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The Box
Tami followed her Mistress' instructions to the letter and was now kneeling, naked, on the porch. She was, understandably, nervous. It was dark out, and quite warm. However, the darkness wasn't helping her since the light was on and if someone were to pass by the house, she'd be in plain sight. Her pale skin gleamed with sweat from the heat and humidity. How, she thought, could it still be so fucking hot? Gotta love the heat waves.
She had no idea how long her Mistress would leave her here. She'd been preparing for this weekend since last Friday, when she'd been given the materials and her instructions. She had no idea what was planned for her this weekend which was part of the excitement for the nineteen year old.
By the time the door opened, her feet were numb. It wouldn't be the first time, she mused.
"So, slut, you're still here."
"Yes Mistress."
The woman sighed. "OK. You had your chance. Now pick up your things and get inside."
Tami eagerly did so, gathering up the pile of neatly folded clothes and a small bag containing one of the other items she'd been required to bring. Her Mistress had warned her last week when she'd been given the instructions that if she showed up tonight, she would be in for a very rough time. The warning had been serious - her Mistress played hard and Tami wouldn't have it any other way. So she'd followed the instructions very carefully and now here she was.
Her Mistress led her to the play room and sat in a chair. She pointed to a mat on the floor and instructed Tami to stand on it with her hands behind her head. Tami complied, wincing as the sharp gravel on the mat dug into her feet. She wasn't a very heavy girl, 5 foot 2 inches and just over a hundred pounds, but the gravel was sharp and cut into her feet. The pain made her nipples get hard and her cunt even more wet than it had been on the porch. Tami lived for sex. And for her sex was best when it involved pain and humiliation. Her Mistress had yet to find something that Tami wouldn't do.
"Tell me, cunt, what my instructions were and if you followed them."
"Yes Mistress," said Tami. "When I left last week, I did the research that you asked for and found a salon with a low rating and read the reviews. I made an appointment for that day with one of the people that had been named in the rating as one of the worst."
"Oh? Tell me what happened," said the woman as she leaned back in her seat and opened her legs. It was another kind of torture for Tami who loved to suck on the hairy cunt that was now displayed. Up until last Saturday, her cunt had been hairy too. Tami had dark hair and it grew thick in her crotch and around her asshole. Usually, she kept it trimmed and shaved a bit, but two months ago her Mistress had made her stop shaving her cunt and her underarms.
Tami continued her story. "When I got there, I was surprised. I mean, Jennet, who was named as one of the worst technicians, was this cute blond. She was a little taller than me, with smaller tits and a really nice bod.
Jennet made sure she knew what I wanted done, then left so that I could get undressed. As you ordered, I wore a long sleeved shirt, no bra and tight shorts. She was pretty surprised when she came back and I was naked. I mean, she knew that she'd be doing my pussy..."
Crack! The end of the crop slapped one of Tami's full, c-cup breasts. Even though it was all natural the large gland was very firm and didn't move. Much.
"You don't have a pussy," corrected her Mistress. "This," she continued pointing to her own crotch and spreading the wet, pink lips, "is a pussy. You have a cunt."
"Yes Mistress. Anyway, she knew she'd be doing my cunt and armpits, but I guess she thought I'd be more covered. It really hurt. She had no idea how to do the wax job and I was actually bleeding on my mons when she finished. My asshole really hurt too, but by the time she started on my underarms, I was soaking." Tami turned red.
"And we know what happens when your cunt gets soaked don't we?"
"Yes Mistress," said Tammy.
"Tell me? What happens."
"It smells really strong."
"So you're saying she noticed that you were really turned on."
"Yes Ma'am."
"Continue."
"When she finished, she commented on the fact that I was bleeding, but I told her not to worry about it. She kind of looked at me and I told her that I was fine with it. She shrugged and said whatever. Then, as you directed, I asked her if there was something I could do for her as a tip. She didn't understand, and I told her that if there was something she wanted me to do, I would do it for her. I knew she was interested when she asked what kind of something."
"What did you tell her?"
