Chapter 2

It was always quiet on Friday mornings at Justine’s Law offices.

She was idly flipping through photos of last weekends wild daughter-swapping orgy with Rosie the LUSH Shop lesbian. The video clips of their fourteen-year-old daughters Molly and Chloe tribbing on the sheepskin rug and the four of them riding the dildos on a table brought distinct dampness between her thighs.

The ringing phone dragged her back to reality.”You’ve got a visitor, Ms Miller” announced the young receptionist, “I’ve put her in the conference room - she doesn’t look very happy.”

Rosie certainly wasn’t very happy - pinning Justy to the wall as soon as she closed and locked the conference room door. “Look at this,” she screamed into Justy’s face.

Justy went very pale, recognising the pile of twisted metal, plastic, batteries and wires on the table as a destroyed chastity belt.

“I had to cut this disgusting thing off my beautiful daughter - who do you suppose locked her into it?”

“My daughter Moll?” breathed Justy. “Are you sure?”

“Yes - your disgusting Domme daughter Moll and her filthy school friend Nicky did this to her after yesterday’s netball practice. It was clearly R.A.P...”

Justy thrust a hand over Rosie’s mouth to stop her from uttering that unacceptable word.

“I’m not a criminal lawyer, but I think it’s only raping when a real penis is involved. I’m sure it was just a misunderstanding...” began Justy.

“Misunderstanding? You call this a misunderstanding?”

Justy looked nervously at the two vibrators attached to the destroyed chastity belt. “This is probably just a bit of lesbian play.”

“I don’t fucking care what it’s called. They locked her into this abomination and beat her up. Just look at these photos!”

Rosie calmed down enough to flip through a set of obscene pictures on her tablet, that she had taken of a topless Chloe, showing deep welts across her bruised breasts, stomach and thighs, before moving around the back to photographically inspect the criss-cross stripes on her young buttocks.

“Oh dear - they do look painful,” offered Justy, growing a little damp inside her silk panties. “Moll can get a bit over-enthusiastic”, opening her own blouse to reveal the deep lacerations surrounding each clamped nipple.

Suddenly Rosie made a grab for her new sub’s red hair, forcing her head back for a deep kiss. “Why don’t you come to the shop at lunchtime so we can sort out this little misunderstanding. Now, hold your hands out, slut.”

Rosie clamped a heavy steel bracelet tightly around each of Justy’s wrists, smashing them together so they stuck fast magnetically.

“How on earth am I supposed to do any work?”

Justy struggled but failed to separate her arms.

Rosie left, laughing, “You’ll figure it out. You can still reach your cunt. Just make sure you’re at the shop at 12:00 if you want the key.”

Moll responded to her mum’s desperate call on the first ring. Yes, she did admit to dominating her friend Chloe a bit forcefully but swore it was all done in fun.

“Fun? Her mother said you sluts raped her!”

“Mum, it was all fully consensual. Chloe found this chastity belt in the girls changing rooms and wanted to try it on.”

“Yes...”

“Then it got a bit out of hand in the showers after the lock closed around her waist. Nicky stuffed the keys into Chloe’s mouth and flushed her head down the toilet. The stupid bitch must have opened her mouth to scream. Then the keys disappeared round the bend.”

“How old are you all? Ten again?”

“No, mum, you know full well we’re all fourteen, otherwise we wouldn’t be allowed in this story...”

“So what did you do to release her?”

“We tried everything, but Chloe was too embarrassed to talk to the Headmistress because she kept climaxing. We tried to call out a mobile locksmith, but they just laughed. We managed to free her hands with some bolt cutters, but the belt steel was too thick.”

“Rosie showed me the two vibrating dildos...”

“Poor cow probably had to walk all the way home as the anal vibrator stopped her sitting down on the bus.”

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