Carterville

submissive

By: Annie Anston

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

Length: 5 hrs and 41 mins

Publisher's summary

The sheriff is a sociopath, corrupt and sexually insatiable. His early days included time spent in a cult where he learned the methods of mind-control; shunning, corporal punishment, sleep and sensory deprivation, calorie-restricted diets, and isolation. He developed that knowledge into a skill set and uses it to exploit young women. They come into town, but they don't get out. This story has sexual content intended for the mature reader. Abby Jenkins has just escaped her abusive husband and moved to Carterville with her two teenage daughters Tracy and Tabatha. She is in her mid-to-late thirties and broke. Tabatha, also known as Tabby, works at Bea's Burger Joint to help with the family finances. Its owner Bea Carter is a schizophrenic lesbian with wiry hair and a heavyset build. Bea's cousins are Sheriff Bubba, Deputy Daryl and Judge Bean. Many in the town are related in one way or another. Most of its residents owe their livelihood to the Carters, so are inclined to go along with the family's occasional deviancy, especially where newcomers and people passing through are concerned. One daughter gets framed and incarcerated by the sheriff and his wicked clan. All three Jenkins women get swept into a submissive situation. Excerpts: One of our best customers is missing her diamond wedding ring. You were mopping near her table. She thinks you stole it.” “Oh no, ma'am. I would never do anything like that! I'm a very honest person.” “Regardless, the law requires a strip search under these circumstances.” “It does? Oh my goodness.” _ _ _ ...she compliantly did as told, bending over the chair, placing her palms on its seat to brace herself. It was a humiliating exposed position with her backside pointing up in the air for inspection. She was anxious to get it over with. Bea returned a moment later. “Sorry, almost everyone is busy with customers. The only one available is Billy Ray.” Tabatha looked back to see that he was standing there with her. “NO! Not a boy!” She tried to stand up, Bea pushed her back down and put on a latex glove. “Don't be silly, let's get this over with. I'm a busy woman!” _ _ _ “Now to reaffirm and clarify one important thing. The Jenkins family is submissive to the Carter clan. Are we all on the same page with this?” The three hostesses stood in the middle of the room and nodded in compliant agreement. “Good, good. Like I said, let's drink wine and get naked! A toast! To decadence!” He held up his glass, they all did, they all clinked glasses and took a sip. _ _ _ Emma was strapped down in an awkward, contorted position, her butt hanging over the edge of the table. Tabby zapped it. BZZZT “OUCH! What the fuck was that!” She displayed a hand-held stun-gun. “... You and I both call him Master when we are alone with him. You will address me as Mistress all of the time.” _ _ _ “Started with what?” “Your training, our bonding. Pain is a form of sexual gratification.” “For whom?” “For both of us. You'll see. And remember the enthusiasm and appreciation. Give it a try. Ask me to get out the nipple clamps and the whip.” - - - Tabby turned out the basement lights and left her bound and alone in the dark. Corporal punishment, sensory deprivation, calorie-restricted diet, and isolation, just what the doctor ordered. _ _ _ The day of the auction arrived. The girls were handled like cattle, each tethered to a metal pole in a numbered pen displayed for inspection. - - - Jenna struggled to get traction, kicking her feet back and forth. The top book slid off, the ropes once again tightened. The old ceiling rafter creaked under the added stress. It was a moment of special intimacy for both of them, Jenna subjecting herself to more intense pain to please her special friend.