Varsha watched closely to make sure no one else was hanging about outside the door as Meena opened it to let in the stranger they had been expecting. Oddly enough he appeared much as she had pictured he would, wearing a long dark coat, jeans and boots which she decided made the stranger who called himself Hiranyagarbha look up to the task at hand.

"Hiranyagarbha ... right?" Varsha said with a nod knowing it could not be anyone else. The man returned her nod and so she motioned for him to come inside and follow her though the doorway into the next room. She remembered to tell Varsha to lock the front door as she proceeded across the small room to the closet door on the far side.

The man followed and parked himself slightly to one side of the closet door as Varsha prepared to open it, and he had a damn good idea what they were going to find within. If the girl he expected to see behind this door was half as pretty as these two college girls were he would be more than happy with the sum he was about to pay them. As the door swing slowly open he was not disappointed.

The young woman's name was Prabha and she was naked and on her knees with a short spreader bar complete with iron collar around her neck and her wrists cuffed to the end of the bar. Her pendulous breasts quivered a little as Prabha suppressed a sob while forcing herself to keep her knees far apart so that the man could see the rings hanging from her pussy lips. She had been well conditioned over the past few years to do such things.

"Nice!" The man commented after a moment. He then waited for the women to make the next move. He was going to go thru with this he told himself as his cock got rock hard. He was going to own this damn bitch for no less than three months and was going to use every bit of that time on her seemingly pristine flesh.

"Yea ... she is all I said she would be," Varsha commented as she grabbed the bitch's long ponytail and hauled her to her feet. The exhilaration of what she was about to impose on Prabha was intoxicating and she decided she needed to calm herself a bit as she proceeded to walk Prabha out to the centre of the room for the man. Thoughts were racing to fast through her mind as she tried to concentrate on the mental list she had formed of what she needed to confirm with this man before she truly turned Prabha over to him.

Hiranyagarbha stared closely at his new bitch's fine naked ass as she was paraded by and was very pleased to see her spread her feet a bit after she was positioned by the girl holding her by the hair. The girl in control of the bitch was Varsha he figured and she had been the only one who had been in contact with him over the past few months, mainly through an alternative lifestyle Internet chat room they both frequented. It had taken a long time for the two of them to reach a consensus to this point. But finally one day Varsha had invited him to a video chat so she could convince him she was what she had told him — a female college student.

"Looks like she has been trained some then," Hiranyagarbha commented. He wanted as much information as he could get on this girl and although Varsha had told him much he really had no way to confirm any of it.

"More then you can know," Varsha replied softly. She could not resist running her fingers along Prabha's face and tits as she tried hard to think how to keep her cool and how to proceed.

For the first time the other girl, Varsha, spoke up. "Yea she is trained way more than you think," Varsha exclaimed as she stepped closer to the bound girl. "She has been doing this a few years for her dad and..."

"Varsha!" Varsha snapped sharply. The girl was a pretty thing but a talker and had apparently forgotten that she was to let Varsha do the talking.

"Hmm ... dad huh," Hiranyagarbha asked to no one in particular as he stepped up to examine closely the large nipple rings that pierced his new bitch's tit's. He loved the way she kept her head down just a little and the fact she had kept totally silent.

"Yes, among others. Prabha has been fully conditioned to perform a number of tasks," Varsha added as she decided to explain more about this girl she was turning over. She told herself she would not reveal anything about Mr. Khan and the corporation that backed him. This had been drilled into all the girls trained by Mr. Khan that everything about him and the corporation and the fact that most of the girls had been placed in his care by a family member was to be kept in the strictest confidence. Rumors were that if the head master, Nigel, got wind of a leak one might find oneself in a place far away ... and might be there for a very long time. The fact that Varsha was trusted enough to be attending college while looking after the three other girls that had come through the corporations training program was nearly unprecedented and so she had to be very careful not upset the balance of things.

Varsha spoke again, "Yea and she will understand and maybe even like it ... I mean what we are doing." A stern look from Varsha told her she should shut up now but she really wanted this guy to know who they were and what they were about.

