Bob's Ranch

Fiction Written by: Bill One

This story contains sexual themes.
It is partly an enforced chastity story, and partly a BDSM story.
While the first part of the story contains underage girls,
But there is no sex with underage girls.

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Prolog

Mary and Nancy were cousins, and each summer their parents would send them to spend the summer with their uncle Bob. Bob's ranch was about twenty miles from town, out in the wilds of Wyoming. Their parents assumed that they would be much better off on the ranch than exposed to the crime and drugs of the big city. They didn't actually live in that big a city, but their mothers were both single parents and thought the ranches they grew up on were much healthier places than the city. And besides, this gave them summers to themselves to have a life without the worries of child rearing.

Bob was really the girl's uncle in law, and not a blood relative, but his ex-wife had taken a strong interest in her nieces, and started the practice of having them spend the summer. He felt he had an obligation to continue the tradition after her death.

The remote and isolated nature of the place generally bored both girls to tears. The ranch did have a television set, but Bob thought that it was a bad influence and only allowed them an hour a day watching it. There was no phone service, so even the most common occupation of a young teen was denied them.

The chores that they had were not very difficult, and could be completed in just an hour or two. However he got them up every day at seven A.M. to get them done. Since he had retired, he's decided not to keep the ranch active, and had gotten rid of the farm animals, which denied them the riding which had kept total boredom away in past years.

Needless to say, they hated being there. They hated him, and they hated the ranch. A summer of this was more than either one of them wanted to suffer.


Year One

The only break in the routine was the visit each Saturday from Ms. Hanks. You could see cars coming a good half hour before they arrived at the ranch, and when Bob would See Ms. Hanks' car he would tell the girls to behave themselves and head out to the guest house. The girls noticed that he always left with an envelope that he dropped into the guest house mailbox. He would then go in to wait for Ms. Hanks. She would drive up, get the letter, and go in also. About an hour later she'd drive off, and a short while later Bob would return. He refused to answer questions about the visits, and Ms. Hanks never stopped in to visit. They also discovered that the guest house was always locked except during the weekly visits.

Naturally, since this was the only thing of interest in the entire week, the girls showed great curiousity. During their free time they established that they could get from the house to the mailbox without being seen from any of the guest house windows. They plotted to see what was in the letters. They even discovered that they could see up into the guest house undetected through a crack in the floor above the crawlspace. They guessed that he was having an affair with Ms. Hanks, and thought the idea very humorous.

The next week they resolved to find out what was going on. They snuck into the crawlway as soon as their uncle had gone in. They were very surprised to see that their uncle took off his clothes, put some sort of gag into his mouth, and handcuffed himself to the rafters. The girls had read about bondage, but had never encountered anything of a preverse nature in real lift. They were of an age where they thought the idea of old people having sex at all was disgusting, much less non-standard sex.

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As they watched, Ms. Hanks came into the room reading the letter he had placed in the mail box. She locked the door from the inside, and smiled.inside of the door, and smiled. She ignored Bob while she drank the wine he had set out for her. She took off her shoes, and and sat down on the recliner, and propped her feet up.

"Is my little victim having fun?" Of course there was no way he could speak with the gag in his mouth, but he nodded his head yes in a sheepish sort of way.

She looked through the letter carefully, grinning at the parts of it she clearly liked. "I'm going to have a lot of fun today..."

The letter was clearly a checklist of what he wanted done to him. While is was rather mild as such things go, it was a surprise to them, and they watched with great curiousity. At no time was their uncle allowed to remove the gag, and they both thought it was nice to see someone putting a stop to the sort of non-stop lectures he was prone to. The girls were pushing each other out of the way to look through the crack so that they could see someone appear to give him his comeupance.

They were enjoying the scene so well that the time passed quickly. Almost as soon as it started Ms. Hanks was putting the various implements away, and rechecking his list to see that she'd covered everything.

"Oh?", she asked somewhat jokingly, "you don't want me to put the cage on before I leave?" "You haven't wanted it on since the girls arrived." She was clearly thinking out loud. "I guess that you know how bad it would be with their presence always reminding you of what you can't have." The conversation didn't really make sense the girls, but it was clear that their uncle agreed with the guess that had been made.

She went over to the refridgerator, and rummaged around in the icebox. She came out with an ice cube that had a string on it. She tied the string to the handcuffs, and let herself out. It was clear that the ice cube held a key, and that he would be able to let himself free as soon as it melted. They hurried back to the house so that they could get cleaned up before he got back.

About half an hour later he came back to the house as if nothing had happened. As it was nearing the bedtime he imposed, he was glad that they wandered off to bed on their own.

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"Wow, is he a sicko or what?" Nancy asked. "Yah, just what we need, an asshole and a perv also." was the rather disgusted reply."

"Mary, stop and think a minute... we can use this to make life here much, much, better..." The excitement was brimming over in Nancy. If nothing else, it was something new to think about in an existence that was otherwise devoid of interest. She continued... "If we sneak in at the end, before he frees himself, we can take pictures and use them to blackmail him into letting us watch T.V., sleep in, and anything else we want."

So the two of them hatched a plan to rush in after Ms. Hanks left, and before he would be able to get free. They had lots of fun thinking about how much better it would be without his restrictions.

Mary even thought to steal the next few pages of his note pad, so that they could use the old trick of rubbing the top page with pencil lead to bring out the image of what was on the page before. This gave them a copy of what he had written in his last letter to Ms. Hanks.

Nancy was best at forging his handwriting, so she got the task of writing a new letter. The new letter called for only those things that they remembered he disliked most last time. "Don't forget to ask for the cage they talked about last time." Mary reminded. "I didn't see a cage in there, but it really sounded like he won't like it, whatever it is."

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The girls were ready by the time they saw Ms. Hanks car in the distance. Their uncle went out to the guest house, dropped the envelope in the mailbox, and went in. They rushed out and substituted their letter, and went around to the crawlspace to watch the show.

He showed great surprise when Ms. Hanks deviated from his script, and put up quite a battle. But it was part of their play that he always put up a battle, so she didn't think it strange. As she punished him by following their script, the girls basked in the glow of getting even with a long time advisary. They were enjoying it so much that they hated to see it come to an end.

As she checked her list, Ms. Hanks seemed amused by the last item. "So... you are going to try the cage, even though the girls are here." He was violently nodding "no", but she ignored it as she always did. She went to a drawer, and pulled out some sort of small metal device.

She attached it to his genitals, and locked it on with a small master cabinet lock. "Well, I guess we'll see how it is going next week." With a wide grin she fastened the handcuff key, sealed in ice with the string out, to the handcuffs. She then went outside and drove off.

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"Isn't she going to take that off him?" "I guess not, but lets go, we have to hurry before he can get himself loose." The girls hurried out of hiding, and rushed around to the door and let themselves in.

He looked shocked to see them, and embarrassed to not be able to cover himself or avoid being seen. Nancy quickly rushed over and grabbed the ice cube that contained the key. The look of panic on his face was complete.

The girls were prepared, and started taking photo's with their Polaroid instant cameras. They took new shots for any shots that turned out badly, and took the collection back into the house to hide them where he would be unable to find them or take them away.

Now that they thought that their plan was secure, they relaxed. They went back out and confronted him. "From now on things will be different. We can show those pictures to Mom, and she'll know what kind of wierd-o you really are. She'll really be pissed. You have to go along with us or we'll get you tossed in jail as a pervert." Nancy's tone of triumph was complete.

Mary interrupted her with their conditions. "We get to watch TV as much as we want, we get to sleep in as much as we want, and we get to wear what we want, whether or not you think it is 'appropriate' or not. Oh, yea, and you have to do all our normal chores."

