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The Choker Club Chronicles: Skyler…. {Authors note: This is part two in the series and is probably as dark as I will get. There are strong elements of BSDM, submission, humiliation, toying, exhibitionism and anal penetration. Sensitive readers are cautioned to avert their eyes. If you haven’t read the first chapter it is recommended you do so now, but this can be read as a stand alone story.} The reality of this afternoon was sinking in slowly as I contemplated the decisions I had made while fingering the necklace I had place willingly around my own neck. I was trying to grasp all the things I had agreed to by performing such a simple act as latching a clasp behind my neck. As Leah drove toward my house I was very quiet and more than a little serious. Looking out the side window of her BMW series, whatever (convertible of course), I felt a little lost and overwhelmed. Leah knew it too. “Jane, we’ll get through this, don’t worry about it. Everyone in the club had to do this to get in. It seems like a lot but it’s worth it.” “Not you, you started the club. There was no initiation for you.” “Not true, that wouldn’t be fair to anyone else. Granted, my initiation wasn’t as extensive as yours will be but I did still went through it just the same. I had to submit myself to the desires of another like you will.” “Why does this have to happen, Leah. I don’t want to share myself with the others, just you. It somehow makes me feel what we did today is not as special as I thought it was.” “It was and always will be very special to me, Jane. I can’t wait to have you again under me wiggling with as many orgasms as I can give you.” She leaned over and whispered as though someone could hear us in the front seat of her car and said; “I still haven’t washed my hand from when I touched your pussy upstairs when we were fitting you with clothes. I’m gonna smell you again as I go to sleep and I’ll be wearing your wet panties tonight in bed.” “I can’t wear any right now anyway, I was glad to give them to you. I couldn’t enjoy your touch as much as you did, my kitty is still so sore from that….that…OH! I can’t even say it!” “Brazilian.” “Giving it an exotic geographical location somehow doesn’t make it any more pleasant, Leah.” She laughed at my comment. “In-hin..in 2 days your pretty pussy will have more than recovered and will be as smooth as oiled glass. I am dying to take my tongue and explore it, it will be like nothing you’ve felt and you’ll love it, promise.” Ok, I was convinced that it was special for her too and it did bring a smile to me thinking she would fall into slumber with my scent in her lungs and my panties wrapped around her pussy. The possibilities with Leah more than outweighed the price I was going to pay to have her. There was this very little part that was intrigued with the thought of being the slave of each of the girls in the ‘Choker club’. I mean that was what it boiled down to no matter how Leah tried to make it sound better than it was. I had 2 weeks to lose the 4 tags on the necklace with each of the girls names on it. If I did what they wanted, ANYTHING they wanted without hesitation, protest or question they had to take the tag with their name on it from my necklace. At the end of the 2 weeks if there was only the silver tag with the inscription; “I’m lost, please return me to Leah Johnston” complete with her address on it (Yes, it was a real dog tag.) then I could go through the “initiation ceremony” and get my choker. More than that, then I would be able to have Leah. The ‘choker club’ girls only could be with ‘choker club’ girls or initiates, thats just one of the rules. Thats the reason I put the necklace on my self and excepted the restrictions and rules that came with the ‘pledge necklace’. When I say ‘be with’ I mean of course ‘have sex with’, but have sex of any kind. Anything that happens inside ‘choker club’ is always a secret, so your sexual desires stay inside the club. Actually kinda exciting knowing that if you’re really kinky it can’t become common knowledge except within the club. The most important rule is you don’t talk about the ‘choker club’ with anyone that isn’t in the ‘choker club’. As an initiate I can NEVER be caught without my neckless on. During my initiation period while I’m trying to lose tags I can never take it off unless instructed by a club member to do so. If I’m ever caught without it on or can’t display it on demand to a member the initiation is over and I’m out. Once I get the choker I can take it off only in my home, showering, swimming and things of that nature, but never be seen without it on in public. Its a rule, all rules must be followed. Leah says it teaches club members discipline and that discipline gives us freedom. I really didn’t have my brain wrapped all the way around that concept but I wanted Leah and I would have her in 2 weeks, that was my rule. “I can give you some good advise, Jane. Whether you take it is up to you. The order you should lose the tags is; Skyler, Patricia, Monica then me.” “Why not you first, I’d be so much more comfortable with