It’s been weeks since all the women were branded. The slaves have brands on their asses telling the world they are slaves and whores. They all have the letter “S” branded on underside their left tits to represent that they are “sister sluts.” The Owners, Mistress and Madame decided they would get their tits branded to, because although they were not slaves, they still felt a closeness to the other women as sisters as well. They decided the “S” would represent the “Secret Sisterhood of Sluts.”

Our Aunt Patti had came down from New York to help in the branding process and she decided she would get branded as well, but because of her age, she was branded on her ass. Mistress said the pain from having the underside of her breast branded would be too intense for a woman in her 70’s. So they compromised and branded her ass.

Aunt Patti still had the last say, because she insisted both ass cheeks be branded, The second “S” would be for our late Mom, her sister, who was also a slut. After the branding was done, we invited Aunt Patti to live with us and she accepted. As the oldest woman there, Aunt Patti became the Domme of the family. Even Mistress and Madame obeyed her.

We are all in the barn now discussing how we would handle the upcoming visit from former clients of ours. A few months earlier we made the decision to prostitute ourselves again to our former clients, knowing that were especially cruel to the girls they hired. We were waiting for a phone call that would make the final arrangements.

As we sat and wait for the phone call we are all naked. We just finished a kinky scene, where even Aunt Patti got into the fun. The people there are Master Scott and his wife/slave Sue. Master Bob and his wife/slave Marsha, Mistress Nancy and her wife/slave Julie, my wife/Mistress Annie, I am her slave and finally Aunt Patti, Julie and I are her nieces. My sister Julie is not a genetic woman, but has been living as a woman since she was a teen. Her tits are a nice 36D and her cock and balls (clit and lady parts) are small do to the hormones. All of us are in our 50’s and 60’s but Aunt Patti is in her 70’s.

The phone finally rings and Mistress picks it up as we wait nervously. Mistress looks at Madame and they both go into the house with the Masters. Aunt Patti asks the slaves left behind, “Is it true that you might be asked to air dance girls? We nod, “I had some girls that worked for me when I owned the brothel that would do that. I won’t lie to you girls, it is dangerous, very erotic, but dangerous.”

Sue spoke first, “Julie and I have done this before Aunt Patti. Years ago when my Master was still active military, he was on leave with his squad and they abused all of us, me, Julie, Becca and their mother, your sister, Linda. The abuse was intense and consensual. All of us had multiple intense orgasm. It was so much fun.”

At the end of the session, Julie and myself air danced. After we orgasmed, we shit ourselves and passed out. We both woke up with a line of men fucking us in our own filth. Over the years, all of us would make this part of the services we provided to our clients. They loved it.”

Aunt Patti shocked us all when she said, “I have done it as well. I loved it, but you have to be so careful! I have heard stories of where this did not go very well.” Before she could continue, the Owners came back inside and sat down to explain what was gonna happen. Before she said anything, she sent us into the house to get our posture collars. We wear this when we engage in very kinky play. Some clients like to hang us or choke us with their hands. Wearing the posture collars slows the strangulation process and prevents rope burns if they hang us by our necks.

When we came back, we took our slave collars off and replaced them with the posture collars. They are made of soft leather, fit snugly and forces us to keep our heads upright. Mistress asked Master Bob, “Have you had Marsha wearing the posture collar Bob.” “Yes Nancy, she is comfortable wearing it now.”

Mistress said, “Okay girls get on your hands and knees, heads up.” The Owners then put leather belts around our necks and got behind us and put belts around our necks. Then they started to tighten the belts. Mistress said, “Raise your hands when the belts gets so tight that it gets uncomfortable and you feel yourself getting excited.”

When none of us raised our hands Madame said, “You are right Nancy, a belt is not enough. Let’s try the nooses.” I felt my cunt tingle just at the mention of a noose, and sure enough they put nooses around our necks. As the noose tightened, I felt the slow strangulation begin to excite me and I raised my hand. I was not the only one, we all did.

Mistress nodded and our Owners checked us, all the girls were soaked and Julie’s little clit was hard. The fingers continued to play with our wet cunts and we all came, Julie’s little clit had not exploded but it was obvious she was very close. The Masters got behind their slave girls and started to pull back on the nooses as they fucked their wet cunts. As the girls neared the edge, they shit themselves on to the men’s cocks. The girls came again as the men filled their cunts.

