Leopard Girl

Chapter 20

The remainder of the week was a living hell. Hal had somehow convinced himself that his plan would work and, when it didn't, he became furious. He abused Janice horribly. He also started drinking heavily.

The one bright spot of the drinking was that Hal passed out on Thursday night before he had a chance to lock Janice into her cage for the night. Janice took advantage of the opportunity to call Jill.

"Hide Charity," she told Jill. "Get her as far away from here as you can." Janice described what had happened so far and Jill was horrified. She knew that Hal could be slimy but he had never stooped this low. She promised to protect Janice's precious slavegirl.

Thursday and Friday were a blur of pain for Janice. She was whipped multiple times and in every conceivable way. Her back and bottom and thighs felt the sting of the lash. Her breasts were whipped and her freshly pierced nipples caused her to howl in pain. Her sex was whipped, causing her to howl again. It wasn't until he caned the souls of her feet that she screeched like a banshee, though. She had no idea that feet could be so abused but she had never felt such intense pain.

The cattle prod was also a constant companion, especially on Friday. All day Friday, he kept telling her that he was looking forward to using the cruel instrument on "sweet Charity." He had a maniacal look in his eyes as he pressed the tip to her vulnerable flesh over and over again. And when he inserted the cruel wand into her sex and blasted her with it, she shrieked until she passed out. When she awoke, it was still in her sex and he was still grinning maniacally. She knew at that point that she would have broken if she had not already ensured Charity's safety. But Charity was safe and that gave her the courage to endure.

The hot wax was almost like a vacation after the cattle prod and the whips. It hurt and it burned but it was nothing compared to the other pain that she had suffered.

Finally, Saturday morning arrived and Hal prepared Janice to return home. She would wear the little outfit that she created during the hunt a week earlier. Charity was to drive the car to Hal's and deliver herself. Janice would take the car home and wait for Charity to be returned to her a week later.

Hal kept going to the window every time he heard a car but would return to the scantily clad and kneeling Janice each time after he realized that it was not Charity. Finally, Janice spoke up.

"She's not coming."

"What do you mean?" asked a stunned Hal.

"I have hidden her. She will not be coming."

"You did WHAT!?!?!?!?" raged Hal. "She's MINE!!!"

"She is not coming. I had her hidden. And if you ever come near her again, I will have you arrested if I don't kill you first."

Hal broke into a fit of rage. He picked up a lamp and smashed it to the floor. He grabbed a bookshelf and tore it off the wall, sending the contents scattering on the floor. Then he approached Janice and swung his arm, catching the side of her face with the back of his hand, making her see stars. She crumpled to the floor. He was furious. He kicked her in the ribs and then again in the stomach. Then he stopped.

"Oh my god!" he uttered. "What have I done?"

Janice slowly got to her feet. Hal's blow had split her lip and she wiped the blood off with the back of her hand. She just glared at him silently.

Hal realized that he had lost it. He should have seen it earlier but he got sucked into the ‘game.' He had wanted to be with this woman forever. Now, he had driven her away. "I am so sorry," he said.

"Stay away from Charity," she said again, "or I will kill you."

"I will. I will." Hal gave Janice clothes to wear and then drove her home. He agreed to release Emily and Jill and her husband in exchange for Janice not pressing charges.

All of a sudden, Janice had four slaves. She adored Jill and her husband. She did not know Emily well but she seemed like a lovely girl, too. But she deeply loved Charity and she loved owning her niece. She did not want to risk that relationship by spreading her time over so many slaves.

The first thing that she did was to meet with Jill. Jill was kneeling at her new mistress' feet a week after the incident with Hal. "I'm giving you back your freedom, little one," said Janice as she cradled Jill's full breasts in her palms. She slowly worked the thumbs across the silky flesh and knew that she was missing an opportunity to enjoy this delightful creature. She also knew that Charity would miss having Jill as a playmate. "And your husband. The two of you were trapped by an evil man. You never should have been enslaved in the first place."

"Really, Mistress?" asked Jill with tears in her eyes.

Janice leaned down and kissed Jill's forehead as she gave each plump breast a loving squeeze. "Yes, really, dear. You are welcome to play, but you do it only when you want to from now on."

Jill was overwhelmed. She moved closer to Janice and hugged her around the knees, placing her head in Janice's lap and wept. "Thank you, Mistress."

Janice combed her fingers through the red locks in her lap and admired the perfect nude before her. "You are welcome, love. It's time for you and your husband to start enjoying your life together again."

"Thank you, Mistress. But I can come back, can't I?"

"Yes, pet. You may come back any time you want. But as a sub this time; not a slave."

Emily was a tougher decision. Janice and Jill discussed her for a long time. Janice was surprised during the discussion though. She had released Jill and told her she was free but Jill made no attempt to get dressed. She just continued to kneel naked at her mistress' feet.

Jill told Janice about Emily's past and how she had already turned down her freedom twice. Jill recommended that the girl be given the offer again.

"And what happens if she chooses to remain a slave?" asked Janice. "Will you own her?"

"Oh," replied Jill. She thought long and hard before replying. "Could we co-own her?"

"You don't want to own her completely?" asked Janice.

"I probably do, Mistress," explained Jill. "But I don't think I'm ready for that yet."

It was finally agreed that Emily would have two owners if she remained as a slave. Jill could assume full ownership at any point in the future that she decided. The two of them met with Emily and offered the girl her freedom. For the third time, Emily explained that she had no life to return to and she rejected the offer. She became the joint property of Janice and Jill.

Hal left the club. He realized that control over another human was like an intoxicant to him. And he was addicted to it. He began his recovery process which meant that he had to abstain from any participation in the lifestyle.

Jill had to make a tough decision. She either had to find another culture to study for her research or accept immersion. She explained it to one of her colleagues. "Once the toothpaste is out of the tube, you can't put it back." She had become part of their culture and their culture had become part of her. She could no longer be an outside observer with the Incunu.

She chose to continue with immersion research. She also increased the frequency of her visits. Now, she spent one month out of every three as Leopard Girl. The beautiful, naked huntress always took her katahua back to the island with her when she visited. The chief was delighted. Now he got to enjoy his Leopard Girl every third month and he truly loved exploring every inch of her lovely body. He also got to enjoy Leopard Girl's energetic and enthusiastic katahua who made sure that his balls were constantly drained. Life was very good on the island.