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"Julie (leashed)" - part 5
      by PSHideaway
      
         
   I woke up to the terrible sting of a thin leather belt
across my stocking clad thighs!  There was a very young
blonde girl standing over me with a bright smile on her
face, headphones on her head and a folded belt in her hand! 
The next thing that hit me was that it was daylight outside.
I had slept for some time neck tied to the floor and wearing
only my high heels and collar in addition to the stockings
and garter.  As the sting of the belt faded I began to feel
the burn in my butt and the bruises of the night before, I
had really taken a lot from those men and was feeling a
weird sense of pride!  I tried to ask the girl what time it
was and got another hard strike of the belt to bring me out
of my thoughts real quick!  The cute little blonde girl was
using everything in her arm to bring the leather strap down
on me and smiling so sweetly too!  She didn't look a day
over sixteen and she was whipping a woman who was naked and
tied to the floor of a garage!  I tried to get up but my
hands were still tied behind me. I realized that she and I
were the only ones in there.  I began to ask her why she was
whipping me but she took another big swing and stung my
belly good while saying in a sweet "airy" voice that I was
not to speak and should just lay there like a "good doggie"
until my master came back. I tried to ask who told her to do
that and she said "Shut up!" before stinging me again!  This
time I was fully on my back and she caught the inside of my
thigh and some across my sex.  This girl meant business and
I chose to lay there obedient, under her inspecting gaze
until whoever my "Master" was, showed up.

   I looked around me to see what daylight brought to the
garage.  It was a small auto repair place with two big doors
facing an alley, one of which had a regular door in it. 
There was a freestanding lift to raise up the cars, set at
the end of one bay. There were three or four other machines
between the bays including my very 'intimate' friend the
tire changer and some hoses and cords hung down from the
high ceiling. At the other side was the railing that
separated a little office area from the two work bays.  On
the same side as the office was a room with a closed door, I
assumed it was a restroom.  I needed to go in there for a
few hours to recover but I was afraid of the cute blonde and
her strap!  I was thinking of trying to seduce her like I
could with many men, but I looked down at myself and I was a
filthy pig!  Covered with grease, cum and spit.  My nipples
were dark red, my breasts were purple (where I could see
through the grease) and in places I had bluish bruises, plus
there were four vivid red stripes across various parts of my
torso and legs.  I wondered if I was going to need a
hospital.  I didn't really feel that bad, I just looked
scary!  A big clock high on the wall said nine-thirty.

   The clock would make it around to eleven am before
Kick came in the door.  He looked at me there on the floor
and asked the girl if I had been any trouble, she said no
real trouble, she had woke me up at nine thirty with the
belt like he told her to but I had tried to talk and she had
to whip me a few more times, also like he told her to do. 
Kick said what a good job she had done and was invited to
come back later that evening to "see" if she wanted.  I
started to say I wanted to go home now but she still had the
belt and was all too proud to show him how she had dealt
with me during the morning!  Both breasts were caught!  She
hit me harder than any of the men had!  He told her he would
take care of me for now and gave her some money as she
handed him the belt.  "Amy" her name was, left the garage
after telling me I was a "Bad Doggie!".  Not your everyday
scene but then I had in fact really asked for this.  Of
course I didn't even consider the possibility that I would
be kept tied up overnight!  I figured that I would be home
soaking in a warm bath by now, contemplating the future of
me.  Kick started to tell me how he was going to make some
money with me that night!  I got the impression I was going
to be kept for a while!  He also told me that he had some
"boys" coming in to clean me up soon, in fact they should be
there in just a few minutes. I wondered how the men were
going to wash or "clean" me up, with a hose perhaps?

   Fifteen minutes went by (I had become a real
clockwatcher) and the "boys" showed up.  They were in fact
just BOYS!  Four of them, younger perhaps than Amy!  They
didn't see me there on the floor at first and just asked
Kick what they were to clean.  He came over to me and untied
the leash from the machine then grabbed a breast and the
collar to lift me to my feet and said "This." You could then
add to the rainbow of colors I already displayed, the beet
red of embarrassment! The men was one thing but some little
boys!  OK, twenty-four ain't all that old but I was a lot
older than these kids that had been told to "clean" me, on a
leash, in the nude and obviously whipped!  The boys seemed
as stunned as I was and could do nothing but stare for a few
moments, then broke out in high five's and boys giggles.
Kick told the biggest one to hold the leash and told another
boy, if I moved or said anything he was to whack me as hard
as he could with the belt handed to him.

