Logged On

[little_golden]

Katheryn felt relief as his/her next words flashed across her screen:

The_Monitor: Sister Slut, you may go about your daily chores when you are fully dressed.

"Thank you... Thank you" Katheryn spoke sarcastically to the computer screen. She was about to log off herself when new words scrolled across her screen:

The_Monitor: I believe I told you that you were to wear all the items. That would include the vibrator.

"The vibrator? What?" Katheryn spoke to the silent monitor. She knew he/she was watching her. So she picked it up off the floor. Licked it quickly to make sure it was clean and to moisten it. Then she slipped it in very slowly... a half inch... then an inch... then two inched..... then four inches.

"Bastard!" she hissed at the screen since she assumed he/she couldn't hear her.

Katheryn typed one handed as she held the big vibrator.

Cyber_Kitty69: Okay... I'm doing it... But how am I supposed to keep it in?

The_Monitor: How you keep that within you all day is up to your wisdom, but should I see that you have let it fall then the website will be opened to the public.

Cyber_Kitty69: I'll keep in it... I promise.

The_Monitor: Did I tell you that the website has now been prepared? If you wish, you may view it for yourself. It is located at: www.cyberkitty69.com and currently secured with a password of your real name, all in lower case letters.

The_Monitor: I will speak with you later, Sister Slut. Ensure that you check if you receive any messages from me requesting your assistance or compliance with any further instruction.

The_Monitor logged off. Katheryn was angry and worried. She held the vibrator inside her pussy and felt silly but strangely excited too. She wasn't a woman that relied on dildos to get her satisfaction or pleasure. Yet this big 10 inch dick was there and ready to please her.

Explorting his/her website was terrifying to her. There she was in a series of photographs taken from camera's about the house. She was dressed in the first batch and they all seemed impromptu that created as aspect of voyeurism to her as she watched. As she explored the links she ventured onto several pages of her playing and toying with her pussy. For several of them she was sitting in front of her computer with her hand busily touching herself.

Where did they get them? If I knew I was being taped... I would never have.... Katheryn lamented mentally.

As she continued to explore, she found a bio page that listed her full name, address, telephone number, age, vital statistics (down to her bra size, shoe size, and favorite color). There were a dozen new pictures where she had posed and stripped down for the_Monitor. The effect was that she looked like some paid stripper or hooker. The bio switched from the believable bio info into total bullshit that stated she was bisexual and had tons of deviant sexual desires. It even suggested she was into having sex with animals and loved dogs the best.

As she scrolled around she was surprised when a new link appeared. She clicked on it and was stunned when a page of photos emerged with her dressed in the kinky black vinyl nun's outfit. The pictures were less than 5 minutes old and already they were posted.

Katheryn quickly went back to the home page and found a series of her sleeping. She was in her room tossing and turning on the bed. The shots caught her on several different nights.

"Bastard's been invading my privacy for more than a few nights!" Katheryn cursed at the screen.

Then as she moved backwards she saw new links. Clicking upon them she was paralyzed with fear as she saw her son's and daughter's school pictures labelled "Cumming Soon."

Katheryn panicked. Her motivation was now complete. She hurried up the stairs and started her routine. She wondered around the house for several minutes before deciding to get on with her day.

First she vacuumed the house, then did her dusting and some picking up. It was weird doing things one handed as she held a vibrator between her legs. It had been about an hour when the doorbell sounded............

"Shit!" Katheryn yelled out as she wrestled with whether or not to answer the door...

 

[BadForm]

Tattytwat

Beatrice knocked on the door, eager to see what had happened to Kathrynn. If her own experiences with The_Monitor were anything to go by, which she knew they certainly were from some other slaves, then she wanted to see how Kathrynn was doing. What had The_Monitor demanded of her so far?

Dressed in her normal, formal blouse and starched pants, Beatrice waited by the door but found it was not answered. She knocked again and opened the letter box, calling inside.

"Kathrynn, I know you're in there... It's me, Tattytwat."

She blushed at the name. Calling it out in public always made her ashamed even when she had checked there was nobody there but herself and the person she was calling to. Yet now Kathrynn was one of The_Monitor's slaves, Beatrice knew she would be expected to use their slave names when dealing with each other.

