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15 Kim’s 2nd Day as a Slave part 2 Halfway to the shop, Inga instructed Kim to open the cape and expose herself. Kim didn’t hesitate, though she wanted to plead for mercy very bad. She knew she had screwed and earned the humiliation. Twice at red lights men in cars beside Kim, ogled her in disbelief. Another time a pedestrian walked into a lamp post, staring at Kim sitting exposed in the car. As embarrassed and humiliated as she felt, she couldn’t help laughing when Lisa bellowed hysterically from the back seat. Even Inga tittered at the sight of the man rubbing his face from the impact. Fortunately, no cops stopped them, and they arrived at the shop. Kim saw her car, safely parked where she had left it. “Remove the cape for the walk to the door, Lisa, carry the cape inside.” Inga said brusquely as she exited the car. Again, Kim complied and handed the cape back to Lisa. With a deep breath to steel her nerves, Kim opened the car door and toed to the shop door quickly. Lisa stay well wide of Kim, Kim noticed. Lisa wasn’t giving Kim any cover from prying eyes that might get a glimpse of Kim. On top of that Inga was fumbling through her keys. Kim knew it was intentional. Inga was too organized to not know which key opened the door. Kim stayed silent. She deserved to be punished. She didn’t particularly like this punishment, but she knew she deserved punishment. When Inga finally opened the door, Kim was right on her Mistresses heels to get inside, with Lisa bringing the rear giggling. Once inside, Inga spoke to Kim sternly. “If you ever interrupt me again, a public nudity will seem like a from the gods” “Yes Mistress, it won’t happen again Mistress.” Kim said firmly, trying to assure Her Mistress. Inga now had Kim and Lisa prepare to open. Though everything was checked the night before, Inga always wanted everything check again in the morning. Lisa was given the task of teaching Kim how to set and use the register. Inga handed them today’s lingerie to wear. Dark thigh high stocking and a corset in black leather for Kim, matching her cuffs and collar. There were no panties, and the corset pushed her naked breasts and out invitingly. Kim was already blushing at the thought of customers seeing her like this. She was to go shoeless and to stay on the balls over feet, heels off the ground. Lisa got a red leather corset that had 2 “D” ring sewn into the back on either side of the lacing. And nothing else. Inga laced the back of the corsets herself. Pulling the lacing tighter until Kim could barely take a breath. Then Inga walked to her office. “Shit!” Lisa spat out “What’s the matter?!” Kim asked, looking at Lisa in deep concern. “I know what my punishment is going to be.” Lisa whispered, dread in her voice “What, Is it bad, what will happen?” Kim’s concern and curiosity grew with Lisa’s tone and facial expression. “You DON’T want to know.” Lisa moaned, “You’ll see when Beth and Karen get here. Mistress won’t leave you on the sales floor alone yet. The no stockings gave it away. You’ll see. Mistress isn’t finished with you, either. You’ll get the rest of yours, while I get mine, so she can keep an eye on me” Lisa would say no more about it. “Come on, I have more to show you about the register.” She said dejectedly, walking on the balls of her feet towards the front of the store. The pain in her bruised, striped body increased by walking that way. Kim followed, hoping her legs and feet could handle walking like this all day and evening. And what would happen if she couldn’t. The morning flew by. Though Kim had never worked retail before, she quickly picked how to use the register. And was able to help a couple of customers with choosing merchandise. What she didn’t know herself about certain items, she respectfully asked Inga to help her with, or caught Lisa’s attention for help. At mid-morning, Lisa had been told to put shoes on and wear the cape to go to the bank. Kim’s thought was she was glad she didn’t have to go. More than a few times Inga walked past Kim and gave Kim a sharp slap on the ass, followed by: “Balls of your feet!” in Inga’s sternest voice. Each time, Kim would leap onto her toes and apologize respectfully. Lisa got caught a couple of times. The pain from the spank escalating the pain in her welted, bruised ass. When Karen and Beth walked on the sales floor, Kim thought lunch break was going to be soon. She noticed immediately they were clad in the usual<b> garter </font></b>stockings, panties and bra with their collar. Kim got a sinking feeling, realizing she and Lisa were purposely dressed to get the stares and ogling of today’s customers. Inga had allowed customers she obviously knew well to fondle Kim’s ass, squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples. elegant