Turning The Paige: Chapter 3

Chapter 3 - To Have And Have Not. Ami runs her cloth over the dungeon furniture while Paige watches from the bench. Ami looks her over once, then twice, then moves in close. Their mouths meet hard. Hands slide under clothes, finding skin. Ami pins Paige down and grinds against her thigh, breathing rough. Clothes come off fast. Fingers disappear between open legs. Paige moans loud, pushes back, gets wetter. Master Doc steps through the door, stops, takes in the tangle of limbs. No warning. He drags both girls to the center of the room, makes them kneel on a thin sheet of rice that bites straight into their kneecaps. Steel hooks slide in deep, the curve catching inside each ass, the ropes running forward from the eyelets. He ties the ends together so every tug pulls the other girl backward onto her hook. One crop strike lands across Ami’s shoulders. She jerks. The rope goes taut. Paige’s hook drags deeper. Another strike, then cane cuts across Paige’s thighs. She lunges forward to escape. The rope snaps tight. Both girls sway and whimper, knees sinking into the grains. He circles them, delivering the crop and cane wherever skin is exposed, zapping the tender spots with the tazzapper when they slow. Every twitch yanks the other girl’s hook. Sweat runs down their backs. They learn the price of getting caught.