Taming a Tempest

Chapter 4

They just looked at one another as they stood in the circle. None of them could speak because of their identical gags but their eyes spoke volumes. Each of them let the others know how much they loved them and how scared they were.

After the five of them had been reunited for about ten minutes, the door opened. It was just a single male who entered this time. He walked to Kim and detached her from her pole. Then he led her out of the room. Not a single sound was uttered.

It was almost another thirty minutes before the door opened again. Tempest glanced at the door and saw the same male. She turned her head and closed her eyes, not wanting to witness another one of her friends being led away into slavery. She reluctantly opened her eyes after awhile to see which of her friends had been taken away.

Her eyes opened wide in surprise at what she saw. She closed them again and shook her head before slowly opening, thinking that she had been hallucinating. But when she opened them again, she saw the same thing. Kate Winthrop was standing in front of her and smiling at her.

"Hello, Tempest dear," Kate said. "This is quite a fix you have gotten yourself into."

The expression on Tempest's face went from disbelief to confusion to relief. With Kate here, she realized that her ordeal was over. She was going home after all.

Kate Winthrop was a senior partner at Seymour, Allen and Pease. At thirty nine, she was the youngest senior partner by over a decade. She had been the youngest person ever to become partner in the firm and widely viewed as a brilliant and highly driven attorney.

Tempest nodded her head quickly in response to Kate's words and tried to reply verbally but was frustrated by the gag. Kate smiled as she saw the captive woman's response and reached out to stroke her fingers over the girl's cheek.

"Tempest, dear," she continued, "I am not here to rescue you. You have been sold. You are owned. What's done is done."

Tempest's expression changed back to confusion as she listened. Why was she here then? How did she know how to find her? Kate answered those questions when she next spoke, being able to anticipate the swirl of questions that must be going through the young attorney's mind.

"When I heard two days ago about six new girls being offered for sale in the Caribbean office, I thought it might be you and your friends. I remembered that you were going on a cruise with five college friends."

Tempest noticed that Kim had been brought back into the room. She furrowed her brow as Kate's words sank in and new questions formed in her brain. Two days ago? They were only kidnapped last night. Or had they been kidnapped earlier and kept sedated? And how would Kate have heard about that anyways? It wasn't the kind of thing that you would advertise in a newspaper.

"So I came as quickly as I could," Kate continued. "I did not want you to fall into the wrong hands. I tried to get them to release you but they refused. You were prime quality merchandise in their eyes. All six of you were prime as far as they were concerned but you were the pick of the litter.

"I am not here to rescue you," she repeated. "I bought you. You are my property now."

Tempest sucked in her breath as she heard the words. Kate bought her? Kate paid 600,000 pounds for her? What did all of this mean?

"Are these other girls your college friends?" Kate asked as she glanced around the room. Tempest nodded in response. Kate then took a tour of the other bound and naked girls as Tempest watched.

Kate started with Kim. Tempest watched in disbelief as Kate traced a finger across the angry red welts across the center of Kim's breasts, causing the girl to wince as her nipples were touched. Kate placed her palms over the breasts and squeezed, eliciting a groan from Kim. Then, to Tempest's horror, Kate slid a hand down Kim's taut belly and insinuated a finger into the girl's sex. She left it in there and wiggled it around until Kim started moaning. Then she withdrew it and popped it into her mouth, closing her eyes as if savoring the taste.

"Delicious, girl," she pronounced. "You will be making someone very happy."

Tempest had heard the rumors back in the office but had dismissed them as just slurs propagated by jealous colleagues. During Kate's meteoric rise in the firm, she had passed more tenured lawyers on her way to senior partner. Tempest always attributed the rumors to those who had been passed over in favor of the beautiful, young, blonde attorney.

The rumors were basically all variations on the same theme. It was whispered that Kate Winthrop had exotic sexual interests. In some of the rumors, she was lesbian. In others, she was into domination and submission with her being the mistress. In still others, she was said to have owned slaves.

Tempest did know that Kate had twice defended people who were accused of participating in white slavery. Both times, her clients had been acquitted. Tempest assumed that the rumor about her owning slaves came from the two successful outcomes being twisted by jealous competitors.

Kate moved on to Alaine. Again, she started by tracing the angry red lines on the lower swells of the girl's breasts. Then Tempest watched as Kate bounced the beautiful breasts in her palms, eliciting a grimace each time the welts came in contact with the hands.