An adult probably would have made more, and quite different demands, but young teens have a much more limited view of the world. Panic, and anger, and (to some degree) relief were all overwhelming him. He was more than angry at both of them, but the truth of the current situation was as they said, and things could have been much worse.

"Do you agree to this?" asked Nancy carefully as she removed his gag. "You two have a hell of a lot of nerve pulling this!" he shouted, in the hope that he could bluff them out of it. "Get me down this instant!"

Mary was scared, and almost gave into the habit of obeying the parent like authority he showed. Nancy had a cooler head. She put the gag back in, and said "You need time to think about this, before you cause us to do worse." She really couldn't think of anything to carry out her threat, but she figured she could bluff as well as he could. "Come on Mary, let's go watch some TV!" They went back to the house and settled in on the couch before the TV set. Mary was visibly worried. "What if he won't cooperate? He is going to beat the crap out of us." Nancy was firm in her answer "If he does we expose him as a pervert... as soon as he calms down he'll have to agree. In an hour or so you'll see."

They settled into the new freedom of watching what they wanted on TV, instead of turning in as they would normally do at this hour. But, as is often the case with youth up late, particulary after an exciting day, they soon fell asleep.

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"Nancy!!" "Wake up!" Mary's voice was near panic. "It is morning already and we didn't let him loose!" A Nancy awakened, she realized with rising worry that Mary was right. "Nancy, he's going to kill us for what we did!" Nancy thought quickly, and decided that she needed to continue the bluff she started last night. If he were to get the upper hand they'd be in real trouble. But Nancy knew that a little bit longer one way or the other wouldn't make much difference since it was already noon.

Nancy insisted that they wash and look presentable before they went out to face their uncle. "If we look like we're worried and near panic he will know he can win. And if he wins, we lose big time." So they tried to look their calmest and went out to face him.

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The uncle's night was far less pleasant then theirs. It had only taken him a short while to calm down enough to realize that their threat was serious enough that he should cooperate. While the results of their showing the pictures were far less serious than the girls thought, they were never the less serious enough that he thought he had better go along with them. He fully expected them to return in a few minutes to talk to him after he had settled down. But after a few hours in dawned on him that might leave him all night.

Before their entrance, he had been furious with Ms. Hanks for what he perceived as her violating the script he laid out. But he soon realized that she must have been following a script the girls wrote. From the specificity of their script he began to worry that they were much more knowledgeable then he ever suspected. He also worried that keeping him stewing all night showed that they were willing to be much harsher and more serious than he gave them credit for. He began to really worry.

By noon he had been up 31 hours... with 16 hours of it standing in one place, with his arms held above his head in increasing discomfort. It had been 19 hours since he'd had anything to drink, and his lips were already chapped, and his mouth more than dry. The gag, which he'd never worn for more than an hour before, was causing his jaws agony. By 8am he had soiled himself, and became convinced that the girls were willing to play more seriously than any adult he'd ever dealt with. His worry became panic internally, but he tried not to let it show.

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The girls, of course, were unaware of this. Having no involvement in the world of bondage and discipline, they couldn't imagine the levels of torment they were inflicting on him by just leaving him alone as he was. The didn't know of the wearing effect of sleep deprivation, nor of the discomfort of limbs held in one position, nor even of the problems that a gag can produce in a short while. They didn't know any of the safety aspects of what was happening, nor could they realize just how extremely close to the edge they were playing.

"Oww.. Gross!" Mary's response was instant when she realized that he had soiled himself. He had managed to swing partly to one side so he wasn't standing in it, but there was no way he could have kept himself clean when he let go. "Ready to cooperate now?" Nancy's voice sounded firm as she removed the gag, although she didn't know what she'd do if he said no. She could see he was in a lot of pain, and was very worried she'd bitten off more than she could chew. She had a momentary vision of going to jail for something like assault. "Or should I come back tonight and check on you again?"

"I'll cooperate. I agree to your terms. Please let me down." He couldn't hear her hidden fears, and could only react to the firm threat that he heard. He knew that if she did go away until evening, he would have no self respect left, and would do anything to stop the current torment.

"Say pretty please!" Mary said tentitively. Nancy's tone had fooled her also, and she wanted to play the game.

His heart sank, it sounded like their mood was not as easy going as it had been the night before. He decided that resistance would only make it worse for him. "Pretty please, with sugar on it, please let me down."

Both girls were gleefull when they heard his words and tone. They knew that they might really get away with this. They were in control. But neither of them knew what complete control they had, nor what they were really going to do with it.

He collapsed when they let him down, startling them. They looked at each other in a "what now?" sort of manner. Nancy recovered first. "Clean up this shit, and take a bath!" she said in her best "lady of the manor" voice. "Yah... and then come in and fix us lunch." Mary added in joyous after thought. "Yes, your highnesses." He realized that he had no idea what they wanted to be called. But he hoped that his effort would be acceptable. "Your highnesses?" Nancy echoed, "I like that." He got up to attend to the mess, and they went back into the house glowing with new found joy of authority.

He carefully cleaned up the mess, both because it was offensive, and because he didn't know how picky they were going to be. He then carefully scrubbed himself off in the shower. He was exhausted, but he knew he should get in and fix lunch so he wouldn't anger them. He wondered a moment whether or not he should get dressed, but decided he didn't dare waste the time. He walked over to the kitchen, and started to prepare lunch.

"Gross! Nancy, he's in here NAKED!" Mary was obviously shocked. He knew he'd made a mistake. "I'm sorry, your highnesses. I'll go get dressed. I didn't know what you wanted. Please don't punish me." They both found a lot of humor in their mean old uncle showing such a submissive attitude. Nancy responded first "Look, Pervert, we don't want to see your ugly old wrinkly body. Get dressed!" He ran out to the guest house and dressed as soon as he could.

While he was gone Mary and Nancy discussed what they were going to do with him now. They decided that he should do all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, and chores. They decided that they were now free of any of his old restrictions. But they didn't really know what to do with him otherwise. What did one really do with a slave? They had no experience with this, and were not really old enough to have read stories of others who had. They had never seen the literature of Bondage and Discipline, nor could they really imagine it. Mary had the first real suggestion that they could think of "He has to bow down and kiss both of our feet every time he calls us 'Your highnesses'." They both thought that was appropriate for his new station in life. Nancy was also thinking "And he has to call us 'Your highnesses' every single time he answers us!" Mary was getting into the spirit of it, "And he can't talk unless he is answering us." Nancy thought a moment before replying "No, he might have to tell us something. But we can make him ask for permission to speak!" Mary responded "Yah! If he wants to speak he as to say 'Please may I speak, your highnesses?'" When he came back they told him all of this, and made him agree to it.

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After the overnight torment he was fairly cooperative, but became less and less servile as the week dragged on. And as the week dragged on, they found more and more things for him to do. His week became a series of additions to his tasks. "Do laundry every day." "Iron all our clothes every laundry." "Sweep every room in the house every day" "Have a hot breakfast ready for us when you hear us getting up." and so on. Nothing very serious, but all taking time. He was quite relieved that they were as young as they were, because he was sure older women would be able to make his life much more unpleasant.

A week later Nancy came into Mary's room. "Shit! I forgot, this is the day Ms. Hanks comes by. We need to make everything look normal." They marched him out to the guest house, and started to set him up the way Ms. Hanks would expect him. Mary wrote a new note, and Nancy had him strip down and secured his hands over the rafter with the handcuffs. When he was secured, and before she was about to gag him she noticed the steel device Ms. Hanks had installed the week before. "What is that?" "It is a chastity device." "What does it do?" "Well..." he felt quite Embarrassed to be discussing this with his niece, but he muddled thorough "It keeps me from playing with myself." Mary called out "Hey, sicko, you aren't supposed to play with yourself anyway." Nancy agreed. "Why don't you just take it off?" "Ms. Hanks has the only key." "You mean you can't play with yourself until she unlocks you?" "Yes." Their talk was interrupted when the girls noticed the time. Nancy gagged him, and Mary dropped her finished note into the mailbox. They retreated to the crawl space where they could watch.