woman even stuck 2 fingers into Kim’s sex and had Kim suck the fingers clean. Lisa didn’t have to submit to any customers, Kim. For an hour or so, Kim felt like a piece of meat. Each caress, squeeze and pinch by a stranger in the middle of the sales floor for all to see, humiliated her, made her feel less than human. But she also noticed that each occurrence put a proud smile on Inga’s face, and soon Kim was relishing being offered to strangers, just so she could see Inga’s face light . She realized there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for her Mistress. Except maybe quit her job and get rid of everything she owned to serve Inga 24/7. That was still to be wrestled with in Kim’s mind. Kim was wrong about a lunch break “Lisa and Kim, you both have something to answer to me for. Into the storeroom.” Inga called across the shop. Every turned their heads to Lisa and Kim, standing at the front counter. Ooooh, shit. Good luck with that, guys.” Beth whispered as she walked past. “Yes Mistress.” Kim and Lisa replied as , neither with enthusiasm. As they walked on the balls of their feet towards the storeroom, the eyes of 5 customers followed their movement. “You both know the way to the back corner.” Inga said as they entered the storeroom. Both slaves replied in the affirmative with respect and continued walking to where Kim had been flogged the day before. Lisa spied a creepy looking wood and metal object near 1 wall. Lisa walked directly to it and stood in front of it, facing Inga. Kim stopped and stood on the balls of her feet and folded her arms behind her back. Inga removed Lisa’s corset by undoing the buckles on the front. She told Lisa to go to the rest position, then removed Lisa’s collar. Told to stand and turn around, Lisa struggled painfully to the balls of her feet and turned. Inga tightly tied Lisa’s wrists with her elbows bent and her hands high her back. Extra lengths of the rope around her wrists were then wrapped between her lips, digging deeply into her cheeks and pulling her head back extremely. Inga told Lisa to get on her toes, then she helped Lisa move backwards onto a wooden stand with a metal bar raised on metal legs, that looked like they could be pushed down into the wooden platform Lisa now stood on, her toes straining to keep her heels and over the metal bar. Inga told Lisa she could lower herself off her toes. As Lisa’s heels met the bar and her weight fell on it, the bar sank until it rested on the wood platform, the bars sinking into the platform. Inga quickly bound Lisa’s ankle and tied them off to an eye bolt in the wall. She did the same with Lisa’s waist. Inga lowered a cable with a over Lisa’s head. Then gathered Lisa’s long hair to the front of her head and braided her hair with a line of rope, tying the rope to the before raising the cable. Kim looked on in shock as Inga pulled 4 clips trailing electrical wires from the base of the platform and snapped them on Lisa’s vaginal lips and her nipples. “Back on your toes. You know how this works, Lisa.” Inga practically barked. Inga turned a dial and flipped a switch, but to Kim’s surprise, Lisa didn’t start jerking involuntarily from electrical shocks. “If she lowers the bar under her heels, she will receive a shock through the clips. The lower the bar goes, the more intense the shock.” Inga explained for Kim’s benefit. Kim now realized why Inga wanted them on the balls of their feet. Lisa was now in a weakened state due to that and more likely to lower her heels. Kim started glancing around for a second platform. “I have something different in mind for you, Kimberly.” Inga stated, never taking her eyes off Lisa, whose legs were already shaking. Lisa couldn’t step away from the bar. She couldn’t fall due to the rope in her hair pulling her , and she couldn’t fall forward with her waist tied to the wall. Inga had removed the collar and corset to remove the metal in them from Lisa’s body. “Oh, Lisa, this is for giving Kim an orgasm without permission.” Inga dropped a round, rubber mat about 2 feet in circumference onto the floor and pointed at it. Kim immediately toed to the center of the mat, facing Lisa. She settled on the balls of her feet, with her arms still folded behind her back. “I was going to give you lashes for interrupting me this morning. I’ll add another 5 for toeing onto the mat instead of walking on the balls of your feet as instructed this morning.” Inga informed Kim as she lashed Kim’s forearms together behind her back. Kim closed her eyes and grimaced at her foolishness. Lisa’s heels dipped to the bar and lowered it, Kim’s eyes opened wide when Lisa wailed through the rope gag and lifted her heels back and off the bar. Kim could see tears falling down Lisa’s temples.  |
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