"I told her the truth. That I was a slave, and that my Mistress had ordered me to offer sex as a tip. I explained to her that she could use me as a slave. If that made her uncomfortable, then I would be happy to give her money as a tip instead. We had only been in there for a half hour - Jennet was fast, if nothing else - so we had a half hour left. It took me a few minutes, but I convinced her that I was serious. She warned me that she was on the rag and asked if I were still willing to do anything she told me. I said yes. My puss ... cunt started to drip when she looked at me and told me she wanted me to eat her. I agreed and she smiled but started to excuse herself, saying that she had to pee first. I ... I told her that I could take care of that too, and she just looked at me, not understanding. I explained that she could use my mouth to pee in. She shook her head, but pulled off her skirt and pulled down her panties. She apologized and explained that today was a really heavy day, and that she hadn't been expecting it to be, so she was wearing a pad instead of a tampon. The pad was almost soaked through and her cunt was a mess. She started to reach for a tissue, but I stopped her and got on my knees. She smelled really strong and it seemed like the more I licked her, the more blood oozed out. She was hot, but I couldn't get her to cum. She apologized and told me it was hard for her to cum when she had to pee. So I just opened my mouth and started sucking on her and soon she let go and peed in my mouth. I almost came, but I remembered that you told me I wasn't allowed. After she peed it was easy to make her cum and she had several good ones by the time I finished.
When I got home, I had to pee real bad, but knew I had to hold it since you only wanted me to go twice a day. I took the hood and pushed it inside me. It went in easy because I was soaked. I looked in the mirror and saw my cunt and armpits were red and raw. I masturbated as you ordered, but had to stop soon because I was so excited. When I finally peed that night, I did it into a bowl, then soaked the rag you gave me. I also took the hood out of my cunt - it was soaked."
Tami recounted the rest of her story - how she'd soaked the rag and let it dry every time she took a piss, and how she masturbated each day ensuring that the hood stuffed in her cunt soaked up her juices. She knew that she wasn't allowed to wash her cunt - plastic panties took care of that when she was in the shower - and the hood had been pressed to her crotch the entire week. Since she'd been instructed not to wipe her cunt after she masturbated or peed, the hood - currently residing in her soaked cunt, was coated with pasty discharge. Since her Mistress had also instructed that she use no more than 1 square of toilet paper when she shit, there was a good deal of that on the hood too.
As her Mistress listened to the story, she opened her legs wide and played with herself. It was such a sexual rush having this teen follow her most perverted orders with no hesitation.
She closed her legs when Tami finished her report. "Well, I think it's time for you to see where you'll be spending most of your weekend. Follow me."
Tami followed her Mistress over to a corner of the room and looked at the black box that was on the floor. Her Mistress opened it and Tami's heartbeat quickened as she examined the inside. It looked only just wide enough for her to lay in it. There was little room to move and after the lid was closed, it would be pressing down on her breasts. Her Mistress pointed out that the bottom of the thing was lined with 10 grit sandpaper and Tami noticed that the area of the top that would be squashing her breasts also had sandpaper on it.
"You'll only be allowed out of her once a day to drink something and relieve me of any sexual tension. I don't expect that you'll be out more than a half hour a day." She looked at Tami, "Remember, you had your chance to leave and didn't take it. Pull the hood out."
Tami's pupils were dilated in lust as she eyed the box that she'd be spending the weekend in. She almost came thinking about how she'd be forced to lay there, hour after hour, with no idea how much time was passing and no control over when she would be allowed out. She reached between her legs and pulled out the hood, putting it on a plate her Mistress held out to her.
Tami spent the next half hour with her arms tied over her head and her legs spread wide, standing on her tiptoes. Her Mistress thoroughly whipped the girl with a knotted cat, welting her everywhere, but paying special attention to the still red mons and swollen cuntlips. Her breasts were forming bruises as well by the time the half hour was over, and her armpits, which received welt after welt, were also a favored target since they were flattened by her position. When she let the girl down, she bent Tami over and placed wide, heavy, metal bands at the base of each breast, then tightened them. The pressure wasn't too bad, but over time Tami knew her breasts would swell and be very uncomfortable. Plus, the bands would cause them to stand up even further and push into the sandpaper that coated the top of the box.
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