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Ms. Hanks looked sad when she came in, in contrast to the fun she looked like she was having the prior week. She didn't even read the note she'd picked up from the mailbox. "I've got some bad news for you, Bob. My daughter has asked me to go live with her in North Carolina to help her raise her children. I've decided to go." They both looked very sad. "I'll miss you." Since he was gagged, he couldn't respond to her comment. "If you want, I'll do a serious hard core session as my going away gift, instead of what you've asked for. If you want that, just nod yes." He thought about it a long time, and nodded yes. She then proceeded to torment him without mercy. The girls were both shocked and intrigued. They hadn't known that so much pain could be inflicted without actually killing someone or hurting them permanently.

Ms. Hanks went to a drawer, and withdrew the cattle prod that used to be used when the ranch was active. He tried to make a an escape, but of course he couldn't. Ms. Hanks asked "I've always been curious... did you really have an affair with Mrs Jones?" He looked back but didn't nod yes or no. Ms. Hanks then prodded him repeatedly until he finally nodded yes. "I thought so.". I've got a few more questions for you. There were apparently a number of things that she wanted to know, and she was willing to torture him for each one. After a few questions he gave up trying to resist, and just nodded the answers.

The girls both found this entrancing. As they thought about it they both started to get ideas. Torture for information was an idea that had some appeal.

The session went twice as long as usual, but eventually drew to a close. Ms. Hanks was soon cleaning up to go. She turned to their uncle, while holding up a key. "I suspect you don't want to go the rest of your life without relief, so I'll leave you the keys. I'll bet by now you are already desperate enough to do anything for release, especially with the girls here reminding you of what you can't have." There was humor in her voice, but still some sadness. "Consider them my "going away" gift. She set the keys on the table, and did her usual routine with a handcuff key from the freezer. She kissed him tenderly on the forehead, said "It's been fun." and walked out and drove away.

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The girls were stunned for a minute, but then ran out before he would be able to get free. They removed the handcuff key from his reach, and plopped down on the couch. Nancy started "What ever are we going to do with you?" He just looked at them, with mounting panic. First they got the cattle prod, and made sure that they were able to make him jump just as Ms. Hanks had done. "Ms. Hanks has given us lots of ideas." Mary removed the gag. "We are going to want answers you can't just give with a nod." Nancy smiled widely. Mary grinned also. Bob was scared. They started asking their questions. They wanted the details of every family scandal that they knew about. All those stories that were in circulation in the family, but that nobody shared with them. All those "We'll tell you when you are older" stories. At first he resisted, but soon he just answered every question rather than get any more pain.

The questioning continued until about one A.M.. Eventually they ran out of questions. Mary smiled tiredly at Nancy. "I'm tired. Let's go to bed now." They released him, and he went straight over towards the key Ms. Hanks had left on the table. Both of them had forgotten about it, but remembered it now that he made a grab for the key. "Stop!" He stopped, and Nancy retrieved the key. Mary fussed, "What are we going to do? I'm tired and want to go to bed." Nancy thought a while and said... "If we tie him up he'll make a mess again." Mary found the solution. "Let's just handcuff him in the barn, and worry about it in the morning." He was grateful that this time he was secured in a manner were he could get some sleep.

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He was still asleep when they came out the next day. Mary was in a bad mood, because she'd gotten used to a hot breakfast, and there wasn't one today. After last night, the cattle prod was her new toy, and she awakened him with it. They were both frowning when he was awake enough to notice. Nancy started, "Last night you tried to get this key without asking." It was a simple statement, and he nodded yes. Mary prodded him again. "Yes, your highnesses." He thought she had prodded him for not using the correct form of address, when she had done so because she thought he should be punished for the answer. But his response pleased her and she let it go.

Nancy continued, "Tell me about this key and the cage." He explained that the cage kept him from playing with himself unless the person with the key allowed him to. In response to their questions he filled in their understanding. "No, the cage doesn't normally hurt." "Then why were you desperate to get out?" "So that I can get some sexual release." "Why?" Since they were both too young to have any sexual experience, it seemed impossible to find the words to explain why guys needed sexual release. But since Mary prodded him every time he stopped he kept at it. They also knew that there was something here they didn't understand, and tried other sorts of questions. "Why did Ms. Hanks think our being here made wearing it worse?" Mary asked. He tried to explain that any time a guy saw a pretty girl the cage hurt, and his level of desperation increased. "You mean every time we wear the clothes you don't like it makes things worse for you?" "Yes, your highnesses."

The girls never did get a real understanding of the situation, but they did come to understand that keeping him in was some kind of torture, and that they could torture him by just keeping him in. And they could stop the torture by letting him out. What they couldn't decide was how serious a torture it was. It was clear it was not much to begin with, and it was clear it grew over time. But what did it compare to? "If you had a choice of getting out in exchange for a hit with the prod would you take it?" "Yes, your highnesses." "10 hits?" "I'd still take it." "A night of torture like last night?" "Not at the moment, but in another week or so I would, your highnesses." This clearly surprised them, since they couldn't imagine anything worse than last night's night of torture.

"Last week he got less cooperative as the week went on," Nancy noted, "I wonder if this can be used to fix that?" Mary said that she thought so. They went off out of his earshot, and discussed it. "I don't think it can really be that bad." was Mary's first comment. "I think we should test it." They discussed the details of how this would be done. When they had a plan they liked, they came back.

"Would you like to get out now?" "Yes, your highnesses." "Well, we'll consider letting you out NEXT week, on some conditions." "What conditions are those?" Mary said "You forgot to say 'Your highnesses'" as she prodded him. "What conditions are those, your highnesses?" "You don't slack off at all next week, for one. If you slack off we won't let you out. And you have to pass some tests." "What sort of tests, your highnesses?" "We'll think of tortures, and tell them to you. You either accept them, or forfeit getting out this week." He knew that this meant that in addition to being their slave, they'd be flat out torturing him this week. "And if I don't agree to this, your highnesses?" "Then we don't ever let you out." "I agree, your highnesses."

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The next week the girls were discussing how the week went. "Wow, that must really be bad if he is willing to take what we've been giving him all week." "But if it is that bad, why doesn't he look like he's always in pain?" "I don't know... But after he chose to sit on the ant hill naked instead of give up a chance to get out I was convinced." "I guess that we'll have to let him out." Mary was opposed to letting him out, because he was such a nice slave when getting out depended on it. Nancy argued on the other hand that if they didn't let him out when they said, he'd stop trying to earn the reward. In the end they both worried that if they let him out, they'd never get him back in. In the end they formed a plan to let him get release. That night they chained him by the neck to a post in the barn, and handcuffed his hands behind him and the pole. They then went in the house and got the key, brought it out and unlocked the cage. They took the key back into the house. Next they unlocked his hands, and went back into the house. On the way back they called out telling him that he was free to "play with himself" all he wanted, but he'd better have the cage back on and locked when they got back the next morning. They pointed out that he wasn't getting food or water until he was locked back up.

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Next morning they came back out and found that he was dutifully locked back up. That week they found that he performed his job as slave perfectly. They had run out of good torture ideas, so they didn't try any more testing. However, they did parade around him is skimpier and skimpier costumes just to make him feel more "desperate". Every so often he would try to ask them when the next time he would be allowed out would be. Each time they just stated "When we feel like it.". After a while they said that if he asked again he was spending the rest of the summer in. This put an end to his asking, but not to their attempts to reach a decision. In truth, they had no idea of what should determine his release, and very much enjoyed his current state. But they both knew that if he thought that there was no hope of release he'd stop being so cooperative.

