Mary and tess part 2, p.1
Mary and Tess (Part 2), page 1
Mary and Tess
(Part 2)
Slave of the New Confederacy
Lena White
This book is copyright © 2024 Lena White. All rights reserved
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Cover characters are models. Images are licensed from depositphotos.com
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What if the South won the Civil War?
For one thing, it would be known as the Confederate War of Independence.
For another thing, slavery would still be the law of their land…
When their relationship with Carl deteriorates due to a misunderstanding,
Mary and Tess find themselves rented to his former professor.
A man who has coveted the beautiful identical twins for years.
For purposes unknown to them and their owner.
Until it’s too late.
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Table of Contents
1 - “The Pain We Inflict”
2 - “Poor White Trash”
3 - “What’s Going On?”
4 - “This Changes Nothing”
5 - “Pin Cushions”
6 - “You Have to Understand”
7 - “Anything You Want”
8 - “This Will Be Yours Forever”
9 - “I’m What He Made Me”
10 - “You’ll Have to Make Do”
11 - “Now What?”
12 - “So Much to Talk About”
13 - “We’re Conflicted”
1 - “The Pain We Inflict”
Mary Watson watches carefully as Professor Marlin Deets straps her to a padded table in his basement. She’s been in his care, if you can call it that, since yesterday morning when her owner, Carl Clayton dropped her and her sister Tess off at Deets’s house in Tuscaloosa. Carl told the twins, his sex slaves, that they would be spending about ten days with Deets, his former professor. He did not tell them why, only that he was going to the Florida Panhandle for spring break and he was renting them to Deets to make enough money to finance his trip. He didn’t explain and the girls didn’t ask why a college professor would rent two beautiful sex slaves but they could guess why. They’d been rented out many times during their five years of living in the New Confederacy. This would be the first time they are being rented for days instead of hours, however.
“Make sure you don’t restrict her breathing too much,” Deets says to his assistant, Billy Grandholm, as the undergrad secures Tess to another table just a few feet away from Mary. “Just make sure she can’t move more than half an inch in either direction.”
Mary looks to her left and finds Tess staring at her. The girls have no idea what is about to happen to them but Mary has her suspicions based on her glimpse of some of the titles in Deets’s library. Titles that were very specific about the types of activities Deets studied, either as a hobby or more likely as a function of his positions at the university in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. Just after the girls arrived at his campus home yesterday morning, he explained to them that he is the chairman of the Pain Management department in the College of Subject Studies and that Billy would be spending spring break assisting him. That knowledge, plus a quick look at the soundproofing materials that line the basement walls and ceiling is a clear indication to Mary that they will not enjoy themselves this morning. Not at all.
“Is this comfortable?” Deets asks Mary with a slight tug on the three-inch wide leather strap around her midsection. “Too tight?” he asks with a slight smile.
“No, it’s okay,” she says honestly. She can take shallow breaths with little effort as the strap is below her diaphragm and just above her hip bones. An inch or two either up or down would be far worse so she doesn’t complain, not that it would do any good. The strap appears to be fixed to the underside of the table.
Deets moves down to her thighs and flips another leather strap that is just as thick and heavy as the first over her legs, then he circles the far end of the table to thread the strap through the buckle before cinching it. A third strap around her ankles immobilizes the lower half of her body almost completely. Her arms are pinned at her sides by the belts around her hips and waist.
“I gotta tell you, Professor,” Billy says as he works at securing Tess to her table. “Yesterday was a dream come true for me.”
“How’s that?” Deets asks as he wraps another belt around Mary’s upper chest leaving her breasts fully exposed.
Billy buckles the belt around Tess’s ankles. “You know I live with Clayton, right?”
“No, I guess I didn’t realize that.”
“Oh, yeah. And I’ve been looking at these two since he brought them to campus.”
“Just looking?” Deets asks with a smile.
“For the most part,” Billy says offhandedly. “I mean, I had them in the bathroom a few times but never like yesterday.”
Mary glances at Tess and raises an eyebrow. Tess shakes her head slightly. Carl had allowed Billy to be with the twins in their room at the fraternity one time and it didn’t go well, resulting in a warning from Carl that Billy was to steer clear of the girls, which he did. Mary wonders if the current arrangement will upset their owner but it’s not something she can do anything about so she puts it out of her mind. She lets her thoughts drift back to yesterday when Billy arrived at Deets’s house. The two men had their way with the twins throughout the day and into the evening.
“Glad to accommodate you, Billy,” Deets says with a look at Mary. She deadpans him but his meaning is clear to her - most of the accommodating was done by the girls. Billy was nearly insatiable until Deets ordered him to stop and let them get some sleep.
“You want me to get my equipment, Professor?” Billy asks as he finishes securing Tess to her table. “Won’t take me long to set up.”
“Yes, by all means,” Deets says before adding, “and call me Marlin, Billy. No need to stand on formalities while we’re working here this week.”