Mistress said, “Julie get behind Becca, pull the noose as you fuck her.” “Yes Mistress.” Julie’s clit is not very large, but she knows what she is doing when she fucks a woman. She angles herself so that her cock slides along the woman’s swollen clit as she fucks them. In a short period of time, both Julie and I came hard, but not before I shit myself from the intensity of being strangled.

After we had a chance to savor the sensations, Madame spoke, “Okay girls. Here is what is going to happen. We discussed the plans and instead of air dancing, it was decided instead that you would be subjected to a slow strangulation as you are being fucked. Just like we did this time, but with a very kinky twist. After the strangulation was done, you are going to lay down as if you were dead. Then the rest of the men will be fucking your ‘corpses.”

I reacted first, “What the fuck???” Mistress explained, “Remember when we got our tits branded? Julie edited the videos of that and sent it to Mike, thinking he would enjoy it. He fucking LOVED it! Remember how the meds that Aunt Patti injected into our asses knocked us out. In the video, it looked like all of us were hanging from the posts and we were dead.”

“That gave Mike and kinky friends an idea. Supposed they fucked us so hard that they actually killed us and then fucked the corpses? That is what they want us to act out. After we have been strangled, we have to pretend we are dead and then men will take turns fucking our bodies. I know this is really twisted, but they offered to double the fees if we went along with it. This means by the time tips and everything are included, they will be paying close to $1 million for the night.”

Master Scott said, “This is nuts, I refuse to let my slave do this.” Sue said, “Hey don’t I get a voice in this?” Master Scott raised his hand to slap her, but then stopped, “You are right Sue, go ahead.”

Not wanting to cause her Master to lose face, Sue lowered her head submissively and said, “You would have been right to slap me Master, I was way out of line. Thank you for your mercy.” We all knew, Master Scott included, that Sue was easing her Master’s ego by saying that, but the gesture was appreciated and appropriate.

Sue said, “Master remember, we agreed to do this initially so that we could donate the money to the veteran’s groups in America. They were originally going to pay us $50,000 to use me, now that will be $100,000 plus thousand more in tips. Think of how much good we could do with that money for the American veterans. I agree Master, it is sick and twisted, but I am willing to do it.”

Madame looked to Julie and I and said, “What do you think girls?’ I spoke for us both, “Just as the money Sue is earning will help the veterans, we could use the money for the animal shelter, they are in desperate need of funding. Both Julie and I could donate $200,000 combined. We can not turn that down.”

Marsha looked to Master Bob for permission to speak and he nodded, “Thank you Master. I agree with the others. Our donation of $100,000 would save lives at the children’s hospital.”

With there being universal agreement, I asked one more question, “Mistress you used the word ‘we’ as you were explaining this to us. Why did you do that?” Mistress smiled sadly and looked at Madame, “Annie and I agreed to become sex slaves for this event and distribute in the abuse. We are gonna donate our fees to further research for Tourettes Syndrome.”

Unexpectedly, Aunt Patti started to cry and hugged both Nancy and Annie. We looked confused until Aunt Patti explained, “I was named for my aunt, her name was Patricia, she was also a prostitute, as was her sister, Jane. They were forced to become whores to support themselves after their parents died suddenly.

Years later Patricia would learn that her mother suffered from Tourettes which angered her husband so much that he killed her. Their father was convicted for the crime. Rather than be put into a foster home, Patricia and Jane, my mother, ran away. With no money, they were forced to become prostitutes.

They were so good as prostitutes that in time, Patricia would open her own brothel. Her sister worked with her until she got pregnant with me. She honored her sister and named me Patti. In time, my mother would give birth to your Mom, Linda, and they went back to work in the brothel. The idea of your Mom working as a whore excited your Dad.” Aunt Patti looked at Julie and I and said, “I guess that is why you and Julie had a tendency to become whores.”

Sue looked at me and then said, “Becca and I have served these men years ago. I have to tell you they are brutal. The humiliation we suffered from them was as intense as I have ever endured.” I nodded and then added, “It was very intense, but it was also incredibly exciting. The orgasms I had from them were amazing. I want to do this to have money to help those poor veterans that suffered defending America, but selfishly I want to savor all they will do to us.”

