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Chapter 1

Miriam burst into her room. She had been tending to the needs of the duchess all day but she could hardly concentrate because of what she had seen that morning. They had actually let Julia sleep with them! In the past, Miriam was usually the only slave who actually got to share Their Grace’s bed overnight. Some other alpha girl in Miriam’s clique like Alexandra or Paulina might get chosen on occasion, but not some new beta girl. 

Her rage gave way to anxiety. This was not good. Miriam had worked so hard to become that head girl. Now all that was cast into doubt. Were they growing tired of her? Would this new girl replace her? The hierarchy that she had established was in jeopardy if Julia had been granted such status so soon. Miriam had to do something about this, but what to do?

Miriam lay down on bed, still seething. She flipped off the light and tried to relax and by concentrating on her breathing. She forced herself to gradually calm down. No need to get too worked up over this. She was still the head girl, she told herself. No the best was forward was to keep serving her master and mistress as best she could as well as staying vigilant. Maybe she could think of a way to sabotage Julia or keep her in her place.

Miriam started imagining what must have happened last night. He mind was racing thinking of what Their Graces might have done with the new girl. She started to get aroused thinking of the duke’s cock and duchess’s pussy. Her thoughts drifted to Julia. Miriam hated her now and yet…she was so beautiful. She wanted to whip Julia to punish her and yet she also wanted to caress her and feel her skin. It looked so soft. She imagined Julia on the bed with Their Graces. Miriam’s hand slid down into her panties as she imagined Marcus and Vivian beckoning her to join them and the new slave. Her fingers moved to gently caress her clit as her other hand started to squeeze her tits. She imaged Julia being tied up and helpless before her as she rubbed her pussy. She wanted to feel Julia’s lips against her so badly.

***

Julia had been tied to the bondage chair for what seemed like forever. There were many of these chairs throughout the harem. A slave would be strapped into one naked, hands cuffed behind around the back of the chair and a strap across the upper chest and across the belly holding the torso still. Legs would be bound to leg rests that were sort of like stirrups. These could be adjusted to spread a slave’s legs as wide as the duke or duchess wanted. The chair could be adjusted and reclined as well. Sitting in the chair a slave would be totally immobile and helpless with completely free access to her pussy. 

Julia had a ball gag between her teeth and in between her thighs the head of a vibrating wand that was attached to a stand was pressed against her pussy. It buzzed away as it pressed against her clit. Miriam had turned on her arousal implant but also engaged the orgasm blocker. This left Julia teetering on the edge of orgasm but unable to cross over. Julia found herself squirming and pulling at her restraints but it was no use—she was trapped. She could barely move her hips so their was no relief from the relentless buzz of the vibrator against her engorged clitoris. 

Duchess Vivian liked to have several slaves bound naked in the bondage chairs around her while she went about her business. Each would have a vibrator pressed against her pussy. Vivian treated them like decorations. Sometimes she would edge the slaves like what was happening to Julia now. Other times she would turn the arousal implant up and the orgasm threshold down so the slave would be forced to climax over and over and over. 

If Vivian wanted some tied up slaves for decoration she would sometimes pick them herself but mostly she delegated this task to Miriam. Julia felt like it was no accident that Miriam had picked her to be strapped into to a bondage chair for the third day in a row.

Across the room, Julia could see a nude Daniela bound to a chair and gagged just as she was, vibrator positioned between her legs and pressed against her defenseless vulva. A third beta girl, Jessica, was also there and positioned in a bondage chair. Julia felt a combination of sadness, anger, depression and helplessness as she watched Daniela squirm in the chair trying desperately to relieve some of pressure from the vibrator on her pussy.

It was no accident that Daniela was there for the second day in a row as well. It was obvious that Miriam had noticed a connection between Julia and Daniela and had decided to use punishing her as a way to get back at Julia.

They were in a room in the harem that basically functioned as Duchess Vivian’s office. She would work on things like correspondence at the huge desk or perhaps sit and read, drinking tea brought to her by Miriam while captive girls moaned and writhed in the background. 

After a while Vivian strode into the room, looking as radiant as ever. She set her things on the desk and sat down, not really paying much attention to the captives. After a few moments she looked up and stared at Julia and then looked at Daniela and Jessica. Her eyes narrowed as she appeared to be thinking.

“Miriam!” she called out as she stood up and stepped up to Julia. “Come here please.”

Miriam walked in after a few moments and knelt down. “Yes Your Grace?”

“Rise,” said Vivian and Miriam complied. 

“Julia is on the bondage station again today. I remember her being there yesterday and the day before.”

“Yes, Your Grace,” replied Miriam slowly.

“Daniela was also here yesterday.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

“Why haven’t you rotated in new girls?”

“Well…You seemed to really like Julia so I thought that you would want to see her tied up for you frequently.”

Vivian smiled as snickered as she walked up to Miriam. “You’re so cute when you lie to me.” Julia was impressed with how insightful the duchess was.