"Kathrynn," she called out. "I know you must be in there. The_Monitor always demands their slaves remain available for whatever they want them to do."

It took a moment for the words to sink in, and when they did Kathrynn was even more disheartened. "Their slaves?" she thought. "What they want them to do..." The_Monitor was more than one person? Suddenly the variation in the words typed by The_Monitor made sense. The first had seemed... well, normal except for his or her demands, the second typed in jargon that reminded her of her own children and the third... well he seemed formal, almost pious even if one could imagine a religious figure acting like that.

Without receiving an answer, Beatrice walked over to look through the window and see if Kathrynn was home. She caught sight of Kathrynn standing in the kitchen through the slightly parted curtains and beckoned her to open the door. From what she could see, Kathrynn had been given a delicious first experience.

 

[little_golden]

Katheryn was terrified that someone was banging on the door. On one hand she didn't want anyone to see but on the other she didn't want to piss off the_Monitor and have her compromising pictures posted all over the web.

"What do I do... What do I do?" she asked herself aloud as she fretted. For the moment she ran into the kitchen in the effort to hide herself. In the reflection of a woman she saw her lovely self dressed foolish in a black vinyl nun's costume with a butt plug in her little bum and a big vibrator partly stuck in her pussy. There was an enormous sense of sexual frustration in her and now the fact that someone was at her door only further heightened her sexual needs.


In the quietness Katheryn heard a woman's voice:

"Kathrynn, I know you're in there... It's me, Tattytwat."

"Kathrynn... I know you must be in there. The_Monitor always demands their slaves remain available for whatever they want them to do."

"Shit!" Katheryn whispered as she realized it was Beatrice.

Maybe it's his plan to send her here. I better let her in Katheryn decided.

If I get a coat on or something.... The_Monitor will punish me... I'll have to risk it... Katheryn decided as she walked to the door dressed in the sexy little black vinyl nun's outfit while holding the 10" dildo in her pussy. It was tricky hurrying to the door as the dildo slid back and forth ever so slightly but still the pleasure was intense.

Katheryn was confused as she thought about just who "The_Monitor" might be. But she couldn't figure it out.

Katheryn knelt low as she opened the door. She was desperate to avoid being seen by her neighbors. But was at the door in the outfit with the dildo but she was trying to reduce her exposure. Looking out the door, Beatrice was gone...

"Shit!" Katheryn yelled out in panic as she assumed she had missed the_Monitor's agent and would be in deep shit. Forgetting her modesty she ran out into the front yard to try to call out to Beatrice before she reached her own house.

As she reached the bottom step she yelled out in a panic.

"Tattytwat.... Tattytwat... It's me Sister Slut.... I'm home... I didn't hear the door!" Katheryn yelled out in case Beatrice was on the other side of her fence and walking up her laneway.

As she took a few more steps, to her utter shock, Beatrice was just turning around from having her face pressed to Katheryn's kitchen window.

"Tattytwat you were spying on me!" Katheryn yelled out angrily.

From the look on Beatrice's face, and her smug little grin, Katheryn remembered the ridiculous outfit she was wearing and the fact that she still had a dildo in one hand which was partway into her dainty little hot wet pussy.

"Oh Tattytwat come inside quick... I think Old Mr, Burns is staring out the window at us!" Katheryn whispered.

Moments later the pair were inside.....

"I feel so stupid!" Katheryn confessed.

 

[BadForm]

Tattytwat

Beatrice followed Kathrynn into the house with her eyes wide. Already The_Monitor had demanded she dress liked this? At least Beatrice's own first punishment had been hideable - even if it was permanent and painful. Either Kathrynn had really pissed The_Monitor off or they had selected her for special treatment.

"Sister Slut?" she breathed at last, as she took in the outfit and paid particular attention to the exposed breasts linked with the golden nipple clamps. "Holy shit... you are hot."

Kathrynn was as shocked as she was embarrassed - Beatrice never spoke like this. She was a prude, or so she had thought in the past. She still acted it in public, but from what little she had learned so far, The_Monitor no longer let her truly be such.

"Sister Slut..."

Beatrice began to pace around Kathrynn, looking at her from every angle. She even bent down at one point and raised the habit to look at where the butt plug and dildo were stuck into her.