“We ain’t taking them to the campus at all?” Billy asks, pausing as he walks to the stairs leading up to the main floor of Deets’s house.
“I doubt it. This room is completely soundproofed whereas my classroom is not. I don’t know if anyone else will be in the building but we would surely disturb them if they were.”
Billy disappears up the stairs as the girls exchange looks again. “Why didn’t you feed us this morning, Marlin?” Tess asks.
“Best you don’t have anything in your stomachs for now, my dear.” He looks over Mary’s head at her sister before he turns away. Mary winces and closes her eyes.
“When will you feed us, sir?” Tess asks in a soft voice.
“I expect we’ll take a break for lunch. I’ve got plenty of food on hand but we can order out if you want something exotic, like Thai or pho.”
Mary’s mouth waters at the prospect of real food. Carl feeds the girls the standard slave diet of dry biscuits and water at the fraternity with a few scaps from his dinner as a treat, but that ended after the misunderstanding that resulted in their being rented to Deets. Ten days of whatever he was going to begin in a few minutes quickly killed Mary’s appetite even though her empty stomach continued to rumble.
Deets walks behind Mary’s head and checks Tess’s straps before she goes on. “What are you doing to us this morning? If you don’t mind me asking, sir.”
“No, I don’t mind. Billy has been working on a variety of special devices to administer pain without doing actual damage to the subject. Most of my work over the years has been limited to impact techniques - whips, floggers, paddles, and such - that are quite effective but limited because they can break the skin or crush the muscles and bones beneath, which results in long recovery times. Today, and for the rest of the week, we’ll be experimenting with tricking the body into thinking that damage is being done without actually inflicting any actual damage. Pain is the body’s way of protecting itself - anything that causes pain produces a reaction to avoid the pain. Obviously, we’ve strapped you two down so you will be unable to avoid the pain we will inflict on you.”
“How will you be inflicting the pain?” Tess asks, her voice betraying her fear.
“We’ll use a few different methods over the time you two are in my care. Today, we’ll be trying out several types of electrodes to see which are most effective in their configurations. We’ve got several different gauges with different gaps between them. Ah, here he comes now.”
Billy opened the door at the top of the stairs before his footsteps could be heard. He tromps down the stairs more slowly than he went up them a few minutes ago and as soon as he appears Mary knows why - he is carrying a large cardboard box that looks more unwieldy than heavy. Deets wheels a cart from the corner of the room between the girls but Billy sets the box on the floor beside it. He pulls a large black control panel from the box to show the girls as if he is showing them his pride and joy, which Mary assumes is not far from the truth.
“Been working on this all year,” he announces before he places the panel on the cart. He pulls a handful of small plastic bags out of the box and hands them to Deets. “These are all the different sizes I could get but once you figure out what size works I can get all you need.”
“You’re the expert in that area, Prof… I mean, Marlin.” He smiles and pulls a cord out of the box. He plugs one end of it into the control panel and moves behind Mary’s head with the plug that looks as if it will fit in an ordinary electrical outlet.
“How high is the charge on that thing?” Tess asks with rising panic in her tone.
“Not much at all,” Billy answers from behind them. “I used an induction coil to switch the current from AC to DC and…”
Deets cut him off. “They don’t need to know the technical details, Billy.”
Billy shrugs and continues to work on the control panel. Deets opens one of the small plastic bags and extracts an electrode with a long, thin wire dangling from it. He holds it up to examine it but Mary can see it from her vantage point.
“This is the smallest they had?” Deets asks.
Billy nods. “It’s three millimeters long and there’s only a half-millimeter gap between the two probes. They’re the smallest gauge that can be counted on to penetrate the skin without bending.”
“They’re smaller than the smallest hypodermic needle?”
“Yeah, since they don’t have to be hollow, just conductive, which of course they are.”
“I can insert them before we plug them into the console, right?”
“Of course. Which one are you going to start with?”
“Mary, I think.” He bends over her breast and she tries to recoil but is unable to move at all with the straps holding her securely in place. He grabs her nipple and tweaks it gently, just enough to simulate the response he clearly wants - her nipple is soon erect.
“This shouldn’t hurt much more than an injection, my dear,” he whispers as she strains to watch him line the needles up with her nub. He pushes it down and she moans slightly. The pain is minimal and subsides quickly but she felt it.
Deets explains, “We’re using the nipple because it’s one of the most sensitive areas on the body, yet it’s tough enough to take some punishment without permanently damaging the nerves. Your eyeball is obviously more sensitive but sticking a needle in it would result in permanent damage even before we connect it to the console.”
“Hand me the end of the wire, Marlin,” Billy says, and when Deets hands it to him he attaches it to the back of the panel. “All set.”
“Set the voltage as low as you can to begin with, Billy,” Deets says as he stares at Mary’s nipple. The look in his eyes is almost worse than the pain of the needles in her flesh.
