“My name is Anita. I’m 23, a vigilante, and a prisoner. I’m sitting here in my cell after a failed attempt at rescuing my friend Kristina. I came so close but I made a mistake getting caught. I’m surprised they found me to! I mean, I only stepped on three twigs, I never thought it was such a big deal. Of course, this is really my first time doing my stuff in a forest.”

“Anyways, sitting here with my hands chained above my head completely naked, I start to think of how I got into this predicament. It all comes back to me. I mean, what else am I going to do? Talk with the rats? Wait…rats? Oh my god! Get…me…outta…HERE! Okay, calm down. If they come, your feet are free so just kick them away. Great, so how am I supposed to reminisce about how I got here if I have to worry about the rats? I mean, this place is soooo dark and soooo gloomy. Water drops everywhere forming puddles in my cell. It looks like someone just stuck a metal gate in a cave and attached some chains to a wall. And no light either. I mean, at least when I was being held captive by the duo Sugar and Spice they at least gave me a pillow. Sure it was beat up, but I had something to rest my head against. That and it was fun to rest my head against while they double-teamed me.”

“Knees up, you little cunt!” Shouts a woman from the outside.

“No!” Is the reply that is soon followed by a cracking noise and a loud scream.

“Hey!” Anita shouts, looking up at the spike ceiling above her, “I’m trying to think down here! Geez, some people.”

Anita shakes her head as she tries to think back. In case you can’t tell by now, Anita is quite dumb, She has no idea that Kristina out there being whipped and forced to raise her knees for some sick, sadistic bitch.

More cracks from a whip echo into the caves as Anita rolls her eyes in irritation. What irritates her more isn’t the crack of the whip, but the screams of pain that follow. Anita wishes she can just go up there and gag Kristina. Then maybe she can go back into her cage and think.

“Please. Please no! No more! Anitaaagh! Help…”

More whip sounds are heard as Kristina begs for her life. Anita, on the other hand, just hums a little tune trying to drown it all out.

“Alright. That’s enough training for this morning. Come inside and I’ll treat you to one of my slave girls pussy.”

“Th-thank-you, mistress. You are too kind.”

“Shut the fuck up. You’re licking a slave’s pussy because your tongue is too vial for mine.”

“Ye-yes, mistress.”

And that is it. The sounds finally end, as does Anita’s humming. Rolling her eyes in satisfaction, Anita lets out a deep sigh.

“Finally. Sheesh. I thought they’d never end.”

“Alright, so where was I? Oh ya, I was gonna rescue my friend Kristina when I was caught by this huge woman. I mean the woman was huge. It would’ve taken like…like…50 of me to match her height! Okay, well, maybe that’s just a slight exaggeration. It may only take three of me. The point is she was tall and her breasts; wow. I never saw any that big before, and I’ve buried my face in a lot of breasts. Yep, I’ve sworn off men forever. I figure the only gender that can satisfy me is my own. The feel of squeezing Kristina’s breasts in my hands, the taste of her shaven pussy and her soft moist lips. God I wanna masturbate to her image. But these damn chains. I can try with my heel, but that just doesn’t do it.”

“Oh, and speaking about breasts, mine are actually quite large. I know saying that truly comes out of centre field but I feel it needs to be known. In fact, these weren’t my idea. They weren’t even Kristina’s, but she sure loves them. They were a form of my archrival Jessica to see me in my alter ego. I knew hers, but she didn’t know mine and didn’t find that fair. So when she captured me, she hired some surgeon to enlarge my breasts to the biggest he could make them. When it was all finished, she fucked me. I mean I just got off the table and she jumped me. Then she let me go and told me to watch out. Kristina asked why she didn’t just kill me then and there, I didn’t know what she meant. If she killed me, then what point would there be in enlarging my breasts? I called Jessica after telling Kristina that and she agreed. I have a really weird relationship with my enemies.”

“Will you stop that you little bitch? Your mistress is here and I want your attention.” This comes form a woman dressed all in latex. Her shoes are latex, her corset is latex, and her gloves are latex. All pink latex to be exact. Anita just glares at her.

“It’s about time you showed up. I was ready to leave this place and rescue my friend!”