Sue directed her comments directly to Mistress and Madame. “You are not slaves, what happens to you will be much worse than what happens to us. We are slaves, we are used to this sort of treatment, you are not. I know ever since you were raped you have been getting in touch with your submissive sides, but ladies, be careful what you wish for.” Mistress thanked Sue for her honesty, but said she and Madame had made up their minds to go forward with the plans.

Mistress called Mike (the client) and said that we all accepted the conditions and they set a weekend date for the kinky party to happen. Madame reminded Mike that everyone had to have medical clearance of being disease free and that in addition to payment, tips were expected to reflect the intensity of what we will have to endure. He accepted what was said and then hung up.

Sue said to our Owners, “May I speak plainly please? They love to humiliate their slaves. We have about a month until we service them.” Looking at Mistress and Madame Sue said, “You need to begin getting used to the abuses and humiliation of being a slave now. Respectfully Ladies, surrender your independence and become slaves, otherwise the night will not go well.”

Before either of them could respond, Aunt Patti told them, “Get naked ladies, the lessons start now.” Once they were naked Aunt Patti said, “From this point forward, all of the women in this family are my slaves. You will address me as ‘Mistress Patti.’ Looking at the men she said, “Do you mind me owning your slaves for the next month gentlemen?” Both men willingly agreed.

She continued, “Becca, get nipple clamps, large butt plugs, the old dog collars you and your sister used to wear and leashes.” Without hesitation, I curtsied submissively and said, “Yes Mistress.”

Then Mistress Patti looked at all of us and said, “From this point on, you will address them as Nancy and Annie. I am the only one that will be called ‘Mistress.’ Julie, go inside and get the shaving lather and razors girl.” Like I did, she curtsied submissively and said “Yes Mistress.” I was amazed at how quickly and easily we were accepting Aunt Patti’s new role.

“Nancy, Annie, squat like you are about to take a piss.” Once they were in position, Mistress applied the shaving lather to the strip of hair just above their clits that identified them as Dommes. Both girls cried softly as as they were shaven and became slaves. Then Mistress took the warm oil Julie had brought her and rubbed their bare cunts and slowly started to finger them both. In a short time we saw both of their bodies convulse as Mistress Patti brought them to an orgasm.

After they calmed down, Mistress had them bend over. She lubed their asses and then put her finger in both their assholes. “Who owns these asses slaves?” They both said, “You do Mistress Patti!” She pulled her fingers from their assholes and brought them to their faces, they eagerly licked her nasty finger clean.

She kept them bent over as she went to the toy box and took out a whip, it was the vicious one with the leather knots at the end of the strand that ripped the skin. Mistress proceeded to give them both a vicious whipping. I remembered when we Nancy, Annie and I were raped on our trip to Tennessee, I had seen both Nancy and Annie being whipped then, but poor Julie was shocked. She had never seen her wife being whipped before. She was about to stop Mistress from whipping her wife, Nancy, but I grabbed her wrist, “Be still Julie, your wife is a slave now.”

After she was done, both slaves were in tears. “Get on your backs girls.” They obeyed and Mistress peed on them both. “Get used to that girls, you will both be my toilets every morning.” Finally Mistress squatted to shit. “Put your hands under my ass slaves. They both took turns catching some and then Mistress looked at them both. “You know what to do.”

They never hesitated and smeared the warm shit all over their faces, tits and bellies. As they cried, she nasty tears streaked their faces and dripped on their tits. Finally Mistress turned to the men, “Fuck them boys, fuck them hard and fast. Make sure they find out they are just animals now.

The Masters put them on their hands and knees and fucked their cunts. This treatment must have touched a nerve because both Nancy and Annie were soon cumming hard, as the men spanked their asses and pulled their hair as they fucked them. Once the men came, they viciously kicked the girls in their asses and told them to stay on the ground. They went in front of them and completed their humiliation by pissing on their faces.

Mistress Patti pulled their heads up by their hair, “This is your new life slaves. Think about it. Tomorrow you will have a chance to change your minds. For tonight, you will both sleep in the barn, like the animals you are.

