of the pendant, Helena was very much the Director’s sex toy, her beautiful little English doll, made for fucking.

Her limited movement meant that she would hav to fuck herself for hours on end in order to cum, and even then the torment would continue.

She fucked as vigorously as she could, desperat for release, even though there was no prosepct of release, as her cunt and rectum moved up n down on the large, hard metallic phaluses which were bigger than any cock Helena had taken into her holes.

Increasingly, try as she might to fight against it, her free will began to echo her slave will, asher mind became totally devoted to fucking and lust…she had always believed her mind to be incharge of her body, but now, it seemed, her pussy was calling the shots.

Up and down, up and down she went, boobs bouning, cunt stretching, ass opening…

“MMF!”

“UHHF!”

“UNHF!”

“OOF!”

“AAFF!”

“MMMMFF!”

While Helena was fucking herself desperately, at the Mansion, the Director led Keira, on her leash, and on her hands and knees, to the Assessment Room…

There were at least 8 women and 4 men here, all sitting in sofa’s which were arranged in a circle, the room lit by candlelight, a cosy, warm place with a roaring fire nearby.

At the centre of the circle was a 2-foot high table. This was no ordinary table, for it had straps and varius flaps and hinges around it. A large red metal box was next to the table, it’s purpose unknown.

Keira was led in, and she immediately caught th eyesof the men and women gathered. Her identity was concealed by her mask, so none except the Director knew they were examining the sesnsual, nude body of Keira Knightley, her hair flowing out of the back of her m ask and along her back.

Keira felt hands and fingers stroke her hair, petting her, as the Director paraded her like a trohy, leading her around the circle, as her boobs legs, and bum were groped and caressed…

“A cute little one!” Exclaimed one largish woman, with a great smile on her face as she feastd her eyes.

“I could fuck this little bitch forever.” remarked one of the men, a handsome fellow whose fingers played with Keira’s body in a way that she could not help but enjoy…

“Ripe bottom, nice tits, a very impressive toy you have yourself here, Jennifer” said an elegant, posh-sounding woman, as she gave Keira a good going over…she was very intrusive, her fingers prbing Keira aggressively, as if she were an object, not a woman…

But that is what Keira was to these people, an object of beauty and lust, and she had no problm with that, because the Director, the woman whom she worshipped and loved, knew what was bst, and Keira knew she would be serving her Mistress tonight.

Her body was being touched, examined, with only the chastity belt offering any protection, andthese new people commented upon Keira’s body as if she were a car, or toy.

Then, quite suddenly, the Director lifted Keira up, and placed her on the table, on her hands and knees. Within seconds, Keira could feel the key opening thel ock, and her chastity belt was gone…

She was nude and exposed, the only consolation being that these men and women did not know she was Keira Knightley…

Outside the Director’s house, a car stopped…and out of it stepped a woman and a man, barely visible in the dark of night…

They approached the door, and turned the key, entering the house in which Helena Bonham Carter was imprisoned.

“This shall be interesting, hmmm?” said the woman, in a distinct French accent, as she walked in, followed by her male companion, a tall, burly male with a similar accent…

“What do you think Jennifer meant by “toy”? asked the man…

“Perhaps our little fantasy, my darling.”

“I think it unlikely, my kitten”, he responded, expecting the surprise to be mundane…

In moments, the woman, a miss Sophie Marceau, noticed a note attached to a door…

YOURS FOR TONIGHT

ENJOY IT

Her eyes lit up and she unlocked the door using the key given to her by the Director…

The two guests gasped in amazed delight as the saw a bound and helpless Helena Bonham Carter fucking frantically, grinding like an animal…she did not notice them, so engrossed was she in her sexual gratification…

Sophie gasped in delight, as she circled Helena, enjoying the actress’s creamy, sensual body…”I have dreamed of this, to have a cute English fucktoy!”

“She is exquisite”, remarked the man, whose handsome demeanour and chiselled features combined wth his elegant, musical French voice to give him a sexy, so very charming aire.

