6 comments/ 134935 views/ 50 favorites Estate Debt Slaves By: jjskylark The two new slave girls took turns mounting the Estate master's cock as he lay on a blanket in his newly constructed pleasure garden. The rules for each young woman were simple... squat over her master's rigid staff and lower herself ever-slowly onto his waiting erection while the other girl held it up for her until the slave's pussy lips encompassed no more than the first two inches of his cock. This was his way to test her tightening muscles before her training outside the garden would began in earnest. Her new master wanted to get a sense of any improvements that would occur during her training sessions with the six other new slave girls when she was returned to him next month from her training at the Estate. Once impaled on his cock, she was instructed to cup her breasts and present them to him, squeezing gently so he could more closely inspect their attractiveness, especially at the nipples.Back straight as possible, squatting over his cock but not sinking lower than the two allotted inches, she struggled to concentrate and stay as natural as possible for the appraisal of his eyes and fingertips. After he got a sense of her slave heat and its possibilities, he gently struck her breasts with the quirt that he held in his hand during the test. Slowly and silently, as previously instructed, the small yet stunning brunette slipped the cock out of her pussy and let it drop softly upon her master's belly, resting there, pulsing and wet with her juices. Moving to his side on her hands and knees, her novice slave collar bells jingled a bit in the breeze. As the master held her long jet black locks away from her face, she first kissed then licked the full length of his resting cock until her juices and any of her master's pre-come were removed. Then, she looked up nervously at Leila, the long legged mulatto supplicant on her knees next to her and the process began again, three to five minutes per slave. Whichever girl received the master's load first would not be whipped that evening prior to going to sleep. The non-juiced woman would have to clean off both the victor and her master, using her lips and tongue to rim out her slave sister's anointed pussy. If her performance was below his standards, perhaps she would be tit-clamped and whipped while servicing the other's pussy upon her hands and knees, her swaying breasts a lovely target as she gently licked. Later, a trainer would lead them by their leashes out of the garden of the Estate so master could attend to other matters. Once inside their luxurious quarters, each would be allowed to bath and rest, free from any other duties than to prepare for their next encounter with the master or any one appointed by him for each slave to serve. Cameras set discretely in various places in the rooms assured that the two would self - insert their anal dildo and ba wa balls before sleeping. The rooms were always kept at room temperature or higher , always comfortable enough for each to sleep without sheets, giving the overseers the opportunity to observe if either expelled the ass plug or pussy eggs during the night, even by unconscious activity. A trainer's or the Estate master's tit quirt awaited either or both if the master, upon reviewing the night's tape at breakfast thought that there was an infraction. Of course, he or his staff could enter the rooms at any time for any whim or lust they may have on a 24/7 basis. Slavery trumps privacy or choice. These new slaves were volunteer debt slaves who signed contracts freely to serve in lieu of filing bankruptcy because of too much accrued credit debt. Most females were between 25 and 40 years old, highly educated and worldly but suffering from a penchant for spending themselves into the situations they were now in. Any of them had the right to leave the master and the Estate's training program without penalty, except their huge debts would not be paid to their creditors by an Estate's sale of their contract at auction after their training was completed. Most situations were a product of their own rampant spending habits and need to be sexually and socially noticed; unfortunately, many did not have the job or the inheritance to constantly purchase the high-end fashions, cosmetics and vacation villas needed to keep up the appearance that they were independently well off and looking for male company of equal or higher status. So, after they fell into deep debt, they heard about the Estate through another well-heeled girlfriend and decided that the contract would be a dynamic experience as well as a way to buy out their financial debt. Most enjoyed sexual adventures any way and decided to give it a shot. Usually, three months to a year is the standard contract. No credit is given to those who depart of their own will before the contract is fulfilled. The allotted time does not include the two week training at the Estate's training compound. Chapter two The black Escalade drove to each designated address picking up the debt slave enlistees. Each woman was given an explicit set of instructions and rules to abide by before they were picked up and brought to the training area at the Estate. First, they were to prepare themselves by following personal hygiene to the letter...a douche and a double enema were mandatory. Once at the compound , each entry would be personally inspected by the Estate master for complete and pleasant personal cleanliness. Any woman not spotless