The man looked over to Varsha. The girl was wearing a miniskirt and was showing great cleavage. Obviously the girl talked too much but a gag would solve that problem if need be ... should he ever find this girl under his control that is. Besides, it was always good to have an excuse to punish a submissive bitch. He turned his attention back to the slave he was about to purchase and began to walk slowly around the bitch admiring her. She was only slightly marked, a crop maybe had left marks on her tits and ass, other than that the goods were unmarked. Normally he dealt with overweight slightly older bitches in the B&D circles he frequented and very rarely had he seen a girl of this quality willing to be the kind of submissive he needed ... and wanted.

Varsha watched him scrutinize the bound girl and then decided to throw her weight around a little to impress this guy but more to keep Varsha in line. She was the house mistress by default as she had only three rings in her pussy, not counting the one they all had in their clits, with all the others having four. Mr. Khan's system dictated that girls with more rings be submissive to the girls with fewer pussy rings. The max number was 6 which designated a girl as a B&D/S&M door-mat making her essentially everyone's slave. Very few, perhaps three or four girls Varsha knew of had six rings, and only a few had five which made a girl a kind of part time door-mat ... something they all feared having seen what was pressed upon such girls. It was partly the fear of having "Rings" added that kept Prabha in line now, for the corporation had a most strict policy that allowed for additions of pussy rings, but never their removal.

"Varsha, show our guest how many rings you have!" Varsha said as she watched the guy's face for a reaction as she knew he was in for a treat.

Hiranyagarbha turned toward Varsha with raised eyebrows, not quite sure what to expect. He then watched as Varsha's face kind of softened and her eyes became distant as the girl methodically spread her legs slightly as she raised her miniskirt up to her waist to expose her bald pussy then stood as still as Prabha was standing.

Varsha walked over to Varsha then squatted down and proceeded to spread the girl's pussy lips. "Here, take a look," Varsha said to the man. "She's a four." She pulled the fleshy lips out to expose the bitch's pink inner pussy and the four small gold rings, two in either lip.

The man squatted down next to Varsha to best admire Varsha's slit as he nodded his head in understanding. He was even more impressed when Varsha then pulled up her miniskirt to show him her pussy.

"And I'm a three ... which make the three bitches that live here with me essentially my property ... at least when none of the masters are around."

"Really, then you're their mistress?" Hiranyagarbha asked. "Does that mean someone with fewer rings can walk in and take over?" As he said this he watched Varsha as the girl continued to stand with legs spread and pussy exposed. She showed no sign of impatience or embarrassment, in fact if anything she looked a bit proud to be displaying her slit to the room.

"If that happened ... and it won't ... we would all obey without question," Varsha replied as she let her skirt fall back into place. "We have been ... let's not say quite harshly ... but more ... fully conditioned to accept domination by our masters," Varsha continued as she played with Varsha's pussy rings. "And lacking a master we serve those with higher status ... don't we Varsha!" Varsha then extended her middle finger up deep into Varsha's pussy. She kept the fingernail on this finger shortly trimmed so as not to scratch the inside of her bitches' pussies.

"Ooohh ... yes mistress ... I serve you mistress. Let me please you mistress let me please him," Varsha exclaimed. She just realized she had gone further then maybe she should have but her conditioning often got the better of her. "Act for all ... please all ... this will please yourself," was one of the phrases drilled in my master Khan, not to mention her father. She kept her position as trained letting Varsha's finger slid in and out of her. All would have been great save for the act that was coming ... the selling of her friend, Prabha, to a stranger for some spending money and for this awesome thrill they we're getting from this obscene act. Looking over at her friend she let out a forced "Aaaaghh" as she thought about the sex that would be imposed upon Prabha. This all made Varsha's finger feel good ... and sooo nasty. God she wanted this guy to fuck her.

Varsha could feel pussy juice leaking now from the girl's twat and knew Varsha too was experiencing the tremendous high of the situation. Varsha was no lesbian but domination was its own thrill and without a bitch like Varsha, or Prabha for that matter, she could not experience it and so liked at times to get her three bitches's pumped for sex with guys, often at the bitch's own expense.