The woman folds her arms over her bare bust and smiles as she tilts her head to the side. “Oh, really? Do it now and I’ll let you both go.”

Anita struggles hard for a while trying to loosen her arms. “C’mon, almost got it. Dang, it’s back on. C’mon Anita, this is for Kristina. Do it, do it do it!” Then Anita suddenly starts screaming out in pleasure with moans and groans as the woman just raises an eyebrow watching all this. Finally Anita stops and sheepishly looks at the woman. “I guess I can’t now. But I did before! You just weren’t down here so you couldn’t see.”

The woman, unsure of Anita or why she’s even bothered to keep her, slowly nods in agreement before she opens the cage door and approaches Anita. As the woman approaches her, Anita pushes out her chest and points her tits right in the face of the woman where ever she goes. Finding this quite annoying, the woman slaps the right breast forcing Anita to unarch her back. Before Anita can push her chest out again, the woman clamps on a collar and walks away. Shaking her head, Anita tries to remove this confining mixture of leather and metal from her neck. But finding her attempts unsuccessful, Anita looks back up at the woman to find her gone.

“Ya, that’s right. You better run!” Shouting this out makes Anita feel somewhat better about herself. But now with the collar on her, she feels more naked and vulnerable than before. “I haven’t felt this vulnerable since I was captured by my arch rival Sistrum. She put a collar on me and forced me to crawl and bark. Then she put on a strap-on and fucked me from behind.”

Finding no one to see any interest in her story, Anita slowly struggles a little more thinking that for some reason this time she might escape. But after failing, Anita slumps down as far as she’ll go, which isn’t very far.

“Yep, I’m in a tough bind here. Kristina went out one night, and when she didn’t come back I started to grow worried. I looked for her but all I found was a note that said she was here. So I decided to come here and rescue her but I found out that it was going to be harder than I thought. I arrived last week and I haven’t left this spot since. I’ve been fed and watered, but I never got much company besides the woman and the rats. Oh no, I just remembered them.”

“Was that pussy to your liking?” A voice called from above. Anita was about to answer when she hears Kristina’s voice instead.

“Yes, mistress. V-very mu—“

“I don’t care. You’re a fucking ponygirl. What do I care what you like? Now march!” The woman demands as she cracks the whip a couple of times. This time, there was no return “no” from Kristina.

“Poourrrr little girl. Stuck here all alone, right sister?” That sounded like a cat, Anita thinks to herself. Looking back at the cell door, she finds two women standing there both looking more feline and human. Humanoid cats to be exact. One has brown stripes and a light brown coat with a white belly. Her long hair matches the colour of her stripes as her evil eyes matches the colour of her fur coat. The other, who stood sideways looking in, was a gray and blue cat woman. He long hair tied in a ponytail, her green eyes seems more worried than evil.

“That’s right, sister. I can’t wait to have some purrrfect fun with this one.” Anita has no response to the brown cat who licks her lips invitingly. Her brown eyes seems to pierce right into Anita’s soul and she was somehow able to sense her fear.

“It all depends on the mistress, dear sisterrrr.” It was that point which was brought up by the grey cat that made Anita truly wonder about them. She has never seen women like this before, and she has thought this place’s bizarre level met it’s height with the woman who first caught her.

“Um…” Both cat girls looked at Anita and smile at her small voice. Anita suddenly blushes, She didn’t know what they were thinking or what they meant earlier, but she has to know. “There’s more than one mistress?”

Slowly, both smiles on the cat girls tune themselves up as they instantly begin to giggle. The brown cat openly laughs as the grey cat covers her mouth. Anita just looks between them like they were crazy before she continues on.

“I mean if there is, do you think the other might let my friend—“

“Stop.” The grey cat says between giggles.

“There’s only one mistress. Didn’t you know that?” The brown cat adds after her laughter has ended. Yet she still has a giggle every now and then. The grey cat on the other hand, her laughter is halted when she develops a case of the hiccups. But it doesn’t seem to stop her from giggling lightly.