you and besides I owe you an orgasm or… 20. Can I make love to you as an initiate?” “Yes, we can fuck each other into the next dimension after you have lost all the other tags with the other girls names, but not again until they are all gone.” “Dammit! Is that another rule?” “Yes, and all rules must be followed, no exceptions.” “Ok, help me here, Leah. Just how do these rules, especially that one “Liberate us”?” “Following the rules means you had to do something to get something. When you get that something it will be so much more because you sacrificed your desire for instant gratification to get what you wanted.” “Grrrrrrr!” “Wow, Jane! It was almost 3 hours ago you were this shy little introvert, now you my unstoppable ‘sexpot’! Calm down lady. Follow the rules. Get in the club. Do what it takes. Soon enough I’ll be riding your cute face like a bicycle…(giggle).” “Why that particular order, Skyler has never impressed me as friendly, she would not be my first choice. Why her first?” “Thats the order I recommend, I can’t tell you why becas…” I cut her off with, “Let me guess, it’s a rule.” “Yep, It’s your choice on the order, I have to be last because you are my pledge.” I wasn’t paying attention to where we were and almost missed my house. “Oh, Leah, here’s my house, next on the right.” Ümraniye Escort She pulled into the drive of my ‘family estate’, a plain 3 “Finally I won’t be the newest member, I’m so glad you took the necklace, Jane.” Monica was all of 4 feet 9, with sandy red hair in a short pony tail. A small but lovely face and a petite smile formed from small even lips that required no added color from make-up. Blue eyes and a handful of freckles running cheek to cheek across her small nose. Her figure was that of a pixie and she had the voice of a 6 year old girl. She always dressed to extenuate her small size which I know drove the boys crazy. Patricia added; “Yes, new blood is needed and we thought you were sweet. Welcome Jane, I know you’ll make it.” Patricia was the tallest at about 5 foot 8. She had dark brown hair to just below the shoulder, brown eyes with the whitest white part of the eye you have ever seen. Nice cheek bones and a slightly pronounced chin. Valoumpous was the best way to describe Patricia’s body, ‘C’ to ‘D’ cups down to an even waist and round hips. Olive skin that gave her legs such nice color nylons were not in her vocabulary. “We’ll see, some of us are not as easy on initiates as others. It will be interesting to see how well you do, Jane.” The smokey voice of Skyler did kind of give you a shiver. Skyler was topped with arctic white hair cut in an above the neck bob. White skin that contrast with the black choker, grey/blue eyes under white eyebrows. Not an albino, Skyler was just really …white. She was my hight, my weight, my build just trade my little bit of my dough with a more athletic build. Other than Leah, Skyler had the lips I wanted to kiss the most. A small mouth, round with full lips. Only thing was there was something dark about Skyler you couldn’t put your finger on. Try as I might I couldn’t figure it out but it was there. The girls treated me as though I was already in the ‘choker club’, never excluded me from the conversations and never whispered to themselves around me. They didn’t have to, remember the rules. No subject was taboo inside the club and everything said in the club, stayed in the club. The day progressed and when school let out Leah and I went to her place for sunning and behavior modification lessons…but no touching, dammit! The next day I had completely recovered and was ready for my first tag offer. By the way, I had a really good looking kitty now, I wanted to wear it on the outside. Leah was right, it did make me feel beautiful. At lunch I finally had enough nerve to ask Skyler to take her tag back. Without hesitation she said; “Tonight tell your parents your going to be late for dinner tomorrow because your going spend the afternoon and eat with me, I’ll have you home by 11:00. It’s Friday night, they should have no problem.” She looked at Monica with a sly smile and continued, “They never do.” Skyler was very matter-of-fact with her instructions. I got the feeling she was the professional of the group. I started to protest; “I thought this was just going to happen in the afternoon and be over.” “No hesitation, protest or questions. Unless… you don’t want to join.” Skyler said with an indifferent look on her face. “I’M IN! I’m in. Got it, forgot the rules, won’t happen again.” “I like your enthusiasm, Jane. That’s what I wanted to hear. We’ll spend some quality time together…really get to know each other.” Skyler was right about the parent angle. I told mom and dad that I was now “hanging with a group of girls” that had taken me under their wing and made me their project. They were practically giddy. If they only knew what I meant by ‘project’. Skyler met me after last class Friday and we headed to her car engaging in getting-to-know-you chat. The conversation continued as Skyler drove us to her place. It was not as nice as Leah’s but bigger and better than mine. When we got inside she closed