will be asked to submit to a high enema before going on to meet the Estate master. A refusal was an automatic dismissal. Secondly, their hair and nails and bushes were to be presented for inspection in the same fashion as they were per their digital video resumes in the hope to be chosen as a contracted slave girl. Any changes would have to be approved by the Estate or a girl would receive extra punishments for her breaking the rule. Pubic hair style was up to the master and an applicant may have to cut, trim, shape or grow her bush as directed. All orders for any physical changes would be noted by the Estate via the girl's email in her room. Failure to respond or comply with the full spirit of the request would result in punishment, either by the public whipping in nightly open court at the Estate or for the private pleasure of the master and or his designated members. Finally, the rule of silence was inviolate. The Estate considered slaves as if they were religious novitiates. Each girl is to be in her own private subspace world all the time unless asked to respond by the trainers or the master. And though they are to bed two in a bed in the compound, even whispering is considered an effrontery to her contractual agreement. During their training period, any oral communication, once observed by the cams in the rooms may result in both females being punished together, either by whip or the issuing and wearing of demotion tags on their slave collars. Five of these called for a review of the new slave's status in the pride and may lead to a dismissal or a harsh sentence of physical labor either at the Estates stables or laundry. All these young women were aware of all the demands and restrictions about to be placed upon them once they stepped into the vehicle and were brought to their destination. The Estate itself is nestled in a heavily- wooded area in an upscale part of the countryside about two hours drive from the last metro stop in the city. It was once a rather well-founded retreat and small convent , now sold off due to rising property taxes and the newer horse ranches of the rich that now dot the hillsides. A heavily-gated fence promised privacy and the distance from the next piece of property assured that all activities within the gates of the Estate were secure. All maintenance and the supplying of the old convent and rectory was performed either by the trainees themselves as chores...mowing, flower gathering and arrangement in the verdant pleasure gardens, ...or by the four male Estate employees who doubled as trainers or sex surrogates to advance the sexual techniques of the new, untested debt slave girls. Occasionally, confidants who were friends of the organization would stay the weekend, both men as well as women. They also evaluated the progress of the young women as they hopefully advanced in their training. Sometimes, usually near the end of a female's training, a slave buyer or his or her rep may come to the place to inspect and photograph the perspective sale as she is put through her slave paces and showing off her measure of slave sex heat. A known buyer may stay a day or two and try the novice for him or herself to see if she is ripe and moist enough for the auction block. Any noticed or perceived displeasure on the part of the novitiate could lead to her immediate contract cancellation or a time of harsh re-programming in the Estate's well-equipped cellars, at the mercy of all, including the other sometimes-envious slave girls willing to take out their own insecurities upon another naked piece of chattel. Sometimes the estate members pick up on these vindictive relationships and use them to further their own lusts. Slave Marika from Sao Paolo is a classic example. Her catty haughtiness became evident from the very start of the training when the eight new girls were in the old chapel space kneeling naked and with their new novitiate collars attached to each alluing neck, their hair worn up to exposed the beauty of their youthful necks. When the master came into the room fully-dressed, all the kneeling girls were told to lift their busts up by cupping each breast from under and gently offering them to the master for inspection. When he asked for a volunteer slave to come forward and unzip his trousers, Marika quickly rose and knelt before the master, first kissing his erection through his zipper and then agilely removing his pants, shoes and socks using only one hand and her teeth. The kneeling girls were furious at her immediate and unabashed act to please without hesitation in order to gain the master's attention When each sub girl in the line leaned forward to kiss the crown of their new master's erection, they could still taste the lipstick left behind on its tip after she almost swallowed the entire cock without real permission. The master sensed the other girls' anger and made a note of it mentally. A few days later, because of a small infraction, Marika was hanging naked and upside down in the cellar with a dildo in her rectum and nipple clips tightly secured to her plump breasts. As a reward for several of the girls' good behavior, he gave each one who wished it fifteen minutes to taunt and punish the well-tanned Brazilian. The whippings were on par with any of the trainers' ministrations. In the morning, Marika was as humble and meek as a new nun, kneeling in the corner of the silent sunlit pleasure room with a small dildo in her mouth and whip marks across her ample tits and ass. The