"How long does it take for you to take care of it if we let you out of the cage?" Mary asked with obvious curiousity. He was worried that if they thought it might take too long they wouldn't let him out. "Five minutes at the very most, your highnesses." This was news to them. They had assume that something so important and serious must take at least twenty minutes or half an hour. "Including the time to remove and reinstall the cage, how long would it take?" "Maybe fifteen minutes total, your highnesses." They went off and discussed this with each other. "We want to make sure that you put it back on, and securing you takes some time also. We shouldn't have to waste our time on a slave." He didn't know where they were headed with this. "But we've decided to be generous... We'll give you three days to come up with a scheme that keeps you secured so you have to put it back on, and lets you finish in no more than 15 minutes. If we approve it, you get release." Nancy's news was music to his ears. Mary added "AND we shouldn't have to take too much time either." He figured that he could come up with a plan, and he'd finally get some release.

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It took him one more day of building before he could implement the plan they agreed to. Since he was highly motivated, he had come up with a very simple plan. He set up a chain in his room securely fastened to the wall. He'd lock the chain around his neck and tell them he was ready. One of them would look to see it was true, and throw him the key. He'd unlock the key, and throw it back. In fifteen minutes one of them would look to see he was locked up again, and if he was they would throw him the key to the chain around his neck.

They got ready to give it a try. He went into his room, and they soon his "Ready, your highnesses!". They called back "We'll be in with the key eventually!" He knew enough not to complain. About an hour latter Mary threw him the key. "Remember, if you are not ready in fifteen minutes, you will be standing there all night and spend the rest of the summer locked up." They waited only ten minutes, and then surprised him, claiming time was up. Of course he didn't have any watch or clock, so he didn't know how much time had elapsed. Fortunately he was back in by then, since he was so worried about the penalty for being slow.

They gave him the key to the neck chain, and went back out to the living room to discuss what had happened. "First I think we should make the time 10 minutes, since he's shown he can do it." Mary agreed with the statement. "Do you believe this? Even if we let him out every week, we get a completely obedient slave for only 30 seconds work a week!" Nancy was quite impressed herself. "It does take him 10 minutes..." They both had a good laugh about it. "Boy, our mothers have been warning us all our lives about how hard it is to get men to cooperate, and how much they always want, and she has no idea little it really takes."

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In the end, they settled into letting him out twice a week in exchange for total and complete slavery for the times between release. This worked out so well that there were only two times the entire rest of the summer when they felt he didn't merit a release. Both times they also punished him severely, by letting Mary spend the evening practicing on him with her cattle prod. The second time Mary went late into the night because she was enjoying it so much. They quite enjoyed the entire rest of the summer.

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The end of summer finally came, and they realized that their mothers would soon be driving in to pick them up and take them home. They made it quite clear to him that any bad report from him and the pictures would be shown to their mother and they'd make up extreme reports of child abuse. They made very very sure he understood that this could ruin his life.

Their mothers arrived that afternoon to pick them up. They were quite surprised to hear how wonderfully their daughters had behaved, since Bob's normal report after the summer was how much of a pain in the ass they had been.

Bob piled their belongings into the camper shell for them, and even helped them up himself. Their mothers got into the cab, and got ready to drive off. Bob walked back to the camper, and asked "Please may I speak, your highnesses?" They both answered "You may.", and giggled. "Do you have something for me, your highnesses?" They gave him hugs. "Don't you have something else, your highnesses?" They looked at him blankly. Nancy responded "Nope. And you forgot to ask permission for your second question, and you are forgetting to kiss our feet." His response was automatic as he bent down and kissed their feet "My appologies, your highnesses". He looked crestfallen, but he decided he'd better not try to pursue this. As was, he was grateful that he was out of sight of their mothers and they didn't get to see him kissing the girls feet. He stepped out from behind the truck and signaled to their mothers, and they drove off.

Later on in the trip Mary was wondering what that ending scene was all about. "He really looked like he wanted something from us." Nancy agreed, and then a look of surprise, comprehension, and humor crossed her face. "I've got it! We still have the cage key! Unless we send him the key, he won't get any release until we come back next summer!"

The girls looked at each other and laughed uncontrollably. After a while Mary said "Should we mail him the key?" Nancy said "No, if he was that cooperative after a few weeks, then by next summer he should be REALLY obedient. But we should write him and remind him." "Yea, this time he can even stock our favorite foods in advance!"

The possibilities ran thorough both their heads. Nancy concluded "And we have a year in advance to think up things to do with him." Nancy was thinking ahead, and a new idea occurred to her. "Mom, can we bring a few friends along to Uncle Bob's next year?" Her mom answered "If it is OK with your uncle, it is OK by me." Nancy grinned, "I'm sure we can talk him into it..."


Year Two

After they got back home, Nancy wrote Bob a letter telling him how it would be. She told him that they still had the keys to his chastity device, and if he weren't wearing it when they got there next year they would release the pictures, ruining his life and possibly sending him to jail. With that out of the way, she could go on to the business at hand.

She wrote "We have the keys and the control. There is no way you are going to get any release whatsoever before we visit next summer. You will only get release then if you are totally obedient then, and do what we write you before then. We will be sending you instructions on how you will change things for our next visit. Remember that it doesn't cost us anything to keep you from release, and we are perfectly willing to keep you from release for years if we decide to. I'd advise you to not only cooperate, but to make suggestions on other ways you can serve us."

They had him write a letter to Nancy's mother, telling it was all right with him if she brought a guest with her for the visit the next summer. Mary had agreed with Nancy that their friend Carol would be a perfect person to spring their slave on next summer. They didn't tell Carol what was really going on, but even so Carol thought that the idea of a summer on a ranch in Wyoming was a fun idea.

As the months went by, Bob's motivation level increased, and his suggestions got better. The girls knew they would have a fun summer, and it seemed like it was forever before summer finally got there. They knew that time was probably going even slower for Bob, and they got some humor from remembering that. Their "in joke" during the school year was for either to tell the the other "*sigh* It seems like forever before everyone gets released for summer.".

As the months went by, the girls were impressed at how much better Bob's suggestions were getting, and it was clear that his motivation level was going far beyond the levels he had shown when they had been there.

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Summer finally arrived, and Nancy's mother drove them down. Bob took their luggage inside, and Nancy used the excuse to go with him separate from the others and order him to drop his drawers to show he was still locked up. That verified, they all wished her mother well, and she drove off.

Neither of the girls had told Carol what sort of arrangement they had here, and they were looking for a good way to tell her. So for the moment they all pretended it was just what it seemed. They went into the top of the stairs where he had placed all the luggage.

Last year the girls had shared a bedroom in the back of the house, and Bob had used his bed room in the front of the house. The girls had ordered many changes since then. He had remodeled the largely unfinished upper floor into three bedrooms. Each bedroom had it's own bathroom, so that the girls never had to wait or compete for bathroom space. The second floor also had a kitchen, and a living room. The living room had one of the best entertainment centers money could buy. The girls had complained about the lack of air conditioning, so he had installed air conditioning, with separate controls for each room. Each room was part of an intercom system that could link them, or could call the intercom in his room. There were even subtle touches such as each room having it's own laundry chute so that he wouldn't mix up their laundry. The queen sized beds insured that their days of cramped single beds were at an end. In the end he'd had to sell the farthest outlying part of the ranch to finance it, but he figured that it was that or years without sexual release.