"Damn... I hope they let me play with you some... you look fantastic."

She laughed as she registered Kathrynn's protestations of shame and humiliation.

"This is nothing, Sister Slut. This is just the beginning... have they told you about your training plan yet?"

She could see from the look on Kathrynn's face that they hadn't. Beatrice sighed.

"Shame, I would love to know what they have planned for you... where they're going to exhibit you and who you're going to get to serve..."

Suddenly she stopped talking as she heard a trilling sound from the basement.

"AIM?" she said, recognizing the tone. "We better check it, it might be The_Monitor."

Together the two women went downstairs and saw that indeed there was a message on the screen.

The_Monitor: Tattytwat, who gave you permission to tell Sister Slut anything about us? Who, pray, suggested that you break confidences with a new slave in letting her into things from your training program? I do not believe that I did.

Beatrice mumbled a curse under her breath as she looked at the screen. She couldn't believe she had been so stupid, but she had so wanted to see Kathrynn join the ranks of The_Monitor's slaves that she'd ignored most basic protocol. Now she was in trouble.

The_Monitor: Very well, Sister Slut, you performed poorly when commanded to allow yourself to be seen sleeping last night and you attempted to find a safe solution to your predicament today.

The_Monitor: Now we will give you one more chance to redeem yourself.

The_Monitor: Obviously Tattytwat has broken our rules...

The next words seemed to come after a delay and sounded annoyed.

The_Monitor: Yes, The_Monitor is an organization, not an individual. This is something that you should not have learned for some time yet. Now stop worrying about who we are. You will likely never meet us all.

The_Monitor: Now, are you paying attention?

The_Monitor: As I stated, Tattytwat broke our rules. She must be punished.

The_Monitor: It is time to demonstrate your ability to think appropriately for us. I wish you to select her punishment.

The_Monitor: Bear in mind, Sister Slut, that Tattytwat has been a slave for almost three years now.

The_Monitor: There is nothing, short of death, that you cannot propose for her punishment.

As the cursor blinked away, Beatrice gave her a desperate look.

 

[little_golden]

Katheryn was glad to be in her house and hidden from the peering eyes of her neighbors.

I'm not a slut... I don't want them to think I am... I look stupid outside running around like a two bot hooker in heat Katheryn scolded herself as she now nervously paced the kitchen floor with Beatrice in tow.

Beatrice's first words were a slap in her face as it confirmed th indignity heaped upon her by The_Monitor:

"Sister Slut?... Holy shit... you are hot."

Katheryn's first reaction was to try to cover her nipples which were so porminently displayed. This was her female neighbor. The woman whom she dispised as a gossip, a stuck up do-gooder and a snob. Yet here she was stuck in the same mess. Katheryn's mind was a million miles away so Beatrice spoke again a little more firmly:

"Sister Slut?..."

"Yes... Yes Beatrice... I mean Tattytwat...." Katheryn replied. For some insane reason she had the urge to be polite as if she was standing fully dressed before Beatrice. As she thought about this her face turned crimson red as she blushed like a virgin on her wedding night.

"What are you doing?" Katheryn asked as Beatrice still fully dressed seeemd to be walking around Katheryn inspecting her like a trainer or someone buying an antique and looking for flaws or imperfections so that they can haggle over price.

"Don't... Don't say a word" Katheryn spoke harshy as Beatrice touch the dildo and the butt plug.

"I know... I know I look like an idiot bimbo and probably seem sex starved... but I'm not... The-Monitor is blackmailing me ... everything is against my will.... I'm stuck...." Katheryn started to explain.

Katheryn knew either Beatrice was either not listening or simply didn't care for she replied:

"Damn... I hope they let me play with you some... you look fantastic."

Again Katheryn blushed, protested her innocence in the whole ordeal and quietly suffered shame and humiliation.

I'll never live this down... This woman's mouth is huge... How do I shut her up? Katheryn worried.

Beatrice replied with her own smug smile:

"This is nothing, Sister Slut. This is just the beginning... have they told you about your training plan yet?"

"What are you talking about?" Katheryn replied angrily and with a very confused and surprised look on her face.

Beatrice filled on some of the gaps as she spoke:

"Shame, I would love to know what they have planned for you... where they're going to exhibit you and who you're going to get to serve..."