and locked the front door. Her parents were still at work so we would not be disturbed for many hours. She took me to her room and said I could leave my clothes in the chair in the corner for now. She asked if I wanted anything and I said; “Really, just water is fine, just water.” She left to get it and I dropped my bag, backpack and jacket in the chair and looked around the room. It was dominated by a huge king size four post bed with 128 pillows on top of it. There was a weight bench of some type in the corner. That made sense as she was atheistic, it just had no weights on it, strange. Chairs, Dressers and a make-up table took up most of the wall space along with end tables at each side of the bed. I moved around the bed to a doorway that enter another room on the far side. OMG! SHE HAD HER OWN BATHROOM!!!! Just like Leah. I was never so jealous in my life. She returned and when she came in with the drinks I watched as her expression turned from friendly to puzzled. “I though I said you could put your clothes in the chair?” “I did, my bag and stuff is over there in the chair.” I pointed. She place the drinks on the dresser and said; “No, I said your clothes, not your ‘stuff’.” Ok, the talking was over. “Get out of your clothes and then you can have some water.” I did as she said ‘without hesitation, protest or questions’ as she took a seat in the other chair to watch me. Three days of tanning with Leah made me the darkest in the room, which wasn’t saying much since Skyler was so white you could lose sight of her holding a bed sheet. I realized this as I took my top off and looked at Skyler enjoying the show. I tried a little strip-tease since she was watching, a little playfulness might ease things. A sly smile turned the corner of her mouth upward as she seemed to be contemplating what she was going to do to me and in what order. My clothes piled up in the chair and in no time I was completely naked. The nude sunbathing had other benefits, I wasn’t uncomfortable in my own skin anymore. Skyler looked me over real good grabbing every bit of me with her eyes. Ogled by Skylers lustful expression I started to get the feeling I was an object. She told me to bring the drinks over to her. On my return trip to Skyler with the drinks I saw her reach into a drawer and recover a tube of lube and…a butt plug! I had seen them in the porn videos (don’t judge me! I was a sexually frustrated teen til Leah. Oh, like you haven’t Ümraniye Escort Bayan looked at porn!). I stopped dead in the middle of the room and Skyler knew what was going through my head. “No hesitation, protest or questions.” she said in her deeper sultry voice as she calmly applied lube to the plug. I watched in horror and fascination as the reality of that thing going inside me took hold. I continued my walk back to her rather slowly as she finished coating the plug with lube. It was about 3 inches long and tapered from a narrow rounded point to about 1 1/2 inches wide at its widest, then down to a detent at the end. I was staring at the implement when she broke my concentration; “Did you actually want that water or is there something else you want right now, instead?” My eyes moved up to her face which was covered with a very devious expression. Caught looking again I felt a blush and was very aware that I was the only one naked. That comfort I had earlier had been washed away and was replace with uncomfortable vulnerability. I broke a small smile and downed the glass of water nervously…then the other. “Oh, thats good. I’ll need you very hydrated for the afternoons activities otherwise it won’t be as much fun for me.” she said in that same calm measured voice. I felt a little tremble as my nervousness became visible and was replace with fear. What kind of sick bitch did I turn myself over to? What had I been thinking? the tremble didn’t go unnoticed either. “Mmmm… thats good, we haven’t even started yet and your shaking. Come closer and lose the glasses.” I placed the empty glasses on the table next to her and stood waiting for my next instruction. “I said ‘lose the glasses’, you don’t listen very well, Jane. If you’re going to require every command I give you to be repeated then this isn’t going to go as well as I’d hoped.” “Sorry, my bad, I thought you meant…well only meant the glasses that had (cut off)” “That’s the second time you missed my intention, Jane. There will not be a third or that tag with my name on it stays where it is, understood?” “Yes, Skyler. I understand.” I took off my glasses and laid them on the table next to the empties. Once again I was reduced to fuzzy vision which only added to my fear. I did not like this but parts of me did, I felt a surge in my nipples, a slight quickening of breath and yes, some fluid in my kitty. “Come closer and spread you legs, lets see what we will be playing with this afternoon.” I stepped forward and spread my legs wider than my shoulders. I didn’t want to open myself that wide but I also didn’t want to miss her intentions either so I went with the over kill method. Her hand went straight to my pussy and landed flat across the top of it. She spread my