Tempest looked closer at Kate to determine whether or not the rumors could be true. The senior partner was certainly dressed as if she could be a dominant. The black leather pants hugged her hips tightly, showing off the feminine curves of the woman. The long-sleeved black leather top laced together in the front, leaving a stripe of bare flesh from neck to navel and revealing the inner swells of two sizeable and obviously firm breasts. The black stiletto boots completed the outfit and made Kate look truly dominant.

Kate inserted a finger into Alaine, causing the girl to blush. Again, she left it in there and played with the girl until she started to moan. She tasted the girl before moving on to Tammy.

Kate traced the welt across the bulging belly and then placed her palms on each side of the belly, caressing slowly up and down. "You went for a pretty penny today, girl. And now I can see why. You are beautiful."

Then she reached up and lifted the full breasts in her palms. She leaned down and sucked one of Tammy's nipples into her mouth, pulsing it in and out for several minutes before releasing it. "No milk yet. But soon. Your owner plans to keep you on her dairy farm." She finished with the probing and tasting of Tammy's sex. Then she moved on to Elke.

Tempest watched as Kate toyed with the Norse goddess' firm, bountiful breasts, bouncing them and suckling on the nipples. There was no doubt in Tempest's mind at this point that the rumors were true. They were all true! Kate finally moved back to Tempest.

"You should be able to move your lips by now." Tempest nodded. "Show me," said Kate. Tempest wiggled her lips obediently. The drug had worn off.

"Good girl. Now let's talk about what happens next."

Tempest was not sure that she wanted to learn more. The past twenty four hours had been a nightmare and every hour that went by seemed to make things worse. Now, she learned, the woman who she had admired and respected at work was turning out to be a demonic criminal.

"Look at me, girl," Kate said. Tempest had closed her eyes to try to shut out all of the insanity but Kate would not put up with that. "Open your eyes, Tempest. Now!"

Reluctantly, Tempest opened her eyes. Her head had been bowed in resignation so, when her eyes finally opened, she was looking down at the deep valley that was Kate's cleavage. She shook her head quickly and then looked up into Kate's eyes.

"You are now 0914CF," Kate started. "You are a serial number. You are property. You are my asset."

Tempest shuddered as she listened to the cold words coming from someone who had been kind to her previously. Kate lifted her hands and splayed her fingers, raising Tempest's breasts and letting her thumbs strum back and forth across the painted nipples.

"I will return you to Chicago but you will live with me. I always keep my property near me. Do you understand?"

Tempest shook her head, causing Kate to chuckle. Kate leaned forward and kissed the bound girl's cheek. "No, of course you don't understand. None of this makes any kind of sense at all to you right now."

"Let me explain some things to you," Kate continued. "I will bring you back to my home when I think you are ready. You will have to demonstrate that you are ready, though, before that can happen."

"But don't ever waste your time dreaming of escape or rescue. While you were sleeping, you and each of your friends received a capsule implanted in your bodies. In one half of the capsule is a chip. The chip has two functions. The most important is the GPS feature. It will show us within three feet where you are anywhere on the globe. If you escape, it is only a matter of time before you are found and returned. After all, you are 0914CF now and you belong to me."

Tempest shuddered again as she listened to the serious tone of the woman standing before her, holding her breasts. Kate paused as she felt the shudder and leaned down, kissing the ample swells of each breast.

"The chip also has another purpose. It activates the other half of the capsule which contains a poison that will kill you in less than a second. The chip can be instructed to do that in one of four ways. If you are not found within twenty four hours of escaping, the organization's command center will activate the chip. It will appear that you died of a massive brain hemorrhage.

Tempest tensed but that did not deter Kate from her intimate fondling of the generous breasts. "If you come within ten feet of a police station or court house anywhere on the globe, it will be activated."

Tempest opened her eyes wide in fear. "Don't worry. You can drive by one and not activate it. You will be far enough away. And your days of practicing law are over so you don't need to worry about court houses."

Again, Tempest felt a chill race down her spine as she learned about the end of her career. "If you ever talk on a telephone again, the chip will be activated. That is to avoid the temptation of calling for help."