"What do you mean "exhibit me" or "serve"? Katheryn questioned Beatrice but no answer was forthcoming as the sharp trill emmanated from the computer in the basement.

Beatrice spoke first:
"AIM? We better check it, it might be The_Monitor."

Katheryn raced down the stairs ahead of Beatrice. She wanted to know what the hell was going on.

Why is Beatrice here? What is going on?

The computer screen erupted in a sea of messages:

The_Monitor: Tattytwat, who gave you permission to tell Sister Slut anything about us? Who, pray, suggested that you break confidences with a new slave in letting her into things from your training program? I do not believe that I did.

Katheryn enjoyed seeing TattyTwat nervous and cursing under her breath as if she had screwed up big time.

The_Monitor: Very well, Sister Slut, you performed poorly when commanded to allow yourself to be seen sleeping last night and you attempted to find a safe solution to your predicament today.

Cyber_Kitty69: Oh no... I did what you asked... Look .. The costume, the butt plug, the nipple pinchers and even the dildo.... Hell... I even had to run outside....

The_Monitor: Now we will give you one more chance to redeem yourself.

The_Monitor: Obviously Tattytwat has broken our rules...

The_Monitor: Yes, The_Monitor is an organization, not an individual. This is something that you should not have learned for some time yet. Now stop worrying about who we are. You will likely never meet us all.

Katheryn's eyes were wide and her mind was racing as she thought:

An organization? What the heck is going on?

The_Monitor: Now, are you paying attention?

The_Monitor: As I stated, Tattytwat broke our rules. She must be punished.

The_Monitor: It is time to demonstrate your ability to think appropriately for us. I wish you to select her punishment.

The_Monitor: Bear in mind, Sister Slut, that Tattytwat has been a slave for almost three years now.

The_Monitor: There is nothing, short of death, that you cannot propose for her punishment.

Katheryn eyes lit up at the opportunity to give a punishment to Beatrice. She didn’t know why a sense of glee filled her body at the thought of punishing her neighbor. It wasn’t that Beatrice had ever really hurt her in any way - it was just that she never liked Beatrice. She figured Beatrice was a stuck up know-it-all and always assumed she was a gossip too. This was sweet revenge.

Cyber_Kitty69: I think the perfect punishment is to dress her up in some slutty outfit, and have her entertain some young drunk guys at one of those wild frat parties on campus. She can go there delivering pizza and then put on a show for those young men.

The idea was mean and dark. Katheryn didn’t know why the other woman’s torment was bringing her so much pleasure.

Katheryn face switched from an ear to ear smile to panic when suddenly, she realized that maybe The_Monitor would let Beatrice pick her punishment.

Katheryn raced back to re-type her punishment but it was too late.

 

[BadForm]

The_Monitor

The screen blinked for a while as The_Monitor considered Kathrynn's proposal. Finally s/he responded.

The_Monitor: I can see that you have advanced well in the last day.

The_Monitor: Your suggestion is a very good one.

The_Monitor: I think this should provide her with ample opportunity to offer penance for her actions through use of the skills she has. Do you not agree?

Kathrynn glanced round and saw that Beatrice had her eyes closed. The look on her face was one of mixed trepidation and excitement, of fear and arousal. As she turned round again, Kathrynn saw more words on the screen.

The_Monitor: Now there are two considerations outstanding. Firstly, how shall we ensure she behaves appropriately. And secondly, which campus should benefit from her presence?

A few seconds later, The_Monitor began to answer his or her own questions.

The_Monitor: Certainly it will be simple to ensure she follows her punishment. All we need to do is have her videotaped. Our organization will enjoy that.

The_Monitor: Indeed, I believe that you own a videocamera... so I feel that you should accompany her to ensure that she complies, especially as this was your decision.

The_Monitor: And as to the campus and fraternity...

The_Monitor: As you are so intimately connected with this punishment, I think we shall make this your son's fraternity.

The_Monitor: He will like that, Sister Slut. And you know he will.

 

[little_golden]

Katheryn watched unsure of what to think or do as Beatrice and she watched the messages scrolling across thescreen.

The_Monitor: I can see that you have advanced well in the last day.

The_Monitor: Your suggestion is a very good one.