“Your Grace…I…I,” stammered Miriam, looking flustered. Julia felt a bit of glee seeing Miriam put on her heels. Hopefully she would get punished for this.

“It’s fine. Julia is very beautiful, isn’t she? I certainly do love to see her bound and tortured. What did Daniela do to incur your ire?”

Miriam paused for a moment, looking to be considering her answer. She appeared to decide that it was better to simply come clean about her vindictiveness.

“She and Julia have been spending a lot of time together, so I think there is some kind of connection there,” Miriam eventually replied. 

“So you’re torturing her friend in front of her as a way to get back at her. Miriam you are so vicious! I love it! Your jealousy is so cute.”

“Thank you Your Grace,” Miriam replied with a bow, smiling after realizing that she was not going to be punished. 

“Put them back in the regular rotation though,” said the duchess as she sat down to begin her work. “I find your cattiness amusing so I’ll allow it, but only to a certain extent.”

***

Vivian had eventually finished her work and ordered the slaves to be released. Eventually, evening came. Julia looked for Daniela, having lost track of her. She wasn’t in her room and seemed to have disappeared after dinner. Miriam seemed to be absent as well.

Julia had been told by Alexandra, of the more alpha slaves, that the duke and duchess had sent for her so she made her way quickly to their quarters. She knocked on the door and heard Duke Marcus’s voice beckon her to come in. Julia entered the room and took in the scene in front of her. 

In the center of the room was Daniela. She was naked and on her knees in front of Marcus. She was seated on one of the bondage saddles that were common in the harem. Each had vibrating dildo that the slave would sit on so it filled her vagina a vibrating bulb in front of that which would press on the clitoris. Her legs were tied and attached to the saddle on which she knelt so she could not stand up or close her legs. Her arms were tied behind her and a rope attached to her wrists went up to the ceiling so her arms were being pulled up behind her putting pressure on her shoulders. She had David’s hard cock in her mouth and was fellating him. 

Vivian sat on the couch nearby with her legs spread. Miriam was kneeling between her thighs and giving her oral sex. Miriam’s hands were cuffed behind her back in a bondage harness. 

“Come on in Julia—no need to kneel. Miriam told me that you and Selena have been spending a lot of time together,” said Marcus. “I decided that you might make a nice addition to our little session.” Julia looked at Daniela as she moved her head back and forth, bobbing on the thick hard dick. She had to admit that it turned her on to see Daniela giving head while bound. However, something about this made her nervous. 

David pointed to a leather whip sitting on a table nearby. “Pick that up, Julia, and come over here.” She nervously moved over to the table and grasped the heavy handle. She slowly moved closer to them not knowing exactly what was about to happen. “I want you to whip Daniela’s pretty ass while she sucks my dick.”

Julia froze. She had never whipped anyone before although she had certainly been whipped herself. It did not feel good. 

“What are you waiting for?” he said, “I want you to turn that ass red while I fuck her face.”

Julia looked at Daniela. As their gaze met she saw Daniela nod her head slightly, as if she was telling her it was okay. 

“I..I don’t…” she stammered. 

“You don’t what?” Marcus snapped. His tone had noticeably hardened.

Julia realized that she had been about to make a huge mistake. She hated that Miriam had told the duchess about her friendship with Daniela. Now it was being used against her. She wanted to use the whip on Miriam instead but she knew better than to disobey Duke Marcus. She swung the whip and planted a light strike on Daniela’s behind. 

“That’s pathetic,” said Marcus, “You had better hit her much harder than that. If I’m not satisfied that you’re punishing her hard enough then I’m going to start whipping you. And you don’t want to think about how hard I’m going to thrash you. And after that, I’m going to whip her even harder.”

Julia looked at Daniela’s eyes. She briefly paused her fellatio to give a slight nod. Julia drew the whip back and planted a hard strike on Daniela’s buttock. Daniela jumped slightly and let out a little cry but did not stop sucking. Julia moved behind her and started alternating butt cheeks for each strike. She felt sick that she had to hurt another slave but she had no other options. Daniela was tolerating the torture fairly well but her ass was starting to get red. 

Julia looked at Marcus. He was clearly enjoying watching her whipping the other slave. He started to breathe heavily as he grabbed Daniela’s head and thrusted into her throat. Julia could hear her gagging with the deep thrusts. “I’m going to cum. Get on your knees.” Julia moved to kneel beside Daniela and opened her mouth. The duke pulled his dick out Daniela’s mouth and started jerking it. He grunted and spurted ropes of semen into Daniela’s mouth and then some in Julia’s mouth. “Now kiss and swallow it,” he ordered. Julia passionately put her lips to those of Daniela, the cum mixing in their mouths as their tongues intertwined. They swallowed the warm salty fluid as they kissed. Julia tried to kiss Daniela as passionately as she could to apologize for the beating. 

