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Pamela felt all nipples, nose and pussy! The second awareness was one of extreme sexual arousement caused by the rings' contact with her most sensi- tive sexual parts. As punishments went, rings were gorgeous!

Sabrina laughed at Pamela's activity in a friend- ly manner. She always loved to study the antics of a newly ringed girl. The girl's eyes would dart from ring to ring in a mixture of disbelief and wonder- ment. Her fingers would touch and hold each of the rings tenderly in turn, and her face would be a com- bination of blushing and sexual excitemenL At this moment how very.beautiful a girl was!

"You look yummy', Pamela," smiled Sabrina.

"Wet?"

"You know I am,". said Pamela. "Darn near came when you ringed my pussy."

"Quite normal, hon. Do you like your rings?"

"Oh, Sabrina. I'm really so confused right now.

Everything has happened so fast around here. But

… I really think I do love them!"

"For a day or two," said Sabrina, "you'll be aware of them constantly, but you'll soon find that they just become part of you. Your nipple-rings are larger than the others as you can see, and of course they have the locking pins too, so your nipples will always feel sexy to you and keep erect much of the time. You'll find that you'll have to learn how to suck a girl's nipple all over again. You take the nipple and locking pin in your mouth and put your lips up against the ring. It works fine and despite all that brass inside a nipple it will respond very normally to a mouth, Take care also when kissing a girl so that you don't get your nose-ring all tangled up with hers!"

For some reason, Pamela felt very, very proud

… and very much a woman. She had uncovered yet some new emotions within herself. She was thrilled that at seventeen she had been ringed like an ancient slave girl. It made her feel twenty-one.

She had discovered that being punished was not all punishment, and that being hurt produced some hitherto unknown pleasures of very erotic and mysterious nature. She also found, surprisingly, that when she watched Donna ringed she actually enjoyed it and that Donna's squeals and "owws" were not unpleasant to her!

Sabrina took some photos of the two before Jan returned to take them to meet the other girls.

Sabrina waved goodbye to Pamela and Donna as she sat on the table writing in her record log. Her legs were slightly apart and her panties were soaked. It told the whole story to Pamela and

Donna.

The other slaves had been assembled in the library to finally meet the newcomers, and caused a soft gasp from Pamela when she saw them. The sudden effect of seeing eight other girls, all dressed and ringed as she, was overwhelming!

In the first place, considering that there were eight, they were all attractive in one way or an- other. In.the second place, although Pamela had seen a group of nearly nude girls in school locker- rooms, she had not seen a group in garter belts, stockings and heels. It made them a11 look like models, and after her introduction to the pleasures of lesbianism, Pamela now looked at girls differ- ently! Lastly, the vision of the rings in cute breasts and pert noses was devastating! It reminded Pam- ela of how an ancient harem must have looked. The scene was definitely very sexual to Pamela and

Donna.

All of the eight had been at Avondale for some time of course, and they always enjoyed new girls and new friends. Ravan was there, and introduced them.

"This is Pamela and Donna," she said. She ran off each girl's name.

"Heather, Sandy, Lisa, Tricia, Maryl, Abby,

Kathy, Ginny."

The girls were most friendly and warm, and each of them came bouncing over t,o kiss Pamela and

Donna. Pamela had kissed girls in greeting before naturally, but these girls kissed differently. Kind of took the breath away, and they squeezed right up against, you and put their arms around you. It was delightful to Pamela, most especially when nipple or nose-rings clinked together suddenly!

Strangely, even the many whip marks on the eight girls didn't seem to surprise or bother Pamela and Donna.

Chapter Three

Mrs. Marienne McNee June 6, 1972

46 Queen's Road

Hammersmith

W. 3, London

Dear Mrs.. McNee:

It is a practice of all the mistresses at Avondale to write on behalf of the inmates, since they are not allowed to do so. You will recall me from yesterday

when I picked Pamela up at your residence. and I am the mistress of your daughter as well as of another young lady, Donna Carson.

I shall keep you regularly informed of your daughter's activities and punishments. As you must be aware, punishments are not given for being disobedient (girls aren't disobedient at