first few days of training always began with yoga exercises, followed by slave command positions, not unlike yoga itself. A universal litany of fully illustrated and numbered commands now exists in several languages, including Arabic and Hindi. A new slave must learn the sexual imperatives of the culture she is auctioned into when sold. A newly sold slave girl never knew where her slavery may lead her. Some of the Estates' most beautifully dark-skinned debt slave novices have landed in private manor houses in Scandinavia while some fair skinned blondes and red heads find themselves in old harem buildings in Syria or Turkey. Variations in sexual appetite and fetishes are endless. Some girls have total submission contracts to married couples, other women or even a shared contract with men who time-share her for their pleasure, either individually or by large groups where she may specialize in cum-drenching parties or orgies with the men's wives and girlfriends. Many times their contract consigns her to a house where a wealthy banker or businessman who may just want an on- demand submissive to discipline at whim and fuck without entanglements. The rest of the time is hers to do as she pleases, as long as her cell phone is on vibrator in her tong and her master knows where she is in case an opportunity arises for her usage, whether personally by him or his designated stand in. Other females aren't as fortunate. They become 24/7 submissives, maybe in the isolation of a remote area, enslaved by a man with a lot time to devote to her discomfort and his obsessive fetishes. Sometimes the slave, in disgust, wants her contract cancelled, knowing full well that all her debt will go unpaid by the bank that sponsored her slavery under the condition that she complete the time stated. It was just good fortune that determined the scope and condition of the woman's time as a debt slave. The new trainee's pussy is never touched or utilized during the first five days at the training compound. The idea is to build up what the buyers called 'slave heat', a quality that is vital to her performance level when she is in use. Although a small dildo is inserted at bedtime, the novitiate cannot touch or stimulate herself frontally.If caught by a valet or a cam, she must answer in the morning to the sound a leather pussy whip spanking her outspread thighs and pussy lips as the other submissive slaves eat their breakfast in the dayroom. It is the slave's ass that is first on the training agenda at the Estate. Some of the new entrees have never considered their assholes and rectums as pleasure centers, either for themselves or their lovers. It was time to be informed so that their readiness was always apparent to her new master's cock or her mistress' dildo harness. The eight nude slaves were led in by order of their heights, the petite yet full-busted Japanese-American Yoshiko leading the chained women onto the massive Persian rug in the center of the pleasure room, once the old convent's conference hall. It was almost midnight and the girls had been preparing all evening for their first public anal penetration, first by lubed rubberized dildo and then by their trainers oiled cocks, Perhaps even the master of the Estate would participate. Enemas were mandatory, and after a cleansing or two , the novitiates were given small tubes of silky lube to insert into their asses. Each woman was then told to get upon her belly, lift her pelvis and place her middle finger into her ass, up to the knuckle. The trainer in charge, his cock also free and glistening from tongue saliva placed upon his cock by a service slave, walked up and down the line of prone female slaves, checking in see if their finger was indeed in the given position. Now and then the sound of his whip was heard upon some poor slaves ass or back. One of the younger slaves refused the command to penetrate her own asshole and was quickly pulled out the coffle of upended asses, placed on her knees and soundly face-fucked by the trainer in charge while another flogged her ass from behind. Moments later, she was again in line, this time with two of her red nail-polished fingers inside her asshole to the knuckles. As soon as the master entered wearing a black leather cock ring around his turgid erection and nothing else, all the females took their prescribed kneeling position, tits cupped and plumped , eyes down to the carpet . He smiled as they each in turn planted one slow soft kiss on his shaft's crown as the service slave on duty pointed his cock to the lips of each kneeling novice. After kissing the head, each girl sank into a complete submission position with her arms in out front of her on the rug and her well-lubed ass high in the air. He went around to view his harem from behind, relishing the differences in texture of each girl's skin color and amount of pubic hair each displayed from the rear. Soon those slots will be the main focus of his attention; but, tonight it was assholes, both theirs and his , that took center stage. A handsome well-endowed black trainer went down the line of prostate females and inserted a rather small butt plug into each girl's ass, some sliding in more easily than others. No ceremony was involved. Some winced and some let out a moan or groan, demonstrating future slave heat. These females were noticed and a trainer at the desk's computer listed her response for future masters who might be in the market for an exclusively anal slave. If the same girl showed