“You want to do the honors, Professor?” Billy asks with a broad smile.
“You go ahead, my boy.” He doesn’t look away but glances at Mary’s eyes.
“Lowest setting,” Billy whispers and flips a switch.
Mary screams. “Oh, my god!” The pain is enormous - a burning sensation but different from being burned. She struggles against her bonds to no avail but she can’t help herself.
“Off,” Deets says calmly and the burning sensation subsides but doesn’t disappear. Her nipple throbs as she cries and pleads.
“Don’t, please don’t.” Tears are streaming from her eyes.
“Again,” Deets says softly and her nipple is seared again. She screams again and Deets winces. “We’ll have to gag them, eventually, or we’ll all go deaf.”
“Want me to up the voltage, Professor?”
“What’s it on now and how high does it go?”
“Are you trying to kill her?” Tess screams.
“No, of course not,” Deets says.
“It’s the volts that jolts but it's the mils that kills,” Billy singsongs with a goofy smile. “I’ll keep the amperage at 10 milliamps which is not enough to do any damage. The voltage is at five volts now but I can take it up as high as a hundred, Professor.”
“Take it up to ten, Billy, and hit her again.”
“No, please!” Mary begs them before the pain ignites in her nipple and she screams again, louder and longer until the current is switched off.
“Leave it on for a few more seconds next time,” Deets says over Mary’s sobs. “And double it again.”
“Please, stop,” Tess yells, to no avail.
The pain hits her so hard she chokes and thrashes her head from side to side. “Oh, god, please, stop,” she wails over and over.
“Okay, that’s enough for now,” Deets says and Billy switches the power off. Mary sags but her nipple throbs with the residual pain.
“Okay,” Deets says as he turns to Billy. “We’ve got how many more sizes to work through this morning?”
“Twelve, Professor.”
2 - “Poor White Trash”
The smell of food cooking is thick in Deets’s kitchen as the girls sit at the table with Billy while their host works the stove. Deets offered to order takeout for lunch but they were in no condition to make decisions after hours of pain in the basement, so he decided to offer them comfort food - grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Mary’s appetite was all but gone until the smell of the bread frying in a pan revived it.
“One going to be enough for y’all?” Deets asks as he carries the pan to the table to serve his guests. Mary defers to her sister as usual and Tess responds tersely.
“Oh, come on now,” Deets says as he pushes the hot sandwiches onto their plates. He gives Billy two sandwiches before going back to the stove to ladle the soup into small bowls. Mary takes a bite of the sandwich and almost swoons at the overwhelming joy of tasting something so exquisitely simple and good after their ordeal. She watches as Deets brings her and Tess half-full bowls of the red liquid that was a staple of their youths growing up in California.
“This is good stuff, Prof… I mean, Marlin,” Billy says with his always-present smile. Even when the girls were screaming in pain the smile never left his face. If anything, now that Mary thinks about it, his smile widened as their screams worsened.
“I’m glad we got through all the different sizes of electrodes this morning,” Deets says as he cooks a sandwich for himself while standing at the stove. “I wasn’t sure we could get all twelve of them tested.”
“We gonna do them again this afternoon, Marlin?” Billy asks and Mary wonders what exactly he means - pain or sex.
“If you’re talking about testing them, then no, we’re done with that for the day. I think it behooves us to let their wounds heal, small as they are, at least overnight.”
Mary thanks a god she has long ago lost faith in for small miracles.
“Are you going to torture us in some other way this afternoon, Professor?” Tess asks in an inappropriate tone. Luckily, Deets laughs.
“I really don’t like that word, Tess. But to answer your impertinent question, no. You’ve endured enough pain for one day.” He returns to the table with his meal and sits down. “We have to wait for Billy to get more electrodes, as well.”
“What size do you want me to get, Marlin?” Billy asks with his mouth full of food.
“Let’s put that to the girls,” Deets says as he turns toward Mary. “Which ones would you say were the most and least painful, my dear?”
Mary glances at Tess who shakes her head almost imperceptibly. “The big ones hurt more going in but the little ones hurt more when you switched on the power,” she says softly.
“Really?” Deets asks as he spoons his soup to cool it. “Would you agree, Tess?”
“Yes,” Tess responds immediately.
“Well, that’s odd,” Deets says as if he’s confused. “Because the readings said just the opposite.”
Mary looks at Tess. “Readings?” Tess asks.
“I have sensors embedded in each strap that measure your pulse rate, blood pressure, and a few other things, all by Bluetooth. And the readings I got from each of you were pretty clear.”
Mary is staring at Tess who is staring at Deets. “So, what did the readings say?”
“That the bigger the needles in each electrode, the more pain you felt.” Deets cocks an eyebrow at Mary when she turns to look at him. “Care to revise your assessments?”
Tess shifts in her chair. “Well, the pain was different,” she explains. “And your readings might be skewed by the fact that the big needles came last after a lot of damage had been done.”