On the girls orders he'd moved out of his rather large bedroom, and into the room they used to share. They had always found that room uncomfortable, and figured that it was only fair that he now be forced to use it. Actually seeing all the changes that had been made, instead of just hearing about them, gave them a warm sense of power. His old bedroom had been remodeled into a hot tub and sauna, although that was not visible at the moment with the door closed.

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Nancy said to Carol "I'll give you first pick of the rooms, and while we are getting settled in Uncle Bob will fix us lunch." Bob had been instructed not to use "Your highnesses" until they had a chance to talk to Carol. Since the first few days menu had already been dictated, he had most of it already prepared in his kitchen. He didn't want to make any mess in their kitchen, so he had to go down to get it.

Nancy just had Carol put her luggage in the room, and whisked her along before she had a chance to check out the closet or details of the dresser drawers. They didn't want to give it all away until they were ready to let her in on it all.

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Carol was impressed. The place was everything they had said, and more. "Your uncle must really love you to want to go to that much trouble to please you." The girls laughed at Carol's comment, and Nancy responded "No... I bet he really hates us by now." Carol looked confused, but her confusion was short lived as he brought lunch up. There were three separate lunches, each being the Favorite food of one of them. Nancy had briefed him earlier on Carol's favorites. "Oh, that's my favorite!" Carol exclaimed. Nancy pointed out that they all got their favorites. "But that involved making three different lunches. That was very nice of you. Thank you." She stumbled a moment as she tried to decide what to call him. She didn't know his last name, and "uncle" didn't seem appropriate. "By what name would you like me to call you?"

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Nancy spoke out firmly "Slave!" Carol responded with a startled "Huh?". Nancy asked "Slave, isn't that right?" He responded "Yes, your highness, that is correct." and got down and kissed her feet. Carol's look of shock was complete. "WHAT is going on here?" The girls laughed at Carol's reaction. Nancy ordered "Slave, please tell Carol what your status is, and why." Bob then gave Carol the speech that the girls had written for him.

"I am their complete and utter slave. I will do anything that they tell me to do, and I will let them do anything they want to me." Nancy interrupted "Slave, this is Carol. You are now her slave also. You will do anything she says, and you will let her do anything she wants to you." Mary added "But if we disagree you have to obey us, and not her." Nancy continued "Tell us slave, why you will do what we say." The girls thought it best not to tell Carol of the pictures, so the speech they'd written for him didn't include that part. He continued, "I'm locked into a chastity belt. For the rest of my life the only release I'll ever get it when they let me, how they let me. If I cause any problems I could find myself going years without release." Nancy dismissed him "Go away until we're finished with lunch." They explained the rest to Carol themselves. Carol thought it was perverted, but had enough of that streak herself that it sounded fun. They discussed it among themselves at length as they finished their lunch.

Mary called out "SLAVE, we are finished.", and he came up and cleared off the lunch, and went down stairs to wash the plates. "Carol, are you grimy from the trip?" "Yes, it felt like we've been on the road forever." "Shall we go to the hot tub?" "There is a hot tub? Sure!" They took her down to the hot tub. Once there they found not only towels, but three complete clean pressed outfits. The girls had sent him the sizes earlier in the year, and catalogs with specific items marked. He had purchased three of everything (in the indicated sizes) to make up a complete wardrobe for each of them. Following Mary's instructions he had placed appropriate outfits and towels by the hot tub. The hot tub area even had a laundry chute for each of them, so that they'd not have to take towels and dirty clothes upstairs. Since they knew that he didn't dare break in on them, they comfortably lounged naked in the tub.

"He does all the cooking, cleaning, and laundry?" "Every bit of it!" Nancy clearly enjoyed bragging to Carol. "When he hears us get up in the morning he prepares breakfast for us, and spends every waking hour cleaning, cooking, or doing laundry, for the rest of the day." Mary expanded on it a bit "Unless, of course, we decide he needs to serve us directly or we decide to punish him." They were really hamming it up for Carol's benefit. "I think I'm going to like it here!" was Carol's sleepy response.

When they were finished in the hot tub, they towelled off and got dressed. Carol was going to hang up the towels, but followed their example and just tossed it down the laundry chute instead. After all, THEY didn't have to worry about the laundry. When they got back to their rooms their traveling clothes were already cleaned, pressed, and folded neatly at the foot of the bed. They all examined the contents of the closets, and the dressers. Carol exclaimed "Wow, complete outfits! And everything better than what I brought." Mary smuggly answered "Yep, and since we are growing it won't fit us next year and we'll have him ship this set to us and buy a whole new set next year."

By now it was getting time for dinner, which they all enjoyed. It had been a long drive, and they were tired, so they all turned in early.

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Breakfast was ready for them when they finished getting up, and he cleaned their rooms while they ate. He cleared off their plates, and went down to wash them. The three of them talked about what they wanted to do for the day. Mary and Nancy told Carol that they thought he'd earned a reward. Carol was very curious as to how he was "rewarded" and seemed fastenated by the idea that he'd been locked up nine months already. They explained the plan, which was the same as last years, except that there was now a closet off their living room for the task. He went in the closet, and in a few minutes said "I'm ready your highnesses.". Mary looked in, and handed him the key. He immediately unlocked the cage, and handed it back out to Mary. She set a timer, and when it went off she looked in to verify he was locked up. She was explaining to Carol "Ok, he's locked up. Now I just hand him the key to unlock the neck chain, and he'll get dressed." Carol looked puzzled. "You mean that's it? A few minutes is a year's reward?" "Yep, once a week, if he's good, he an earn another one. We spend 6 minutes of our time a summer giving him rewards, if he's good enough. And then he doesn't get any until next year."

Carol was impressed, and wanted to appear "cool" as if this was something she'd lived with all her life. "So he gets an hours' reward every summer? Why not just fifteen minutes?" Nancy thought out loud "Hmm... that would mean it cuts our work down to only about a minute and a half each summer." They all looked at each other, smiling. Mary was the first to speak "Then it is decided, once a month it is! And that was this months!" He was still chained in the closet, so he heard the entire conversation. His heart sunk, but he dared not protest.

The girls really did appreciate all the work Bob had done. As bad as they made it sound to show off for Carol, they really didn't want to make it bad for him. Even with the cleaning and laundry, he still had a good deal of free time, and they were making an effort to be fair to him. However showing off for Carol did mean they were being more extreme than they need to be. So that when Carol had suggested being strict they didn't have any reason not to go along. Carol, on the other hand, wasn't used to this setup and naturally wanted to test to see if what they really said was true. "He's still naked in there but chained?" "Well, he's chained by the neck, but his hands and feet are still free." "Can we chain them also?" "Sure..." At Mary's insistence the closet had been set up for completely securing him, in case she wanted to use the cattle prod as she had done last year. So they secured him, and when Carol asked what the cattle prod was Carol wanted to give it a try. For the next hour she practiced until she was tried.

"Ok, I'm done. You two were telling me the truth, we can do anything we want." Carol looked happy, but inwardly was shocked that they had let her do that. She was glad he'd been gagged under his hood, she was sure she would have been too uncomfortable if she could have seen his face or if he'd been screaming out loud. It wouldn't have been cool if she had backed down. They unhooked him, and he got dressed and went down to prepare lunch.

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The advantages of their current arrangement were obvious, and they spent significant amounts of time discussing it. They all agreed that someday uncle Bob would be gone they'd have to find someone someone else to serve that function. They could imagine someday having husbands that would take the same position.

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The rest of the visit was rather uneventful. They had their fun with him, and he did as he was told. He got his two more rewards, and they were quite happy with his performance. Carol was very impressed, and asked them no end of questions. Carol's questions were thought provoking for both girls, since they'd not considered some of the issues before. "How long can you keep spending summers here?" They supposed until he died. "After school could you live here year round?" The idea sounded amazing. "What about after we get boyfriends?" They were at the age now where that was possible, and had not thought of what it would mean. Nancy started a secret list of things that they needed to do something about. When they went back that year she fired off a letter to Bob to take care of some of them, such as leaving the ranch to them, setting up a trust fund, and adding two more rooms of slave quarters just in case. They didn't really have a plan, but it seemed good insurance.

