052

JULIA
After she moaned her climax, Brianna handed me a napkin so I could finally clean my face. "I hope you're being kept busy, slave. You owe me a lot for providing Dawn, Zoe and Lucia for the weekend for your Master." Brianna stroked my hair and cheek, providing some measure of comfort for a poor slave without her Master.
"Yes, Mistress, very busy," I replied, dabbing at the cum around my mouth.
"Good. After the piercings, the aftercare won't allow you much sleep because they need to be treated every three hours. We'll let you doze as you can after nine so you're not too tired for your drive tomorrow, but there's nothing to prevent each of you from using your mouths, so expect to be used frequently until then."
"Yes, Mistress."
"How does your tattoo area feel?"
"It throbs, Mistress."
"The lack of orgasms to you will keep it aching more than you expect. You may use Tylenol for the pain, but no aspirin or ibuprofen as they're blood thinners. After the piercings, we'll provide analgesic and anti-bacterial creams. You may use them on your tattoo after the bandage comes off."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Go ahead and eat. You should keep your strength up."
"Thank you, Mistress."
I crawled out from under the table and took a seat with my fellow slaves. The meal was excellent as was most things in which Chantelle was involved.
At one-thirty, all three of us were led to the same room I'd received my tattoo. Since I wasn't getting pierced, I wondered why I was going, unless it was to observe the process for my own piercing at some later date. Lisa was the first one to go. She went into the chair and was strapped down as she was before. I saw for the first time how the legs of the chair could be parted, almost like a gynecological table.
"How badly does this hurt?" Lisa asked, unable to move the slightest after she was strapped in.
"No more than being whipped on your nipples and cunt," Monique replied. "We don't like you moving so we get the piercings perfectly aligned and in the exact location you want. Do you want horizontal or vertical piercings in your nipples."
"Horizontal," Lisa said.
Monique took out a medical looking contraption which adjusted and she fiddled with it until it fit over Lisa's breasts and nipples perfectly. "This does both of them at once. It has spring loaded needles, so it's very fast and precise."
She washed her hands and put on surgical gloves. She thoroughly washed Lisa's nipples with an antiseptic agent. She gave me Listerine mouthwash to gargle with.
"Why am I gargling with mouthwash?" I asked.
"To kill most of the germs in your mouth. You need to suck on Lisa's nipples to get them big and hard for the piercing. After you do so, we'll put them in this device after washing them with the antiseptic again." She pointed to a vibrator on a tray by the chair. "You will use that on Lisa until she orgasms. At the moment of climax, we'll do the piercing. Then we'll clean her cunt and do the piercing there while her body is still flooded with endorphins."
My purpose in the process now clear, I thoroughly rinsed my mouth with the Listerine, swishing for over two minutes. I then sucked on my sister slave's nipples until they were as taut as I could make them. Taking the vibrator, I started fucking Lisa with it. While I was engaged in pleasing her, Monique washed her breasts again and positioned the device on her nipples. At the moment of climax, Monique pulled a trigger and the needles pierced her flesh accompanied by Lisa's groan. There was very little bleeding, considering how flushed they'd been.
Monique removed the device, wiped her breasts with the antiseptic again and pulled her studs from an antiseptic bath and quickly inserted both of them. She replaced the two needles with new ones, taken from sterile packages. The process was treated almost like a doctors office, except for the use of my mouth to stimulate her. On the echo, Monique was washing Lisa's pussy with the same antiseptic, then used a long, curved needle to pierce her outer labia. Lisa flinched substantially. Monique re-swabbed the piercing and inserted the hoop Lisa had chosen for herself, also soaking in antiseptic. It locked into place. They held up a mirror so Lisa could see the piercings in her nipples and especially, the one in her labia. It looked lovely. If it weren't so sore right now and the risk of infection so great, I would have greatly loved licking my sister slave to an orgasm. Lisa was released from the chair and it was Rhonda's turn.
"Are you still sure you wish to do this, slave?" I asked.
"Yes, Domina."
I kissed her and she got in the chair and was strapped down. Her ornaments were placed beside the chair, soaking in antiseptic solution.