Their hands crisscrossed her nude body, as she continued to fuck obsessively…

“So cute!” Mused Sophie as she petted Helena’s hair and removed her pacifier…

Helena spoke, her humping making it hard to put a sentence together…

“Help me…”

“Free…”

Sophie Marceau smiled wickedly at the English toy, and replied…

“Help you…yes”

Helena’s eyes lit up in hope…

“Free you…No…you are ours, we will enjoy you, won’t we, Gerard?”

“We certainly shall”, Gerard said with a sexy and devilish grin, as he gripped Helena’s slender waist and pushed her down onto the dildos…all th way down onto the wooden pole…

“Oooohhh….god…unh”

“Ooooohh…uhh…mmmmm”

“Suck, my little baby”, declared Sophie in dominant voice as she inserted her fingers into Helena’s mouth…the English actress did not have the strength to resist, the fucking having drained her physically and mentally.

“Good Girl”, mused Sophie, in the manner of a headmistress.

Helena was sucking Sophie’s fingers like a baby, while her pussy and ass, stuffed to the brim, became accustomed to their impalement…

Sophie’s fingers found Helena’s clit, and skillfully made the stimulator vibrate…

Gerard, having stripped down to his boxers. began sucking Helena’s delicious boobs…

She could not think, could not do anything, as her body and mind were conquered without resisitance, reducing her to a wet, horny, slutty, fuck-obsessed plaything…

The dildo’s, the fingers, the tongues…Oh god!…she was now a captive of her insane lust.

Helena was losing control, as her two tormentors controlled her.

“Good Girl!” Sophie said with an elegant smile, as Helena sucked submissively…

“We are going to have fun with you, little slut!”

Keira Knightley was now on all fours, on display for her audience, as the table on which she was positioned was rotated around to allow the gathered men and women to appraise her beautiful body…

“She has beautiful eyes”, mused one of the women, asKeira was spun around slowly, showing her long slender legs, cute boobs, and delicious ass.

“Can we remove the mask?”, enquired one of the men.

“No”, came the Director’s reply, as the nubile Keira was displayed like a piece of meat, “You would know who she is, and I cannot allow that, but I will allow just about anything else to be done to her…”, the Director laughed, “she is my pet, that is all that matters…isn’t that right, baby?”

“Yes, Madam”, Keira replied in her soft English voice, which certainly aroused all of those present…

“I’ve always wanted to fuck an English girl”, said an American man, perhaps a movie producer…

The Director stopped the rotation…

“How sensitive is her pussy? I can see some wetness there…”, remarked a tall, slender woman with narrow eyes, and fine red hair in a pony tail.

The Director gestured to Sarah, a girlish looking lesbian who had not taken her eyes off Keira since shehad arrived…

Sarah strode up to Keira’s bottom, as the Director pushed Miss Knightley’s head down, forcing the English actress’s rear up into the air, perfectly positioned for Sarah, who carressed Keira’s soft bottom gently but firmly, groping her, enjoying her…

“Little pet, some questions for you”, said Sarah, as her fingers moved towards Keira’s inner thighs, closer to the wet honeypot that belonged to the Director…

“Has Jennifer fucked you?”

“Y-Yes”

The Director smiled at Sarah, who circled her fingers around Keira’s juicy pussy, making her bottom wiggle…

“Has your pussy been eaten?”

“Y-Yes”

“By Jennifer?”

“No…”

“Then who ate you, slut?”

Keira looked up at the Director, who with a glint of her eyes made it clear to Keira she was not to reveal that Helena Bonham Carter had eaten her pussy…

“Another slave”

Sarah chuckled, as did the other women…”Your pussy looks like a delicious meal, a real feast…do you like your honeypot being licked?”

“Yes…mmmm”

As Keira answered, Sarah began probing her with her fingers, causing Keira to grind against them….

“You are enjoying this, you can’t deny it…has your ass been stuffed?”

“Oh…Y-Yes…oooh”

Sarah’s probing and pumping became more vigorous, as a second, then a third, finger were added, as the men and women gathered became increasingly aroused.

One 22 year old woman had her hands in her jeans, as did two of the men.

“I think you are a slut…a fucktoy…say “I am a fucktoy, I am a slut”.

“I…unh…am a fucktoy, I am a slut”. Keira looked into the Director’s eyes as she uttered these words, words she would never utter normally…

Sarah fingered her victim with a cruel skill, pumping the English slave, yet denying her orgasm.