labia open with her fingers then rubbed a finger into the exposed opening sampling the warmth and moisture that she knew was all hers. As one of her fingers poked into to me I yelped followed by a quiver. “Oooo, found something good in here did I? It’s certainly wet and warm enough. You have a very sensitive pussy, I like that in a girl. Cross your arms behind your back and spread your legs a little wider.” I took a wider stance and clasped my hands over the wrist behind me as instructed. There I was naked as the day I was born, offering myself to a girl I really didn’t know. Willingly allowing her to explore any part of me she wanted at any time in the most familiar way she wanted. I started to feel excited submitting myself to her demands. She continued to probe my vaginal opening and stroked her hand flat up and down over my pussy. It did feel good and the fear factor did add an element of excitement because I hadn’t forgot that the plug was still in her other hand. “It’s time to try you out for size, Jane. Turn around, spread your legs, bend at the waist and use your own hands to hold your cheeks apart.” No loss on intention here, I knew she didn’t mean the cheeks on my face. I did as instructed. When I turned and bent over at the waist I did so keeping my legs locked straight and made sure I bent over as far as I could keeping my back straight. I spread my legs as far apart as I had when I was facing her, the vulnerable feeling was incredible. I was getting turned on taking her orders and knowing I could not resist. I was scared but at the same time filled with antipisapation of the events to come. I place both hands on there respective cheek and exposed my self for inspection and toying at her leisure. I was Skylers to play with. I felt her hand in the small of my back with her thumb near my anus messaging around it. “it’s time, Jane. Just relax and let me push the plug into you.” I felt the tip of the plug come to rest on my button as she gently started to apply pressure. This was gentler than I thought she was going to be. She got just the tip in breaking my knot and I gave an “Oh!”. ” Just relax, Let it in.” as she pushed deeper. I could feel the taper grow as she penetrated further. It was difficult and unwanted, I clamped down and forced it back out. “Stop resisting, Jane. It’s going in whether you want it to or not.” “I’m trying to relax, Skyler.” I shot back. She continued to invade my body with her implement. “We’ll do it the hard way then.” She slapped my exposed pussy several times with sharp quick strikes that sent pain through my helpless muff. Each blow caused my pussy and anus to clinch then release. She timed her pressure with the release correctly and drove the rest of the plug into me in one smooth action. I felt my anus close around it and clamp down on the detent. So much for gentle. It was painful but also gave me a feeling of fullness I have never experienced or even thought about. Once My body had finished betraying me and had seated the plug inside me she gave it a few quick tugs to make sure I couldn’t expel it easily. I didn’t really like this but I didn’t hate it either, It was just a new sensation. “Theeerrree we go, not so bad really? How does that feel, Jane?” “Ummm…really…not so good but ok.” “Kind of a mix of reactions there, Jane. And it took a lot of effort on my part to get it inside your body. Don’t you think you should at least ‘thank me’?” Ok, Skyler was a dominate and I was the slave, literally. I want Leah, I can do this. “Thank you, Skyler.” “Thank you? For what, Jane?” “Thank you for … Escort Ümraniye the plug in my butt.” “Your what?” No hesitation, protest or questions, “Thank you for the plug in my ass, Skyler.” “Your welcome, Jane. Happy to please your tight little ass. Go ahead and stand straight up with your legs together. that will pull the plug deeper into you, maybe that well feel better.” She was right on all counts, legs together and straight backed I could feel the plug reach into me fully as my cheeks pressed it up into me. It did feel better. “Mmmm, I can tell your feeling it deeper and deeper. The look on your face tells me you’re starting to like that little control device in your ass. I love it when I can make a girls body and desire break down her own resistance and work against her to get what I want from her. Delicious.” There was that uncomfortable sound in her voice again that had the ability to make me shake. She walked around in front of me and wiped between my legs with her hand. She brought it up to show me the slick glistening wetness she pulled off my kitty but I couldn’t see it. When she realized this she smeared it over my lips and told me to lick her hand clean. I did as she demanded and tried to take her hand in mine so I could clean better. “No hands!” My hands instinctively went behind my back and locked together again as they had before. I even spread my legs as wide as my shoulders at the same time. Was I a submissive as well as a lesbian? My quick reactions to her command didn’t go unnoticed: “Very good, Jane. You are making quite a comeback from a poor start. That’s it, good and