"Since Rhonda doesn't have a tattoo, you may use either the vibrator or your tongue to give her an orgasm."
I loved the tangy sweetness of my slave's cunt, so the answer was easy. "My tongue."
While they washed the areas to receive the piercings, Monique made me use the Listerine mouthwash once more. My slave's nipples were naturally erect and pouty, but they were still teased to tautness and blood infused fullness as the contraption was adjusted for her breasts and nipples. After washing them again, it was locked into place and I began giving my slave an orgasm. She couldn't wriggle and squirm, being bound so tightly to the chair, but her moans were music as her release grew closer. At the first sign of her orgasm, Monique pulled the trigger and both nipples were perforated with a wide gauge needle. The device was removed, both breasts washed again and her two jeweled studs inserted in the puckered buds.
I stepped back and Rhonda's pussy was swabbed with antiseptic once more, dabbed dry with a clean cotton towel. Monique pinched the outer labia in the fingers of one hand and made the insertion, Rhonda groaning slightly. She wiped it again, then inserted the hoop, gold because it looked so marvelous on her dark skin. They held a mirror up for Rhonda so she could look at her new slave jewelry.
"I love the look, slave," I said. "You look splendid."
"Thank you, Domina."
Monique handed us four tubes of ointment. "This is an analgesic/antiseptic salve. It helps prevent infection while the piercings heal, as well as deaden the normal ache. You need to put it on the piercings every three hours for the next three days. Put it on the tattoos when the bandages are removed tomorrow and every three hours. It's why I gave you four tubes. I want you to set a timer on your watch, starting now, so you do it without fail. We've never had a case of infection when people follow the instructions." I set my watch timer. "If you shower, put it on immediately after the shower to replace what washed off. If the analgesic in the cream is not sufficient to tame the pain, you can use Tylenol." She handed us a small bottle. "Do not use aspirin nor ibuprofen, both of which are blood thinners. We want to keep bleeding to a minimum. Don't remove the jewelry we inserted for at least a week. We want the wounds to heal nicely before you start replacing jewelry. Don't hang anything on the hoop in your cunts for at least two weeks, then you may hang something light from it. You won't be wearing any clothes until you leave, and then only outer garments. The more air they receive, the quicker they will heal. No oral attentions to the piercings for those three days. The salve doesn't taste good anyway. Any questions?"
We all said no. Neither Lisa nor Rhonda would be getting any oral sex for the next three days, which wasn't good in a place filled with lesbians.
"You may lie down at Sam's until supper to give yourself some time for the pain to dissipate. After supper, you'll be back on cunt licking duty until nine. Since you need to get up every three hours to apply the salve, you won't get much rest, which is why you may go to bed earlier. You'll be awakened at 7:30 tomorrow morning to resume your duties after breakfast. After lunch, you may depart for Fresno."
"Thank you, Monique."
"You're welcome." She kissed each of us and sent us on our way. We made our way back to Sam's and lay down. We didn't snuggle, mostly lying on our back attempting to remain still as much as possible.
As we lay there, staring up at the ceiling, I told them of Shasta's gang rape and the accident caused by the gang leader attempting to take Shasta's son.
Rhonda was pissed. "Is she going to prosecute the sons of bitches who did this, Domina?"
"The gang leader is dead. He died in the same crash that injured her. He's the only one who wanted her child. I don't believe she wants the others arrested for rape. Not only doesn't she want to have to testify in court, which might bring more danger to herself or her family, I suspect she doesn't want her child to know how he was conceived."
"Fuck! I know some of those bastards. We've had run-ins with them before. Even if we don't arrest the assholes, maybe I can make their lives hell for other reasons."
"That's up to you, but I wanted to do something else, and I might need your help in doing it, Lisa."
"What do you want to do?"
"Our health insurance doesn't provide for cosmetic surgery. For Christmas, I'd like to pay to have some of her scars repaired, particularly on her face. I'm not sure how much it would cost and although we've banked a lot of money, I may not have enough to do it myself."
"I'll go in for half," Lisa said.
"No you won't," Rhonda said, "as I'm going in for a third."
I squeezed both of their hands. "Thank you. Is it any wonder I love you both as much as I do. I'm so happy."