While Sarah finger-fucked Keira, the Director set about binding her to the table, restraining her in her “doggy” position…

“Oh god”, thought Keira, unable to think of anything outside of obeying the Director, but neverteless pondering what would happen to her next…she had always fantasised about being fucked by a group of men, but women as well?

The Director summoned a man to the table…

The Director had fucked her, so she must accept being used by females, she reminded herself, as the man undressed, standing behind her.

Sarah removed her fingers, and Keira whimpered…Sarah patted the man on the back and said “Fuck her good.”

“Fuck her brains out!” Shouted the crowd in unison, as the man gripped Keira’s pert bum…

“Oh god!” Muttered Keira, as she prepared for her fate…

Helena Bonham Carter was now tied to the bed, her ankles spread wide, and a pillow placed underneath her hips, giveing free access to her pusy and ass…Sophie sat on the bed side, smiling softly on her new toy, as Helena sucked her fingers with her mouth, and Sophie’s other fingers tickled and teased Helena’s clit, the stimulator vibrating with each carress, Miss Bonham Carter’s hips writheing and squirming helplessly.

Helena felt so humiliated, so degraded, yet…yet…she felt sooo good in a way, to be so consumd by sexual feelings, however much Helena triedt deny it, it felt good.

Gerard returned, and enquired as to Helena’s resistance…

“She isn’t going anywhere”, Sophie mused as a particularly deft clit-tease made Helena’s hips rise into the air in lust…

“Even without the bindings, she would not be able toescape my fingers and tongue…”

Helena’s large brown eyes were devoid of will, as she bucked and squirmed against Sophie’s skillfl stimulation…

Gerard smiled, and then removed his boxers…”I think it’s about time she did something useful, like sucking my cock!”

“Well, my man, you attend to her mouth…I will atend to this cunt’s cunt”, Sophie said with a wicked smile.

Gerard straddled Helena, sitting on her chest, his huge cock, hard and erect, dominating her view, as he ordered her to open her mouth, aggressively, he pushed his cock into Helena’s mouth, filling her. “Good little slut”, he said approvingly.

Meanwhile, Sophie inserted her delicate fingers into Helena’s wet, steamy pussy, making the actress squirm underneath Gerard, her hips writheing as Sophie pushed her fingers in and out of Helena, in and out, in and out, 1 finger, then 2 fingers, then 3 fingers…

Gerard began pumping his cock in and out of Helena’s mouth, fucking her face, his meaty, powerful fuck rod stretched her pert little mouth. Helena closed her eyes as Gerard and Sophie pumped her at both ends.

Sophie added a 4th finger, and was now stretching Helena’s pussy, stuffing her and teasing her G-Spot, making her heave and buck frantically, her cunt on fire as Sophie manipulated her open, fully accessible pussy…”Good Girl!” said Sophie, as Helena was finger-fucked and face-stuffed by her two devious tormentors, she was a candle being burned at both ends, a girl being violated in 2 of her 3 holes.

She had lost control, she had been conquered, and there was no excuse of mind control here. She had given in to Sophie and Gerard, conceded defeat, and allowed them to fuck her and suck her like a slut…she pondered whether any woman could resist the awesome stimulation she had been subject to. Her pussy had been under control ever since she regained her own personality…she had no memory of who had done this to her…she felt there was no way it could have been the Director, Jennifer, as she just would not do such a thing…no way, thought Helena, as the sight of a giant cock being rammed down her throat was all she could see, and the intense pumping of her pussy was all she could feel…she was reduced to being a fuckslut, a sex toy, a plaything, a cunt.

Keira Knightley was the centre of attention, as she was now being pounded by the tall, handsome man who had eyed her so leeringly earlier, his cock, the hardest and widest Keira had ever experienced (though not the longest).

He fucked Keira violently, mercilessly, as she heaved and bucked under the intense fucking, which was made all the more intense by the female fingers exploring her petite, slender young form.

“A nubile young slut, always the best!” remarked the eldest woman as she petted Keira’s hair, playing with it..

The youngest, a voluptuous blonde 22-year old called Emma, began sucking Keira’s tits, as did tall brunette Jemma, a 26-year old with an apetite for Keira’s clit, which she teased with her fingers, making Keira convulse, the fire in her crotch intensifying rapidly, like a forrest fire.