"Finally, there is this." Kate pulled a little remote control device out of her top. It had been resting above her left breast beneath the black leather. She flipped open the cover to reveal a red button. "If I feel that you are ever a threat to my safety or if I simply ever grow tired of you, all I have to do is to push down on this button."

She placed her thumb on top of the red button and Tempest gasped, trembling with fear. Kate released a breast and gripped Tempest's chin, staring into her eyes. "Do we understand each other?" Tempest nodded quickly.

"Good girl," Kate tugged the chin forward and kissed Tempest on the lips. Again, the captive tensed. She had kissed girlfriends before but it always been a chaste hello or goodbye kiss. This one was anything but chaste as Kate rubbed her lips back and forth across Tempest's and then stuck out her tongue to lick along the length of the bound girl's lips. For the first time, Tempest was glad she was wearing a gag. At least it prevented the tongue from insinuating itself into her mouth.

The hand released its grip and resumed its position holding a breast. Kate leaned down and kissed the full upper swell of each mound. Then she sucked the left nipple into her mouth. Tempest felt the tongue fluttering over the little nubbin and then felt the teeth gripping it and rolling it back and forth. She looked around the room at her friends with an agonized expression on her face and saw them staring back at her with equally agonized looks. Finally, Kate released the nipple and blew on it, watching the bud stiffen even more before she spoke again.

"Tempest, dear, these are magnificent. You have no idea how long I have yearned to own these; ever since you interned for us three years ago. But I want you to know that I had nothing to do with your capture and sale. That was purely the luck of the draw. I was notified of the sale of six pieces of merchandise and thought that you might be one of the lots, but I did not arrange it. I did not notify anyone that you were going to be on that ship. Hell, I did not even know what ship you were going to be on. They selected you and obtained you purely by chance and purely for business purposes."

Tempest felt incredibly uneasy about the language that Kate was using. She referred to Tempest as "merchandise" and as a "lot" as if the girl truly was nothing more than a piece of property. She used words like "obtain" and "sale" which also implied that she was merely an asset or belonging. She watched in horror as Kate lowered her head to the other breast and sucked that nipple into her mouth and toyed with it with her tongue and teeth.

"Now, I'm going to remove that gag," said Kate, once she released the stiff bud from her lips. "You are not to speak unless spoken to. And the only words I want to hear from those beautiful lips of yours are "Yes, Mistress" and "Yes, Please" unless the question that I ask implies that information is to be provided. Are you clear on that?'

Reluctantly, Tempest nodded her head. "Good girl." Kate released the breasts and went to a table, returning with the wrench. She slipped it between Tempest's lips and cranked it, opening the bound girl's jaw half way. She removed the bar and then released the clamp that had been cruelly imprisoning the captive's tongue. Then, she used the wrench to release the brace from the molars and, with a well practiced move, slid the gag out of the mouth. Tempest wondered how many other times she had performed this same task.

Tempest stretched her jaw once the horrid device had been removed. She wanted to scream at Kate. She wanted to reason with her. She wanted to beg for her freedom. But she also wanted to eventually escape. She remembered the warning so she remained silent.

Kate ran her finger lightly back and forth across Tempest's lips. "Do you understand that these belong to me?"

Tempest tensed at the question. She knew that she was only allowed one of two phrases in response to questions yet it was so distasteful to her to utter them. She paused and Kate allowed her the time to adjust. Kate knew that her new girl's mind must be in turmoil. Tempest trembled and closed her eyes out of shame before answering.

"Yes, Mistress."

Kate smiled and leaned forward, kissing Tempest again. Tempest opened her eyes and glanced around. Her four friends were staring at her, shocked at her apparent surrender. Kate reached out to claim Tempest's breasts again, lifting the heavy orbs with her splayed fingers.

"Do you accept that these are now my property?"

Again, Tempest was torn. She looked down, seeing her breasts held by the woman who she used to consider a friend. Again, she wanted to resist. But, in the end, she decided to fight another day. She took a deep breath and looked up into Kate's eyes.

"Yes, Mistress."

Just then, the door opened and another leather clad woman walked in. "Hi, Kate. Nice catch you have there."

"Thanks, Julia. Which one did you buy?"

"The redhead. I wanted to get to meet her before I leave and have her shipped home." All five of the naked women gasped at those words. This was too unbelievable! First they were kidnapped. Then they were stripped. Then they were sold. And if that wasn't enough abuse, now they learned that they could be shipped somewhere like they were a parcel.