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Except for Carol, things settled into about the same as the prior summer. Mary and Nancy both treated him somewhat as family, but Carol didn't. The girls were prone to parade through in somewhat skimpy costumes, because they knew it made his torment worse. But that was as far as they were willing to go. Carol, on the other hand, was quite willing to parade through naked for the same reason. A few times she even made him towel her off after her showers. She had long hair that required a good deal of care, which he had to take over for the summer. She would sometimes make him brush her hair for hours, and after she realized how much discomfort nudity gave him, she would make him do the full shampoo, rinse, and brush while she wore little or sometimes nothing at all.

There was nothing he could do about it, and neither Mary nor Nancy thought they could do anything about it without looking "uncool". When they mentioned the sexual teasing she was doing she just said "Chill... I'm perfectly safe, he can't do anything about it and it just motivates him more. They couldn't argue that, so she continued.

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They all agreed that it had been the best summer of their lives. Well, all except Bob, but nobody asked his opinion. He had his third and final reward the morning they were being picked up, and was resigned to the next nine months.


Year Three

Originally they had planned to slowly introduce their friends to their arrangement. However as they got older they became more and more sensitive to appearances. As all high school girls do, they wanted less and less to appear "different".

Over the year Carol went from a friend that they thought could handle their arrangement, to very close friend. They bonded as only women that share major secrets can. They had all three had their first boyfriends, and Nancy had been jilted already. This made her very unsympathetic to their talking about theirs, and her bad mood was sometimes taken out on Bob. This was one of the reasons that she went along, voting against Mary, when Carol proposed a modification that next summer.

Carol argued "Mostly he's just had to restock things this year, so he's put less work into it. I vote we put less work into it. I propose that he gets only ONE reward, at the end of the summer." It was voted and accepted. Carol was happy about he vote. "Gee, only thirty seconds a year for all of this!" Bob wasn't real happy to hear it, but nobody asked his opinion. But he redoubled his efforts so that he wouldn't lose that reward.

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Other than less reward for Bob, the visit was very much like the previous one, except that Carol now insisted that Bob had to give her her bath, instead of just towelling her down after it. She insisted that he soap her up and rinse her down repeatedly, and do a very complete job. In his locked up state this was a very intense experience for him.

When they did give him his reward at the end of the summer, he was so grateful that he cried.


Year Four

They had all turned eighteen that winter. They were all involved in romances, and not quite willing to expose their new boyfriends to their arrangement. Carol and Nancy decided that the romances were more important, and that he'd just have to wait another year. Mary also wanted to stay, but just couldn't live with making Bob wait a year. She stayed the summer, and took up her romance again that fall in college.

Since she now knew first hand about sexual frustration, she now understood what Bob must be going through. This made her very sympathetic. However, letting him have some when she remained frustrated didn't seem right either. She compromised on letting him out once a month. To keep up her image with the others she told them she'd only let him out once, as they had done last year.

Without her friends along, Mary found the time at the ranch boring. She decided that she'd not spend another summer there alone, and that if the others weren't planning to attend she'd just have to let him go an extra year. But, she was sure she could talk them into possibly going down for a quarter break.


Year Five

The next year was a very eventful year, as one expects in a year after high school.

Nancy's mother died, which she took quite hard.

Carol came "out of the closet" as gay, which strained her relationship with the others.

Mary got married. Mary never did bring herself to tell her husband about the arrangement that the girls all had each year. She was worried that he'd find it just a little too "sick".

All three of them had started college, and they had all gotten new student jobs that spring. Because of this none of them had vacation time available yet.

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Mary and Nancy were sorry about making Bob go another year without release, particularly since he'd been so good about everything. But they just didn't see a way to do it. Bob was very sad to hear the news.

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Later that fall Nancy found that her mother's house was feeling empty and lonely. She felt that Christmas was going to be particularly bad. Since she was also feeling guilty about Bob, she decided that she should spend Christmas break there. Of course, she let him have release as a New Year's present, to usher in the new year. It had been a year and four months since his last release, so it was a big present indeed.


Year Six

During the year Mary and Nancy had come to terms with Carol's announcement of the prior year. They once again came to be good friends and things returned to normal.

Mary's marriage was rocky, but she was otherwise doing well.

Nancy was renting out part of her house to other students, so it now felt less empty. She had come to terms with her mother's death, and was getting on with her life.

As summer approached, their thoughts returned to Uncle Bob. Just before spring break they they got together to have a meeting on the topic. Nancy started the meeting, "None of us have the time to waste a summer there, regardless of how nice it might be. But we have several quarter breaks available. I propose we each take a week or so scattered around the year." Mary responded, "I could some time away from my husband for a few days, I'd be happy to go down for a few days." Carol noted "That's a lot of time, week would be just fine if it didn't take so long to get there." When they heard what Carol said, it dawned on them that they spending more time on travel then they needed. Nancy was first to state the obvious, "Oh... we'll have him fly us out, and pick us up at the airport when we get there!" This was agreeable to everyone, and they decided on the turns. Mary took spring break. Carol took the week before summer quarter, and Nancy got Christmas break again.

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Mary went there spring break, and had a marvelous time. It gave her a much needed break, and some time alone without worries. She told him that it was a shame that he couldn't have a lover as dedicated to her as he was. But she couldn't imagine how she'd possibly tell a romantic interest about their arrangement, much less get them to participate as a slave.

She did grant him a release at the end of the week.

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That summer Mary's marriage broke up very bitterly. After the end of it Mary also came out of the closet as gay. "Gay, but maybe a little bi" as she put it. This had apparently played a part in the breakup, and she moved in with Alisha, a woman she'd been seeing quietly for some time. Everyone was quite surprised, but accepted it well enough.

Carol went there three months later, just before summer quarter. Without the stablizing influence of the others, she was much harder on him. She knew that her being nude caused him great discomfort in the cage, and increased his frustration level greatly. So she went nude the entire time. He still had to brush her hair for hours, and so he couldn't just not notice. Later in the week she even started making him give her a massage every afternoon. By the end of her week he often had tears of frustration. At the end of the week he was looking forward to release. She just said no. "You've already gotten two releases this year, New Years eve and from Mary. I think that's more than I would have given you. And don't go complaining to the others or slacking off, or I'll make sure they don't release you either." Since he had no idea of what went on when they weren't with him, he didn't know it was an idle threat. "Oh, and just so you know... I picked this particular time slot because there are six months between it and the next instead of just three!" She had made sure this was the most frustrated that he had been since they had started, and he know that he'd have another six months before he'd even get another chance. Watching his face as he realized this was the most fun she'd had all year. There was nothing he could do about it, so he just accepted it. It was starting that trip that Carol started demanding money from Bob each visit. She made it clear to Bob that if he told the others, she could REALLY make life hard on him.

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Over that year Carol had hooked up with the local BDSM club, and had been blossoming as a dominant. She hooked up with pretty submissive woman named Cassie, and they seemed to get along quite well. It was probably because of this that she really hadn't really spent much time actually torturing Bob in her visit. Most of her desires in that direction were being satisfied by Cassie. But it was probably the sexual frustration she felt away from Cassie that caused her to take such glee in Bobs frustration.