The eldest woman, in her mid-forties, and with a sharp, pointed face, and narrow eyes, looked down into Keira’s girlish, wide eyes, peering out of her Slave Mask, and pushed her fingers into Keira’s delicate mouth, ordering her to suck, as the fucking at the other end of her body became ever more violent and explosive. She was losing control, she wondered if she would survive…but then she felt the Director’s hand gently fondling her bum as it heaved and bucked back and forth, and she felt so right, so comfortable, like the most popular girl in the class.

“Good Girl…that’s my pet”, the Director whispered to her, as cum filled her violated cunt, and a massive dildo was inserted into her pretty little mouth, all the while her boobs and clit were assaulted by feminine fingers, mouths, and tongues.

For a very brief moment, her cunt was empty, save the juices which dripped copiously from it…but it was soon filled with another grand cock, this one long and thick, and this man determined to fuck her even harder than his predecessor. It had become a competition.

“Show her no mercy!”, Shouted the eldest woman, and the others who watched this carnal spectacle repeated her words, adding to Keira’s excitement.

In and Out, In and Out, In and Out, In and Out, In and Out, IN and OUT, IN and OUT, IN and OUT.

Not only was the second man’s fucking even more intense than the first’s, the women, having identified Keira’s sensitivities, were now licking and fondling her in ways that destroyed her ability to control her body.

Hours ago, Keira’s pussy had felt like it would never be satiated, she even feared the Director would torture her with no stuffing or pounding…but Keira now realised the Director knew best, for she was now being fucked into oblivion, with no end in sight. Heaven, sweet Heaven!

Gerard exploded into Helena’s face, his hot cum filling her mouth, as she struggled to swallow the flood of man juice that overwhelmed her, as she also came as a result of Sophie’s fisting of her thoroughly used pussy…cum dripped from Helena’s mouth, as she gasped and panted, and the area of the bed near her crotch was soaked by her pussy juices.

Helena lay on the bed, exhausted and overwhelmed…she couldn’t take any more.

But Sophie and Gerard had other ideas…

Gerard grabbed Helena and turned her over, face down, pushing her head down and raising her fabulous ass high into the air…

Sophie strolled into view, showing Helena her strap-on…

Sophie put on the strap-on dildo, an 8-inch monster, giveing Helena a clear view of it…

“I’m going to fuck you…”

Sophie’s face formed a wicked grin, her eyes glinting…

“I’m going to fuck you in the ass!”

“Please, NO!” Shouted Helena, who tried to move, but Gerard held her down, and was already binding her to the bed.

Sophie stuffed her wet panties into Helena’s Bonham Carter’s mouth, gagging her. Helena felt Sophie’s hand raise, and then slam down on Helena’s behind…

SLAPP!

SLAPP!

SLAPP!

“You are mine, Cunt!”

Helena closed her eyes as Sophie began pushing the dildo into Helena’s rectum…

The dildo went in innexorably, with Sophie aggressively forcing it in slowly, but surely, Helena’s asshole was being split open, ripped apart, as Sophie ploughed into her slut with merciless delight….

The English actress cried into her panty-gag as Sophie’s artificial cock forced it’s way in, stuffing Helena in a way she had never been stuffed before.

There was always more of it, more of it entering Helena, stretching her, an enormous phalus in her tiny asshole.

She had never experienced such pain…so painful, so humiliating…and yet…she felt so open…like her enslavement had somehow freed her, liberated by the fucking and probing she was being subject to.

In and out!

In and out!

In and out!

Gerard enjoyed the sight of Helena being bum-fucked by Sophie, the Englishwoman’s lowered head and upturned ass, firmly gripped by the Frenchwoman, who violently pounded the English actress, showing no mercy.

Finally, she came, and she came hard, so hard her body convulsed in the overwhelming explosion of orgasmic fury.

Sophie came simultaneously, her loud gallic squeals echoed through the room, as Helena’s violated ass remained impaled on Sophie’s phalus.

“Oooohhh!” Squealed a delighted Sophie, slapping Helena’s conquered ass triumphantly. “Plenty more where that came from, bitch!” said Sophie with a loud laugh.

