constantly staying in motion.
At the top of the stairs, there was a flash of movement, and she felt something tight and soft slip over her arms, binding them to her torso. She looked down. Was that...rope? She squirmed, thinking it was some joke, but the ropes only got tighter and tighter. She couldn’t move her arms at all.
“What...what’s this?” Her voice had just an edge of panic.
“Hey babes,” came Amy’s voice. The delectable blond slid her face forward, resting it on Catalina’s shoulder. “I’m like, so glad you decided to come over.”
“Wha...what is this?” Catalina straightened up, trying to power out. “If this is a joke, I am not laughing. Seriously. I do not like this.”
Except...some part of her did. The ropes felt...good. They felt like they were sliding over more than just her skin. Her brain, maybe. Hot little warm thoughts slid over her skin and into her mind.
“This isn’t a joke at all, babes,” Amy chirped. “We’re going to enslave you!”
The achingly hot blonde giggled, pushing Catalina into the living room. There was a thick, puffy, comfy looking blue couch and a dense brown rug underneath a tall lamp with three bulbs. Nothing else, not even a television. Like the only entertainment the two needed was blissfully humping every single day away.
David walked in front of her, going slow, taking his time, examining her. Not a care in the world.
Amy hmmed a bit. “Or, I guess, Master is going to enslave you, really. Isn’t that great?”
In front of Catalina, David smiled, reaching forward and stroking the beauty’s chin.
“Yeah Catalina. Isn’t that great?”
It... was sort of great. Wasn’t it? To...to enslave her?
No! She had to resist, whatever it was that was happening.
“I’ll be right back. I have some more ropes. Amy, warm her up, will you?”
“Yes, Master.”
As soon as David passed from view, Catalina recognized her one chance. She had to try to get someone to hear her.
“Help!” Catalina screamed. “Help me please! Someone!”
Amy giggled, kneeling down next to Catalina and putting her own hands behind her back. For the first time, Catalina got a good look at her old friend. She was dressed in an outlandishly sexy outfit—entirely decorated in bright red lingerie. Red stockings decorated her legs, and a red lace corset wrapped around her beautiful torso, putting her huge, hot round breasts on perfect display. A silver collar adorned her neck, reading “HIS” in bright platinum lettering. The collar had a little metal loop at the front end of it. Her red six-inch heels had silly fluff sprouting out from them.
“Help! Help!” Amy cried at the top of her lungs.
Her face took on such a frightened look that for a moment, Catalina thought she had somehow broken David’s control.
Then the blond bent over laughing, standing back up in her precariously high heels. A deep pit of fear formed in Catalina’s stomach.
“No one’s coming, babes.” Amy stroked a finger under Catalina’s chin, kissing her bottom lip. “No one can hear you. You may as well let the idea sink in.”
Catalina was aghast. She had no idea what was happening with Amy, but clearly, she was under the influence of drugs or something. Catalina started breathing hard, her big tits heaving in her tiny dress, but strangely, her panic was beginning to subside. She was getting the distinct feeling that, not only was everything going to be okay, but that it already was okay. She should just...let that idea sink in. Yes...
N-nooo...
“You’re crazy.” Catalina shook her head. “That’s it. You’ve gone totally bonkers.”
“Mmmhmmm!” Amy nodded happily, kissing Catalina’s chin and neck softly. “Bonkers for my Master. I’m nuts about him. And you will be too, really soon. You’re going to be his just as much as I am.”
Amy licked her lips and slid her nimble fingers under Catalina’s dress, pressing into her moistened cunt. They slid inside