Julia felt feminine hands touch her and turned to see Vivian start caressing her and Daniela. “That was so hot,” she said. “Watching my husband drop his load in your mouth made me so turned on that I came right then.”

She turned and uncuffed Miriam’s hands who promptly started to untie Daniela. “Good job tonight girls,” said Vivian. “You are dismissed for now. Miriam, you stay.”Miriam turned to Julia, then smiled and winked.

***

As soon as they left the bedroom, Julia turned to Daniela. “I am so sorry!” she cried. Grabbing Daniela and embracing her, her arms hugging the other girl tight.

“It’s okay,” said Daniela softly as she hugged her back. “You didn’t hurt me. I’ll be fine. I’ve been flogged much worse than that.”

“I hate them all so much. Just when they show a little kindness they go back to being cruel,” Julia said, her eyes welling up with tears.

”We should try not to hate them because if we do, we won’t be as good at pleasing them and things will not go well for us.”

Daniela eventually broke the embrace. “We should probably head back—it’s getting late.” Julia nodded in agreement. She wanted to speak but there was a knot in her throat. She wiped the tears away. Daniela smiled warmly and held out her hand. Julia took it and they walked hand in hand back to the dormitory area. 

They walked in silence, feeling the connection between them, eventually arriving at the dormitory area. Daniela broke the silence.

“I liked kissing you,” she said softly. 

“I liked kissing you as well,” replied Julia, squeezing Daniela’s hand.

“Would you like to come in my room for a while?” asked Daniela after a long pause. 

“I would like that.”

Daniela brought her body close to Julia, and a thrill of excitement went through Julia’s chest. She could actually feel her heartbeat. Daniela ran a digit softly over the skin of her clavicle, sending an even greater thrill of excitement through her.

Julia desperately wanted to touch her, to be touched by her. She felt an intense urge to slip her hands underneath her robe and put her hands on her midsection, imagining her skin to be warm and soft. 

Julia backed herself up against the wall by the door to her room, an invitation that Daniela accepted as she ran her soft fingers over her hairline and moved her body close to hers. This made Julia even more excited, and blood rushed into her loins. Daniela leaned forward and placed her lips on Julia’s.

A part of Julia was enjoying this torrent of emotion, of desire, and the other part of her was overwhelmed. She enjoyed the sounds Daniela made, the sweet taste of her lips on her tongue, but especially her smell, a comforting blend of vanilla and her natural pheromones. A part of Julia had never experienced such intense desire.

They moved into Daniela’s room. Soon they were lying supine on her bed, Julia struggling to remove her robes and undergarments at the same time. Daniela mounted her and took off her own clothes. She brought her mouth to Julia’s breast. Julia was now overwhelmed with the sensations. Her pussy was now slick, and she was possessed by the desire to run their fingers over Daniela’s to find if she was also moist.

She was.

Daniela moaned with pleasure at Julia’s touch. Julia inserted two fingers into her moist slit while simultaneously rubbing her thumb over her clitoris. She moaned again in approval and began grinding her pussy into Julia’s hand. She plunged their digits even deeper and Daniela  gasped in delight.

She kissed Julia again, moving her hips in encouragement as Julia continued the rhythmic movements. Daniela placed her own hand on Julia’s pussy, causing an explosion of new sensation, and an intense desire that she would do more. Julia intensified the rhythmic movements of her hand.

“Oh! You’re going to make me cum,” mumbled Daniela. Julia fingered her even harder. Daniela  cried out, and Julia could feel the muscles clenching rhythmically as she orgasmed. Daniela opened her eyes and Julia looked into them. She felt safe here, correct here. Daniela looked down at Julia with satisfaction and leaned in to kiss her again.

She kissed Julia on her lips, her cheek, her neck, and then began moving her mouth down her body— her breasts, her torso, down to her smooth, bald mound. Her mouth was on Julia’s pussy, stroking her tongue around the outer labia in small, teasing strokes, and Julia was delirious with joy and arousal, moving her hips forward in encouragement, feeling their Daniela’s tongue run over her vulva, inside her vagina. 

“Mmm, you’re so sweet,” said Daniela licking her lips. 

Julia ran her hands through their Daniela’s hair, over her soft skin. “Don’t stop, please,” she said, and Daniela intensified her tongue movements, inserting her fingers inside her, and Julia began to experience her own climax. 

She cried out involuntary, loudly, her back arching, the muscles in her vagina contracting. The feeling from the orgasm subsided and she felt totally spent. Daniela kept her mouth against Julia’s pussy, her warm lips and tongue continuing to ever-so-gently caress Julia’s sensitive bud.

Julia sat up and grasped Daniela’s face, lifting it up. Daniela crawled forward and lay on top of Julia, their legs entwining as they embraced on another. Their soft breasts pressed against each other as their mouths met in a kiss. In that moment, all else fell away as they lay in each others’ arms.