And it had all been recorded by the hidden camera…

Keira Knightley was now on her fourth fucking session, her cunt now becoming sore from the sheer relentlessness of the violations, but the women continued to skillfully manipulate her clit, tits, and other areas, controlling her body while the men continued to fuck her like a total slut.

Slurping, pounding, stuffing, pumping, fucking, ramming, screwing…it felt so good.

Keira was a slut, she knew this because her Mistress, the Director, had told her so. Her purpose was to be the pretty little fuck-toy of both men and women. Her flexible body was arranged into a variety of positions during her marathon fucking-session, spread and opened, bent and exposed, her nubile form the stuff of many a dirty mind’s fantasy. She knew full well that many, many people wanted to fuck her, and that made her proud.

Keira, having been fucked doggy-style by her first two “Masters”, was arranged into a “ankles touching shoulders” position for her third Master, and now she was held by the women over the fourth man’s cock, as the women, with delicious cruelty, teased her, then pumped her slowly, then brutally slammed her down on the mighty rod, all the while hands touched her all over, playing with her, controlling her.

Impaled on the great cock, she squealed and whimpered, as she was raised and lowered again and again by the women, up and down, up and down, up and down, over and over…

Endlessly…

Mercilessly…

Keira Knightley came hard, her body convulsing as cum was sprayed all over her gorgeous body. She collapsed on the floor as her users left her, the men and women had finished with the lovely Keira toy.

The Director looked at her slut proudly, and the eldest woman, who sat next to the Director, was most impressed. “An excellent slut…so pretty…” the woman leaned close to the Director and whispered “I think I know who she is…is it…Keira Knightley?”

The Director nodded with a wry smile…

Keira was quickly led on all fours back to the car outside, and once again put in the boot…The Director drove her slave home after a very, very successful night. And of course, there was the work on the film to look forward to in the coming days. Keira would be enjoyed by many more men and women, but most of all she would be enjoyed by the Director.

“I wonder how Helena has fared tonight?” she thought to herself as she drove off into the early morning darkness, returning home after the successful exhibition of Keira. The Director was a shrewd planner, more so than anyone could estimate…

Keira looked upon her cum covered body, her pussy still had the feeling of being filled with cock, so long had she been stuffed and fucked, and so thoroughly…how many time had she been fucked these past 2 days?

She had lost count, and she knew there would be many more…she smiled to herself at the thought of so many cocks pounding her delicious body…

Keira realised, as she lay in the boot of the car, that her sluthood and slavery had just begun.

And so had Helena’s…

At the Director’s home, Sophie and Gerard were putting the finishing touches to Helena’s outfit. Helena could feel the effects of the pendant returning, though Sophie had enslaved her without the pendant. Her pussy and ass had been taken by Sophie and Gerard, and she had submitted to the Frenchwoman’s dominating will, as there was no alternative…

And because she enjoyed it.

She found being a sex toy a surprisingly fulfilling experience. Yet her loyalty remained to the Director, as the effects of the pendant returned, as Helena’s Mistress moved ever closer.

A car could be heard outside…

Sophie welcomed Jennifer, as she approached the door of her home.

Sophie smiled…

“Thank you for the present”

The Director smiled back…”I hope you enjoyed the toy”

“Oh, I did…very much…very…receptive” concluded Sophie with a wicked smirk.

Gerard went to his car, Sophie and Gerard were about to leave…but the Director, as ever, planned ahead…

She held up the pendant to Sophie as they were conversing, and the Frenchwoman’s eyes went blank…

“You will always obey me from now on…the next time we meet, you will arrive alone, with a dog collar around your little neck, in a school uniform. You are mine now, understood?”

“Yes”.

The Director clicked her fingers and Sophie snapped out of her trance, as Gerard returned to collect her. “Bye!”, said the Director to the two guests, as they got into their car and departed.

Her plan had gone exactly as she had planned it, three women now under her power, and all of them beautiful and talented, and this, the Director mused, was only the beginning.

But for now her attention turned to the matter at hand, attending to her two favourite toys.

Jennifer opened the boot of her car.

Helena and Keira were about to be re-united…

TO BE CONTINUED IN HELENA & KEIRA BECOME SLAVES PART 4

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