“You came here to rescue you’re friend, right?” Questions the grey cat who has finally stopped giggling and hiccupping. Anita nods quickly as a loud crack was heard above them. Anita ignored this along with the cat girls. “Well, the mistress might give you a chance. You just have to pass some tests, is all. If that ends up being the case, then we’d be your first I think.”

“Hopefully” Quickly adds the brown cat. The grey cat looks at her and nods. Anita, a little perplexed, looks up at the ceiling and listened to the sounds of Kristina’s screaming before she looks back down at the cat girls.

“Um…so how do I start these tests?”

“If the mistress allows you to start them,” begins the brown cat, “she’ll tell you.”

“I hope she does. Those look like purrrfect milk jugs, right sister?” The grey cat licks her lips again as the brown cat proceeds to copy her sister.

“That they do.” The brown cat answers back. “That they do.”

And with that, they hop down to all fours and scamper off into the darkness leaving Anita alone. Slowly, a smile stretches across her face as she let out a small scream and kicks her legs.

“Ooooo, they were soooo cute! I want one!” Anita continues to scream until she hears something hit the cage door. It was the woman from earlier. Behind her was Kristina breathing heavily. She wore heeless shoes, a chastity belt, a collar, a bridle, and a harness. The part in her mouth is completely soaked in saliva. Her hair is even tied back in a neat high ponytail. In the woman’s hands, were the reins that attach to Kristina’s bridle. Anita now grew serious, but silent. She had tried the talking card earlier, but it got her nowhere. So instead, she allows the woman to speak.

“You wish to free your friend, don’t you?” The woman asks.

As if she has to think about it. Anita gives a solid, stern nod in response.

“Very well. Just pass a few tests and the girl is yours again.”

Anita wants to tell her that Kristina isn’t some object to be passed around from person to person, but she instead decides to remain quiet once again.

“These tests will see if you truly wield the strength to save your friend. While you are on these tests, you needn’t worry about my new acquisition. She will be properly taken care of as the ponygirl she is. Though more on you, after you pass each test you will be forced to put on an article of ponygirl attire. When you are fully garmented, come and see me and I’ll release your friend along with you. If there are any objections…”

“No.” Anita quickly responds interrupting the woman.

The woman, not too pleased with the interruption, gives Kristina’s reins a pull forcing her to step forward. Then, the woman reaches into her pocket and pulls something out. Kristina’s expression is instant horror as the woman is the complete opposite. She smiles as she pulls a small remote into view and pushes the button. Kristina jolts her chest forward as Anita can see tiny sparks emanating from her nipples.

“Stop! Please! You’re hurting her!” Anita cries out.

The woman just presses the button again and again. Each time Kristina’s chest jolts in a new direction as she screams out in pain. Even the bit in her mouth can’t stop the full sound of her scream. Anita, crying now, doesn’t know what to do as she tries to pull herself away from the wall. But tiring out, Anita whimpers as the woman smiles at the sight. Beginning to put the remote away, she huffs a small powerful laugh.

“That’s better. Lesson one for you is to learn that your ‘friend’ is nothing more than a mere object suited for my pleasure. She is being trained to serve me in many ways. And I do not take kindly to cunts like you telling me how to manage my property. Do you understand?”

Anita whimpers a few more times until she finally answers. ”Yes.”

The woman gives Kristina another jolt and Anita shoots her head up.

“Please!” Anita shouts out, forgetting the first lesson.

The woman lets it slide this time.

“’Yes’ what?” The woman demands.

“Yes…mistress.” Anita slowly and hesitantly answers back.

The woman glares at her and gives Kristina another shock.

“Yes mistress! I will obey!” Anita shouts out hoping that it’s what the woman wishes to hear.

Pleased, the woman lowers the remote and motions for a slave girl to approach them. A slave girl, dressed in a harlequin outfit, opens the door and approaches the defeated Anita. Attaching a leash to Anita, the harlequin slave removes the shackles from Anita’s wrists and pulls her to her feet. Giving the chain a quick tug, the harlequin slave takes Anita out of the prison. Along the way, both Anita and the harlequin slave keep their gaze away from their mistress. Once they are gone, the woman turns to Kristina and smiles.

“Now then, you heard her give a demand right?” Kristina’s eyes widen with fear as the woman raises the remote back up. “Of course you did.”