"Oh, she's a beauty," commented Kate. "Hell, they all are. This is the best collection that has ever been offered."

"Yeah, I agree," said Julia. "I had a hard time making up my mind. Oh, I have to tell you. There's quite a commotion outside at the settlement desk. It seems that one of the buyers is short on funds. She's trying to scrape enough together right now."

"Oh my," said Kate. "Not good."

"You know what that means, don't you?" asked Julia.

Kate laughed. "Of course I know what that means. I drafted the membership agreement."

"Oh, I keep forgetting. Well, if someone comes up with the price, they get a two-fer."

"Who is it?" asked Kate.

"I don't know her name. She's French. And she's pretty cute too."

"Which one did she buy?"

"The blonde," said Julia, pointing to Elke.

"Hmm," pondered Kate. Then she turned back to Tempest. "You might have a slave sister or two."

Each member had to sign an agreement before joining and being allowed to participate in the auctions. One of the rules stated that transactions needed to be completed within one hour of the end of an auction. Failure to successfully complete a transaction resulted in the forfeiture of freedom for the would-be buyer.

This could play out in one of two ways. First, if someone was willing to buy the girl that the would-be buyer had won the bidding on, that person would get the girl and the would-be buyer. Hence, the two-fer. The second way that it could play out is that the girl and the bidder would be held over until the next auction and then sold. The organization much preferred the first outcome, however. It helped with the cash flow and meant that valuable merchandise would not have to sit on the shelf as inventory, collecting dust.

Julia walked past each of the new slaves, caressing and pinching and probing the naked flesh as she went. She would have bought the whole lot of them if she could have. They were all spectacular. Even the one who was pregnant was stunning. Julia did not much care for what pregnancy did to a woman's body, but even with the bulging belly, this one was striking. She finally reached Alaine and started her close up inspection.

"I think I'll go back and check out the French princess," said Kate. "Don't let my girl get away."

Julia laughed, seeing Tempest was securely bound to her pole. "I'll make sure she doesn't move. Do you mind if I look her over more closely while you're gone?"

"Be my guest," said Kate over her shoulder as she disappeared through the door.

Julia came back to Tempest and ran her hands down the girl's sides, enjoying the silkiness of the soft, warm flesh. She ran her palms over the hips and reached behind, grasping a firm buttock in each hand. "You certainly had a lot of admirers out there, little one. And if I had not just bought one of your friends, I would have been one more bidding for you."

Tempest decided that she had better remain silent. She was seething at the way she was being treated. And being called little one did not improve her mood; especially since she was at least six inches taller than the woman who had just called her that. The groping did not help her attitude either. It was all just so infuriating.

Tempest was not finished suffering, however. She felt fingers at her sex and cringed as they parted her folds. She did not think that she could ever get used to this kind of intimate fondling at the hands of another. When Julia pushed a finger into her sex, she raised up on her tiptoes to try to escape the probing but the finger just moved with her.

The door opened and a man and woman entered. They appeared to be in their early forties. "You picked a nice one," the man said.

"Oh, she's not mine. The redhead over there belongs to me. I'm just sampling this one before Kate takes her away."

"She's a beauty too," said the woman. "We bought this one." Tempest looked over and saw that they had purchased Kim. "She's going to be a starter slave for our children. We'll probably bring her back here for resale in a few years when they head off for college."

"You have a beauty also. I'm sure your kids will have lots of fun with her."

"This is insanity!" thought Tempest. Six women had just had their lives and careers and hopes and aspirations taken away from them. And these other people were milling about checking out the merchandise and chatting nonchalantly as if they were at a neighborhood bake sale. "Damn!" thought Tempest. "Now even I'm using the word merchandise."

Kate came back in for a moment. "I'm having Tempest delivered to my room. I put in a bid on the little Frenchie and the blonde. She has another ten minutes to cover her offer and I'm going to stick around to see how it turns out."

"Okay," said Julia as she was slowly sawing her finger in and out of Tempest's sex, which was very wet at this point because of all of the touching and stimulation. "Good luck."

Kate disappeared and, eventually, Julia went back to appraising her own girl. Tempest watched as poor Alaine suffered the same indignities she had been putting up with. A man showed up to collect Tempest and he led her off. She was delivered to Kate's room where he bound her to an identical pole in the middle of the sitting room.