The_Monitor: I think this should provide her with ample opportunity to offer penance for her actions through use of the skills she has. Do you not agree?

Kathern was too afraid to now disagree with her suggestion. She regretted being so mean to Beatrice and shivered at the thought of having to fulfill that punishment herself. A bunch of horny college kids would probably fuck Beatrice's pussy till it was blue and aching.

Looking at Beatrice, Katheryn felt like a heel. Beatrice had her eyes closed.

"I'm sorry Beatrice... I wasn't thinking" Katheryn whispered to Beatrice in silent confession.

Looking at the screen more direction emerged from The-Monitor.

The_Monitor: Now there are two considerations outstanding. Firstly, how shall we ensure she behaves appropriately. And secondly, which campus should benefit from her presence?

A few seconds later, The_Monitor began to answer his or her own questions.

The_Monitor: Certainly it will be simple to ensure she follows her punishment. All we need to do is have her videotaped. Our organization will enjoy that.

The_Monitor: Indeed, I believe that you own a videocamera... so I feel that you should accompany her to ensure that she complies, especially as this was your decision.

"What? Why do I have to follow her?" Katheryn blurted out.

"I have better things to do with my life...." Katheryn lamented.

"Maybe I'll wear jeans and turtle neck.... Maybe it won't be so bad" Katheryn thought. But she still felt very guilty about the whole punishing Beatrice thing.

Katheryn was just starting to relax relieved that The_Monitor wasn't going to punish her and seemed impressed with her idea.
Then more words flashed across the monitor.

The_Monitor: And as to the campus and fraternity...

The_Monitor: As you are so intimately connected with this punishment, I think we shall make this your son's fraternity.

Cyber_Kitty69: Oh no... That's not a good idea. He'll recognize me in jeans.... Even in a disguise he might recognize me.... and he's out of state... How would we get there and back... Oh no... I think a local campus would be much better.....

Katheryn realized the_Monitor didn't seem to care about her reaction though she herself was frantic about the whole idea.

He's not going to make me go dressed like this... Oh no... Katheryn panicked mentally.

The_Monitor: He will like that, Sister Slut. And you know he will.

Cyber_Kitty69: Seriously... My son would recognize both of us... I don't think Beatrice deserves such a punishment... Maybe she could do something a little easier. Maybe she could flash me in front of some public building... I'll dress up as a tourist and film it for you....

Katheryn was nervous. She didn't know how the_Monitor would respond.

"Katheryn - I'll do it" Beatrice responded.

"You don't know these people like I do. If I don't they'll make it ten times worse" Beatrice added.

Then Beatrice typed on the computer:

TattyTwat: And Sister_Sluts's punishment? I think she should be my assistant at the frat party... dressed as she is of course... under my complete control.... I'll make sure she gets a real bang from the party...

Beatrice laughed as she typed. She wanted to teach Katheryn a lesson....

 

[BadForm]

The_Monitor

The response came back quickly.

The_Monitor: Tattytwat, you know the ten commandments of slavery.

The_Monitor: And you know what commandment five is...

Beatrice muttered quietly. "Oh my god... Thou shalt not instruct the master or mistress."

She typed quickly.

Tattytwat: I am sorry... please... forgive me...

Again the response was quick.

The_Monitor: You know better than to beg forgiveness for such a sin, Tattytwat.

The_Monitor: Fortunately for you, in this specific case your attempted control was in line with what I was thinking.

The_Monitor: However, that your punishment meet your crime, I shall tailor your suggestion.

The_Monitor: As Sister Slut will be videotaping this event, she will have little time to play.

The_Monitor: Therefore, you shall be her assistant and it will be she who is in charge.

The_Monitor: Of course, there is nothing to say that one or more of the boys will not decide to pleasure her, and I trust that you know enough by now Sister Slut to comply...

The_Monitor: Whomesoever that is.

Finally there was a pause as The_Monitor thought about when to set the date.

The_Monitor: Your son is the school running back, is he not?

The_Monitor: And I believe that the school has a home game against Pitsford this Sunday.

The_Monitor: I believe it would be a good time for you to perform there.

The_Monitor: As this is your first outing, you will be permitted to dress as you wish. You may even wear a mask.

The_Monitor: Although, of course, you may find they decide to undress you during the evening.