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Bob was very happy to see Nancy for her Christmas and New Year's holiday visit. Her demands were few, and because there was nobody else there she spent a lot of time talking to him. He got to know a good deal about her, and she started to learn about him. They even had some good discussions of the arrangement that kept him their slave. He did point out that Carol made his life hard, but didn't give details for fear that the complaint would get back to her. They had started it so long ago that it felt like it had always been there to the girls. He had been running his life around it for so long that he really didn't know what life would be like without it. He did complain about the chastity cage, and Nancy felt it necessary to remind him that they still had the pictures, so he'd better keep it on. In fact, Nancy and Mary had lost the pictures years ago, and Carol didn't even know that they existed.

Nancy granted him their now traditional New Year's eve release as a present before flying back home.


Year Seven

At the planning meeting, Mary said that for this years break she was going to bring her lover Alisha. Carol thought that if Mary could bring her lover, Carol should be able to bring Cassie also. Nancy and Mary agreed that would be only fair.

Mary got the spring break again, but this year Carol asked for Christmas. Nancy was surprised, but was willing to to settle for the start of summer slot. When they told Bob, he was quite happy to hear that his visit with Carol was so far off, and pleased to hear he would be getting other company. Since Mary and Nancy considered Bob "their" property, they sat down and decided on the restrictions that the new members had. They even wrote Bob a new speech for the new comers.

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Mary and Alisha arrived on schedule, and they introduced Alisha to the arrangement the same way that they had introduced Carol. Alisha was shocked, but very accepting. She had no desire to torment Bob, but did take pleasure in being served. "I've always thought that men should serve women. I'm surprised to find someone who has found a way to make it happen." They had a fine time, although they spent most of their time together, and made only routine use of Bob. They allowed him reward on the last day.

Nancy also had a good time that year, and was well pleased with the visit. It was nice to get away and be pampered every so often. She also allowed him a reward.

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Over the year Carol and Cassie's relationship was getting more serious, both as a romance, and as dominant and submissive partnership. One thing that Carol had learned over the past few years was what how she liked to be treated. Cassie was a submissive that fit that nicely. The longer they were together, the better slave Cassie became. However there were a number of things that Cassie wasn't into that Carol was. Mostly they resolved these by just not doing those things. Carol secretly wished Cassie was more like Bob on obedience. She decided that such an idea was worth pursuing.

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Bob was quite surprised to hear that Carol and Cassie were driving out instead of flying out. But he gave her directions and and marked a route on a map. Of course he picked the most scenic route he could within the restrictions Carol had made. He also marked the fastest route back for her return trip.

He was ready for them when they arrived, and took their luggage up to Carol's normal room. On Carol's instructions their meals had already been laid out, and he was present only the bare minimum that he was required. Carol signaled him when they had eaten, and he cleared away the dishes while they retired to Carol's room. He wasn't present for the scene that played out there.

When they entered the room Carol started to unwrap a package she'd shipped down to Bob earlier. "Cassie, do you want to do whatever I want to please me?" "Yes, Ma'am." "What about those things you have trouble bringing yourself to do?" "I'm sorry Ma'am, but it is really hard for me to do those without being 'forced'." "Cassie, I have a solution to part of the problem." She pulled a device out of the box. "Please put this on." It appeared to be a chastity belt. They had discussed the idea a few times as Carol tried to prepare Cassie for exposing her to the arrangement with Bob, so she knew of them, and the idea even sounded somewhat interesting.

Cassie was giggling as she put the belt on, since it seemed just another fun game the two of them could play. She suspected she'd have to get Carol off before she'd be allowed out, but had no idea what she'd really agreed to.

Carol took her out to the living room, and handcuffed her to the wall standing with her hands above her head. Cassie was a little worried because there wasn't a locked door between their play and Bob, but she assumed Carol knew what she was doing. It seemed like any number of the bondage games they'd played before. She waited there nude except for the chastity belt, wondering what Carol had in mind.

When Carol called out for Bob, Cassie thought she'd die of embarrassment. But she was really surprised when she ordered him to strip. Cassie could now see that he was also wearing some sort of chastity device also. Carol handcuffed him up next to Cassie, in the same manner as Cassie. She had Bob explain to Cassie what his status was, and some of the history of the arrangement to date.

Cassie was shocked to hear he often had to go a year without release, since she had a drive that made her antcy if she had to go a day without sex. The idea of a year without was hard to imagine. Carol explained to her that the same rules applied to her that applied to him. Carol pointed out that this time he hadn't had release in six months, and could only earn it by perfect service during their stay. Carol then addressed Carol's rules. "You will also give perfect service this stay. I'm not going to allow you out at all until the end of the week." Cassie protested "But I can't go that long!" The answer was brutal "What other choice do you have? You will go that long, or longer if I say. I've made him go a year before, you should think about that. But I'm not worried, by the end of the week I suspect you'll be willing to anything, including all those things you've resisted before. If not, I'll reconsider each week till you do."

She spent the rest of the day tormenting the two of them for her amusement. Then she released them, and had Bob direct Cassie to a slave quarter next to Bob's. The quarters had stood unused in the years since they had Bob build them, but they were going to get used now. "Bob, you are responsible for training her to be as good a slave as you are."

After the first few days, Cassie felt she would do anything to get out, and started to be just as motivated to please as Bob was. Carol was right, there was no longer any trouble getting her to do whatever she needed to in order to please Carol and earn release.

Carol spent the two weeks nude, because she knew that it seriously increased both the motivation and torment of her slaves. She took turns having them bathe and pamper her. She used Bob for massages, and used Cassie for oral sex. She usually made both slaves watch when she used one or the other, to increase the amount of time they were titilated.

At the end of the first week, Carol said that Cassie had not been motivated enough the first day in, so she flunked that week. Cassie was told that if her service was perfect the next week she might be let out. Cassie didn't like that, but having nothing she could do about it she did her best to serve the next week.

The night before they were to leave, Carol called Bob and Cassie together. Bob had six months of frustration honed to a fine edge. Cassie had been without for longer than at any time of her life since puberty.

Carol had Cassie satisfy her orally, intentionally holding off for much longer than usual. Cassie's frustration at having to provide sex without having any release was intense. Bob's frustration having sex happening in front of him without release was just as intense.

"Ok Cassie, you've earned a reward." Carol unlocked Cassie's belt. Cassie clearly expect to go off an make love with Carol like they used to. Carol stopped her. "No... The only way slaves get off is to play with themselves. DO IT!" After six months Bob wanted to masterbate so badly he could taste it. Watching Cassie do what he couldn't do hurt so much tears came to his eyes. After two weeks of abstenence her climax was explosive. "Wasn't that nice?" "Yes ma'am." "OK, back in the belt!" Cassie looked surprised, and unhappy, but the habit of obeying got her in. Carol snapped the lock shut and grinned. "Well, I guess you should hope you serve just as well or better next week!" Carol explained to her that from now on she would be evaluated each week, and her performance would determine release.

Finally she turned to Bob. "Well slave, I have a new rule to explain to you. I only give one release each trip, and Cassie just used that one up." Bob looked positively paniced as she continued, "I guess that you'll just have to wait a few months till the next visit." Bob actually cried. Carol crypticly added, "Better hope school doesn't keep them too busy."

Neither slave looked all that happy the next day when the women got into the car to drive off. Cassie saw how brutal Carol had been to Bob, and resolved to serve very well. She did wonder how long it would be before Bob was granted reward.


Year Eight

The school year was hectic, as they all franticly studied for their last classes before graduation. Unfortunately for Bob, this meant that nobody had any time to come visit. With the graduation rush to get jobs before everyone else did there was no time there either. It was looking like Christmas was the first time anyone would be able to visit.