clean, between the fingers, get it all ,Jane. After all it is yours.” I worked my face around her hand to get all that I could and I heard her chuckle as I did. I was starting to give myself over to this role of slave. I started to wonder if I would me calling her “Mistress Skyler” in an hour or two. Would it even be that long. I finished cleaning her hand and she placed them on my very firm nipples. She started gently caressing them then would give them sharp pinches just when I was starting to enjoy her. She leaned in and replaced her right hand with her mouth. She sucked as much of my breast into her mouth as she could get and started to tease my nipple with her tongue. When she started to get me feeling good about her mouth attacking my poor breast she would drop her teeth down on the nipple with a painful bite bringing me back to a harsh reality. Dammit, this was going to be a long afternoon. She released my breast from the confine of her mouths suction torture chamber. It was time for some instruction and training. “When you present yourself to me it will always be like this, feet shoulder wide and hands behind you either fingers locked behind your head or clasped behind you back, understand?” “Yes, Skyler.” “Good. Now go to the table where I got the butt-plug that’s inside you now and you’ll find in the drawer a leash, bring it to me.” When I got to the table I put my glasses on so I could find what she wanted, wished I hadn’t. I opened the drawer and was shocked at what I found; an assortment of nipple clamps, ball gags, spurs, restraints and things I didn’t recognize or want to know about. It bothered me that she felt comfortable leaving this stuff in a drawer, it bothered me more that I knew what some of it was for. I found the leash, took my glasses off again and walked back to Skyler. I handed her the leash. She slapped it out of my hand to the floor. I was shocked at her actions and felt a chill of fear, Had I not done what she asked? “When you offer me something you do so by placing it across both hands and extending them in front of you, dropping to both knees and lowering you head as you do so. You stay there in that position until I take it from you and tell you to rise. Understand?” “Yes Skyler.” I was scared and dropped to the floor groping around to find the leash. This made me once again very aware of the intruder inside my rectum as my motions caused it to bump around inside me with my actions. When I did find the leash I gathered it across both hands and stayed on my knees, bowing my head down I raised the leash in my hands up to her. This was uncomfortable and erotic all at the same time. On my knees bent at the waist gave the plug a reason to remind me of it’s presents inside me. She took the leash and commanded; “Now, go and get the empty glasses of water, bring them to me here.” “Yes, Skyler.” I wasn’t going to fail again. When I returned to her with the glasses I dropped to my knees, bowed my head down and raised them to her…waiting. “Stand slave, and spread your legs wider than normal.” I did as instructed and watched as she reached between my legs and clipped the leash to the finger ring on the butt-plug. “I have a rule; ‘no slaves permitted outside my room unless leashed’. I’m thirsty and you drank all the water, we will go and get some more now.” With me carrying the glasses she turned to the door of her room and gave a tug at the leash. I gasped out loud as the plug in my ass impolitely pointed suddenly the way Skyler want to go with me. The chain of the leash dug deep into my swollen puss lips as Skyler draped it over her shoulder and kept a light constant pressure on it to make sure I followed obediently. With that probe deep in my rectum there was no way I could resist, this was humiliating…and stimulating at the same time. No one had ever exerted physical control over my body before, let alone used my own body against itself. The plug captured in me was held in place by it’s size and my own ass not wanting to let it go when pressure was used. If Skyler tugged, my anal knot would automatically grab the plug tighter. I could do nothing to stop this response, I was in a sense truly a slave and my own body was betraying me, being used against me. Lead by a chain being held by a beautiful fully clothed blond as she paraded me naked through her house this way was degrading …and my slit was dripping. We walked through a sunlit living room en route to the kitchen and I knew the window curtains were open, Skyler was exposing me to any street traffic that happened be looking this way. We finally made our way to the kitchen and I though I was safe, but she stopped me at the entrance to the kitchen from the living room and my naked backside was still there for any passer-by to see. To be honest Skyler had a large front yard with trees, bushes and the living room windows weren’t that large but if you were walking by and knew where to look, there I was. She passed the leash through my legs and up my back so it could drape over my shoulder letting the handle fall below my breast in front.
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