   That must have been how the instructions went with Amy
and I soon found out how she got the "Doggie" thing.  Kick
told the boys how I wanted desperately to be treated like a
stray dog and he was doing this for me as a favor.  He told
them that I may look like a girl but I was a "dog" in every
way and that they must help him to help me by going along
with this or they would have to leave and not get paid.  He
drilled into them that if I tried to say anything I was to
be whipped like a mad dog until silent.  They were afraid of
him but not like scared fear, it was like they looked up to
him and did not want to disappoint him.  He asked if they
could handle that and they all said "Yes Sir" Not as
pleadingly as I had said to each man last night but sincere
nonetheless.  Kick said OK, he was going to get the soap and
be right back, then went into the closed room I had noticed
earlier. Less than a minute went by and he was back with
some big can of orange scented, hand soap (it said on the
label).  He asked the boys if they knew how to use the soap
and two said yes but they all were not sure how to clean me
with it. Kick took a glob and very matter of factly slapped
it on my shoulder then rubbed the gritty stuff until it
liquefied them took a hose hanging from the ceiling and
squeezed the trigger which poured cold water down my front! 
He said it was just like washing your hands but there was
more of me to be washed.  It seemed the boys all caught on
and each got a handful to smear on me. Not surprisingly my
breasts were the first thing to be scrubbed, while whispers
of "tits" and "boobies" mingled with giggles.  One boy got a
firm grip on one of my breasts and made sure to spend some
time rubbing the hand soap into my nipple, that caught on
for a bit (which was pleasing me!) then it was time to rinse
off that part.  The water splashed around the shop and Kick
told them to take me out in the alley!  The young boy led me
naked by leash and collar into an alley to be scrubbed down
by three other young boys!  The scrub down continued in that
manner until they got to the point of having everything
clean but my "Giggle, giggle, Pussy!"  There they were not
sure how to proceed!  Kick told them "Remember? Just like a
Dog!"  "Make her spread her legs and scrub 'It' just like
the rest of me."  One boy asked "What about inside there?"
and Kick said that he should clean as far in as his fingers
would reach!  Only the one boy had the nerve to actually
reach up in me and scrub but all wanted to help rinse me
out!  I saw Amy a few doors down in the alley watching
intently as the boys did their job and got me sparkling
clean. The biggest boy saw her too and asked if she wanted
to be washed but she just took off around the corner of a
building.  The cold water up in me did cause a whimper but I
made sure not to speak, the belt was still in the kids back
pocket. Using the shop towels, the boys rubbed me dry and
raw. There was a piece of metal in one of the rags that made
me cry out.  We all looked at Kick and he just said to them
"What are you gonna do about that?"  The boy with the belt
sort of hit me with it and one other boy said that he didn't
think that was as hard as he was supposed to do. Kick said
he wanted to hear it over at the desk and turned up his
radio!  I took three strokes of the belt but they did not
get the required 'snap' Kick wanted to hear.  He took the
belt and had them lead me inside where he tied the wet leash
to the rack again.  I was up on my toes and he took two
great mind numbing strokes across my breasts!  I hopped
around like a piñata and was unable to scream, I wanted to
but just couldn't. I could not get any air with which to
scream!  God almighty!  That, was going to hurt for a while!
 The boys were amazed at the sheer power of the stroke and
could not believe I was still alive and not screaming!  They
were amazed, among other things, at how much my "boobs" had
bounced. I was near fainting from all this and didn't
realize until too late that I was peeing on myself!  The
boys were grossed out a bit but had never seen a girl pee
before. Kick untied the leash and had them rush me over to
the bathroom. He told me to squat but not sit and "empty
out." Telling the boys that there is some housebreaking
needed in my case.  I did indeed relieve myself while
squatting like a dog in front of the boys, then was taken
outside and rinsed off with a hose!  I had to bend over in
the alley while Kick held me up with the collar and they
hosed off between my legs.

   The boys were paid and dismissed, being told that they
must not go telling anyone about me or the shop.  I had a
feeling that they would keep this secret among themselves
for quite a while.  After they all left, Kick told me to sit
in the chair at his desk.  I was all too happy to NOT be on
the floor or hanging by the collar or out in the alley, so I
sat quickly.  He walked around in back of me and I got a
chill just as the "duct" tape wrapped around my face.  My
hands still tied behind me and being seated made it easy for
him to keep me down while he finished up the taping of my
mouth.  He ran the roll of tape around my arms, breasts and
waist then around the lower half of my legs as he held them
up, making me so immobile that he really did not need the
thick, cold, heavy chain around my neck!  It was padlocked
tight around me with a big brass lock. He dragged me by that
chain into the storeroom/restroom which nearly strangled me
and put a nice concrete burn on my ass and arms.  He locked
the other end of the heavy chain around the base of the
toilet.  The chain was just long enough for me to sit up
next to the toilet and against the wall.  The floor was cold
and I was hungry. He turned the light off and left me there
for so long I slept.  Not an easy sleep but just nodding out
from exhaustion and cold here and there.

   I cried a bit and worried if I'd done it this time. 
Every sound in the alley brought a wave of new fears and I
was persuaded that I was to be found in a refrigerator
somewhere in a few weeks. Only the cabbie would remember
where I had last been seen alive! The brief bits of
unconsciousness were my only relief from the aches and
worries I had brought upon myself.  And Dammit!  I still am
NOT SURE if I want to live like this!  I have NO idea how
many times I came as those men used me to get their rocks
off and hostilities out!  Sweet Amy made me cum too!  The
boy had found it so easy to wash me inside with his little
hand because I was wet!  I wanted to finger myself for them
in the restroom but my hands were tied (or I would have
risked the belt to try!)


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