Carol had been thinking ahead, and had realized that this would happen. that was why she had taken New Year's last year... She knew she would be sentencing him to at least a year in addition to the six months time he'd already had before her turn. It really made her feel powerful that she'd arranged to sentence a man to a year and a half without sex, and been able to rub it in so completely over the prior year's Christmas break. Every time she thought about it she felt warm all over. Nancy scheduled the Christmas break, so Carol knew she'd have to be satisfied with the year and a half she'd cost him.

Carol continued to use Cassie as her slave, but just as she'd cut down on the frequency of Bob's rewards, she slowly cut down on Cassie's. At the moment Cassie had to serve three weeks perfectly to gain release, and Carol was soon to change that to once a month.

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Nancy had scheduled the Christmas break partly for old times sake, and mostly because one day she realized how long it had been for Bob. She felt so badly about this that she granted him a release the day he arrived, and for the New Year's release she let him go as long as he wanted, rather than requiring him to be locked back in within ten minutes. He was almost patheticly grateful.


Year Nine

Nancy finally came out of the closet this year, but swore off relationships in general for a while after a set of particularly bad ones.

Work settled out nicely for everyone, although everyone knew that Carol was running a less than honest business. Cassie thought about leaving Carol, but Carol blackmailed her into staying. Carol also felt that as long as she had to blackmail Carol at all, she'd do a good job. She now used Cassie as an unpaid employee of her company. Cassie was an easy blackmail target, since she came from a very large, very religious family that was unaware of her lifestyle. In addition, exposure would mean her status with her church would go from inactive to excommunicated. Her family finding out, or her getting removed from her church were both choices she didn't think she could live with.

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Carol spend her entire summer vacation with Bob. She tomented both of them unmercifully, even forcing them to try to make out to make both more frustrated. Bob spilled soup on Carol one morning, for which he was severely punished.

When the end of the stay came, she secured both Cassie and Bob. She gave Cassie release, but made her use Bob's tongue to try to get off. Bob was unable to get her off in the allotted time. Carol put her back in with a mock sympathetic "Too bad.".

Carol pointed out that even if Cassie hadn't gotten off, that was the only release that Carol was giving this time. So Bob was quite surprised when she started to take his cage off. Carol reminded him of the spilled soup, and kicked him squarely in the balls. "That's for the soup you spilled." Even though her kick caused some painful swelling, she put him back in the cage anyway.

All in all, Bob hated Carol's visits.

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Nancy didn't make it that year, but Mary and Alisha both did. They had a pleasant uneventful stay, and gave him a reward.


Year Ten

That spring Bob contacted them, and informed him that his doctor suspected he had liver cancer. He needed more tests, and it was unclear how he would be able to do so with the cage on. Mary flew out, and sheparded him through the tests. When the results were in, it was clear that he only had a month to live. Mary decided to spend the time with him, and rewarded his years of service by totally removing the cage and allowing him his sexuality back for his final month. Since he had nothing more to lose, he told Mary what Carol had been up to all these years. Mary was not happy to hear it.

Both Nancy, Mary and Alisha, and Cassie were at the funeral. Nancy and Mary both cried a long time. They all stopped and talked long into the night. Cassie was shocked to hear that the abuse Carol'd been giving Bob had not been known to either Mary or Nancy. She told them of her current involuntary status, and the rest of them became very angry. Cassie even pointed out that she was currently serving six months without release because she had complained. Cassie also suspected that Carol was using blackmail to advance her personal business.

Everyone agreed that something had to be done.

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Bob had left the ranch to Mary and Nancy. Along with this he had set up a trust fund that could be used to live reasonably. Both girls approached Carol, and suggested that the five of them could live the rest of their lives without having to work or worry by moving to the ranch and living there. They invited Carol along, and pointed out that they could use Cassie as they'd used Bob, if Carol was willing. She was, since being pampered the rest of her life appealed to her. Cassie said she wanted no part of it, but Carol used the blackmail to force her to comply.

Nancy, and Mary, and Alisha moved to the ranch first, and also made arrangements to further their plan, and all was in readyness when Carol and Cassie arrived. For the first day all appeared to Carol as expected. Carol thought that giving Cassie's services in exchange for comfort for the rest of her life was a small price to pay.

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That night Mary, Alisha, Nancy, and Cassie overpowered Carol in her sleep, and searched her belongings for Cassie's key. When Carol awakened she was bound and gagged. Mary and Nancy explained all the things Carol had done that they thought that were wrong, leading up to forcing Cassie into a non-consentual life of slavery. They explained that they were going to turn the tables. They explained that she'd been locked into a slave collar (that any of them could trigger) that delivered shocks strong enough to knock her cold. They pointed out that she'd been locked into a chastity belt, as the appropriate turnaround. They then released her. She tried to attack them and they had to demonstrate the collar. After a few attempts that were put down with the collar, she proved much more agreeable. But they still didn't trust her, so they also locked on wrist chains and hobbles, to prevent her from ever being able to put up a good fight.

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"What's to keep me from escaping some night?" "It is ten miles to the nearest road, and with your hobbles it would take you days, and in that time we'd find you."

Mary spoke softly, "Well, Carol, I guess you are going to spend the rest of your life as our slave." Cassie looked like she wanted to say something. "Cassie? Do you have something to say?" She started out hesitantly "Well... I got into this because I am a submissive, and I really do like serving if I'm not mistreated. Can I also remain as your slave?" The girls were surprised, they had assumed that she'd want totally out of her old role. They went off to discuss the issue out of Carol's hearing. After a long talk they returned.

Nancy played spokesperson, "Ok, Carol, you are our slave without restriction, and subject only to our mercy. You will do whatever we tell you to, and we can do anything we want to you. You are second slave, and will also follow any instructions Cassie gives you. We've decided that your performance will be evaluated once a year, and if you've been good enough you'll be allowed five minutes out of the belt. You can have Bob's old slave quarters. In addition, Cassie will secure you every night, and be allowed to do what she wants to you. And you'll be secured until morning. You'd better hope she secures you in positions where you can get some sleep."

Nancy continued, "Cassie, you are our #1 slave. You will serve us, but you don't have to put up with any torment other than your belt. You can have the third bedroom up stairs. We'll evaluate your performance twice a week, and you'll be allowed out for a few hours if your performance is adequate."

Mary spoke, "OK, now that that is out of the way, it is time to fix lunch." Of course Carol was uncooperative, but a regime of knocking her out with the collar and torturing her for a while each time she resisted, soon put an end to that.


Epilog

Mary and Alisha were happy, partly because they had the full time pampering of two slaves.

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Nancy enjoyed Cassie as not only her slave, but also used Cassie's tongue for her sexual enjoyment. She seemed to be quite happy with this and with the company of the others, and never seemed to need any other relationships.

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Cassie regularly earned her release, and was quite happy with the arrangement. Unlike Carol, Cassie had choices for release. She could do it herself, or make Carol do it, or sometimes she'd be allowed to spend a night of passion with Nancy. Usually she chose to use Carol's tongue, "For old times sake".

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Since Carol had brought all her possessions, it was not too hard to find all of the material that she was using in her blackmail schemes. With a little persuasion, Carol filled them in on rest of the victims. They made Carol write letters to all of them telling them they were off the hook. Following a suggestion that Alisha made, all the letters included a full color nude autographed picture of her, and shares in her company.

All of Carol's shares in her own company were distributed to her victims, and they had Carol write a letter stepping down from her position as chairman of the board. They donated her severance pay and other "golden parachute" benefits to cancer research.

Carol soon she became the perfect slave. But, of course, when her first year performance review came up she flunked it based on her resistance those first few days. On the second year she was allowed out, but didn't manage to get to orgasm in the five minutes allowed. "Well, if she's not going to use the time out to get relief, what's the point of letting her out?" was Alisha's mock serious comment. But in fact, they never did let her out again.

And they all lived happily ever after. Well, except for Carol, but nobody asked her opinion.


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