He next morning we all went into the barn to see how Annie and Nancy were doing. They were in a deep exhausted sleep. Mistress nodded to the men and they pissed on their faces. Once they were awake, Mistress grabbed their filthy hair and asked, “Shall we continue with your training or have you changed your minds?”

They both lowered their heads and said, “We want to be your slaves Mistress, so much so that we want to be branded as well.” This pleased Mistress who turned to Scott, I will tell you how I want them branded and you will order the irons for me. Master responded, “Yes Mistress.” It seems even the Masters are calling her Mistress.

Mistress allowed the Nancy and Annie to get cleaned up, then Mistress then picked up the butt plugs from yesterday and told Nancy and Annie to bend over. She lubed their assholes and then pushed the plugs in. These were the training plugs that Nancy liked to use on new slaves. Once the plugs was buried inside their assholes a loop protruded. Mistress then attached a light chain to the loops of the plugs about 3 feet long. They she took the clamps and attached one clamps to Annie’s right nipple and the other to Nancy’s left nipple. Like the plugs there was about 3 feet of light chain between them.

Mistress said, “Slave sisters have to work as a unit when serving their Owners and when being fucked by clients. Look at Becca and Julie. Whenever they they are both serving a client they move gracefully, they seem to move as one person. I know this is because you trained them in the same way I am training you. Every time one of you moves in the wrong direction, the clamps on your nipples will dig in. If I am not happy with how you are moving, I will do this.”

With that Mistress pushed the button for the butt plugs and the girls fell to their knees as an electrical shock hit their assholes. Mistress smiled and said, “When you do well, you will feel this.” Mistress pushed another button and the plugs vibrated pleasantly in their assholes. Both Julie and I chuckled as we remembered how Nancy and Annie trained us in exactly the same manner many years ago.

For the next week, the training continued and both Nancy and Annie learned to be submissive slaves. Whenever anyone had to pee or shit, we used them as toilets. As a result of that, the girls almost always smelled badly. I knew that smell was meant to be a reminder of their new status as slaves. The girls moved gracefully as they learned to move together. Mistress rarely had to shock their assholes, but often did so anyway just to see their reactions.

By the end of the week, Mistress was satisfied. She called us all into the barn. To emphasize their new status as slaves, Annie and Nancy were naked, while the rest of us were dressed. Mistress said, “Girls I am proud of you. You have accepted your new role as slaves with dignity and grace. I have a reward for you. Bend over girls. Becca, lube their asses.”

Once they were in position, Mistress knelt in front of Annie, girl you are a June baby, am I right? Annie nodded. Mistress then showed her a new butt plug. Like the ones we wore, it was both long and wide, but it also had a large white pearl at the end. “Kiss the pearl dear.” Annie did as commanded and then Mistress took the plug handed it to me. I inserted it deep inside her asshole.

“Your turn Nancy, November, am I right?” Nancy nodded. “Your birthstone is citrine. I love the yellow, I hope you like it. Nancy gasped at how gorgeous it was and thanked Mistress. Like Annie did, Nancy kissed the jewel and then Mistress had Julie insert it into her asshole.

The girls stood up and immediately felt the new sensation of having their assholes plugged. Marsha giggled and said, “Don’t worry girls, in time you will get used to it and will feel empty anytime it is out of your ass.”

Mistress told Marsha, “Undress me slave.” Once Mistress was naked we all admired her body. Though in her 70’s and her tits sagged now, she was still gorgeous. Like all whores, she kept her stockings and garters on. Master Scott handed Mistress one last plug. Mistress said, I am a July baby, which is a ruby birthstone. She held up the plug and it was red. This may look like a ruby, but it is actually garnet. My sister Linda was born in January, I am wearing the garnet to honor her.

Mistress bent over and said to Marsha, your plug is garnet as well, will you do the honors please? Marsha lubed Mistress’ asshole and then slowly pushed the plug up her ass. Julie and I looked at each other and cried at how wonderfully Mistress was honoring our mother’s memory.

Then Mistress nodded to the Masters. They came behind Nancy and Annie and took off the old dog collars they had been wearing all week long and replaced them with the same collars all the slaves wore. The leather was nice and soft. In the middle it had inscribed SLAVE. On either side was the birthstone. Both girls cried and went to Mistress and hugged her tightly.