Violet thought she had found a happy home. An adopted member of the Reed
family, her friend Jenny and her Jenny's step-father had taken her in
several months ago when her parents had died in a car crash. It wasn't hard
to get along with those two. They also had been through a lot after losing
Jenny's mother to cancer. But Violet wanted more than just family status.
She knew that Mr. Reed was very wealthy, with no living relatives other
than Jenny. She knew she could use her looks and brain to lure him into
signing over his share of the wealth to her. Jenny wasn't the problem.
Having attended private schools most of her life in another state, nobody
really knew her well in the small town they now lived in. If she where to
disappear, little would be said by anybody other than her step father, and
their where ways to distract him from complaining.

Violet was only 18 but was a beauty already. Her slim body stood at 5'8",
and with the help of some high heels, she was a statuesque beauty. She had
the perfect ass, both round but trim and a thin waist. Her athletic
shoulders made her large breasts stand out in a perky fashion, one that
attracted any warm blooded man, and some women for that matter! Her face
was that of both youth and experience, with long blonde hair to give her a
soft look. The plan had been laid out. She had used her insurance money to
purchase what she needed, and secretly set up the large basement to suit
her purposes. The plan would start tonight, with Jenny.

It was an early evening for the two 18 year olds. Mr. Reed was out on
business and the two decided to spend the night in front of the TV watching
old movies. Violet suggested that they warm the house up and lounge around.
Violet quickly ran up stairs and came down in a slinky negligee, dancing on
the stairs like a stripper. Jenny laughed and clapped as her friend moved,
then she agreed, probably wanting to be a bit naughty like her friend
Violet. She ran upstairs to find a lacy bra and g-string lying on her bed,
set there by Violet. In moments she moved down the stairs, trying to top
her friend's sultry moves. As they met at the bottom, Jenny continued,
running hands up Violets legs and over her breasts. Violet smiled and
encouraged her until Jenny laughed and charged into the living room. They
sprawled out in front of the large fireplace and flipped on the TV. Violet
offered Jenny a drink and, after only a few minutes, Jenny had slipped off
to sleep. Violet flipped off the TV and began undressing her friend. The
panty and bra slipped off easily, revealing the trim athletic form of the
brunette. Shorter but well built, Jenny had played tennis for years,
building her body into a wonderful shape. She also had larger breasts, a
fact that caused trouble for athletic bras, but would serve Violet's
purpose well.

It took only half an hour to prepare Jenny. First her pussy was shaved,
then Violet applied a salve that she had found in Europe. It was designed
to prevent any future hairgrowth. She spread it not only between her legs
but over her legs, arms and under arms. Finally, she slipped a thick
leather collar around Jenny's neck and locked it into place. She lifted
Jenny onto the whipping aparatus she had carried up from the basement. Her
ankles where strapped wide apart to bars at floor level. Her body was bent
forward at the waist and she was leaned across a padded bar. Her wrists
where strapped to the upper bars that stretched away from the lower posts.
A small winch allowed Violet to pull the straps tight until Jenny was
stretched. Her body was at a slight angle up, but accessable from all
sides, including access to her dangling breasts. As Jenny began to wake up,
Violet stuffed a huge ball gag between her teeth and strapped it into
place.

Jenny looked around in confusion as she realized her predicament. As she
caught sight of the now naked Violet, she tried to ask what was happening.
Violet ignored her, running her hands over the girl's body. She tweaked her
left nipple and, as Jenny flinched in pain, took note of the quality of the
bondage. Finally she took a long cat-o-nine tails and displayed it in front
of Jenny.

"I'm sorry to tell you, Jenny. But you are now my slavegirl. No, this is
not a joke. I've decided to train you to service me, then I will sell you
to an overseas bidder." Violet smiled as she began to swing the whip
through the air. "First, though, I want to show