promising oral skills, her auction price might double among such men who enjoy every orifice except the pussy, using a chastity belt in front on his girl to protect his valuable investment from straying in his absence. With all the women in display position, the master chose a larger-assed fair skinned supplicant in order to test her openness to his thick, throbbing cock. He dispensed with the plug rather quickly as the service slave it took from him and then gently placed his cock head inside the ass virgin's rectal rim. He penetrated quickly, all the way to his balls, the cock ring rubbing up against the beautifully prone woman's inner lips. She immediately let out a low groan , perhaps in half in pain and half in pleasure. He pumped very hard at first, in and out to the tip. Then, suddenly he pulled out totally, his cock stem swinging up to the opened mouth of the kneeling and awaiting service slave, her tongue fluttering all over his cock, down to his swollen balls, cleaning him off with the concern and tenderness of a new mother cat. The master, however, was not willing to relinquish his load to a mere service slave, as beautiful and trained as she was in sucking every drop from her master's member. That was not to occur this time. The master had other plans for his new harem of debt slaves. He just sat back on his long couch and watched how each girl responded to his trainers' cocks as they all penetrated the line of upturned asses one by one until their come was displayed on the back of each girl, some younger generation females with lower back tattoos were highlighted by the thick wads of cum trickling back into the opened asshole of each supplicant. After the action subsided, the girls again took to the upright and kneeling position this time with their lovely hands behind their lower backs. The master stood and came over the first female in the line, a young Arabic looking submissive of about thirty, with long flowing black hair and an only-slightly coifed mane of pussy hair, enough perhaps for a small fist fill of down. He turned away from her, half-squatted and then he pushed his long stiff cock around between his opened thighs so that it was parallel and aligned with his ass crack. His slaved balls were also in play. Upon command from the service slave, the beauty's tongue and lips began the lick her master backside, traveling from cock tip to dangling balls, ass and asshole and crack and back again. She was a natural and no whip was used. The Brazilian slave , Marika , however, had trouble giving herself over to service her master from crack to cock. It was noted. The master, however , had no time for discipline. He was on the verge. He summoned the Cuban long haired mulatto girl , Mira , to one side of his flank and the redhead Cori to the other. Each took a his rock-head shaft and ran her lips up and down it for all they were worth as perspective debt slaves. Meanwhile, the service slave for the evening, Gupta, picked up a trainer 's quirt and began to indiscriminately flog the fronts of all the lined up slaves whose hands were now cuffed to the sides of their slave collars a so that their tits and bellies were in full access for her swinging whip. Proudly, each female took the moderate tit and belly whipping without breaking ranks. The master, already shooting his huge load in between the lips of Mitra and Cori, looked and sensed that this crop of voluntary debt slaves might just be his best ever. Estate Debt Slaves Chapter Three Morning time during training at the estate was rather idyllic. Girls were permitted usually to sleep in and leisurely ready themselves for the day's activities posted on their laptops. Showering, applying cosmetics, in room breakfast and coffee served by an on duty service slave made for an atmosphere more like an expensive spa in the Alps than a slave training compound for stunning beauties whose reason of existence eventually will be in the hands of their future masters or mistresses. Mid-morning light gardening and relaxing in one of the three pleasure gardens was usually the after breakfast place to be, the slaves strolling silently alone or with another supplicant, their soft heeled pumps on the lawn, their matching black leather tongs and slave collars their only attire, except on chillier days when leather capes were also permissible. Some were on their knees on the lawn , as if in prayer or meditation, lifting their breasts to the sky, reading and whispering to themselves the rules and regulations, preparing for one of the many written and oral tests given almost daily. Sometimes, a trainer may give permission for two or three kneeling nude women to study together, reciting the mantra of a debt slave in a low choral whisper, repeatedly : "I am for now a slave. My only goal is to please." Occasionally, one would witness a morning encounter on the lawn with a trainer and slave being given extra lessons in position training or cock worship, but usually, mornings were for the girls to relax and prepare. A highly - trained debt slave is a bi-sexually trained slave. Even females without the penchant for another woman's touch and tongue must learn to service other women, certainly if she is to be auctioned off to a mistress and/or a couple who enjoy threesomes. For some of the submissives, this comes naturally. For others, it must be programmed into their training by the Estate. Mitra, a demure debt slave of Persian decent, was one trainee who hadn't any experience or inclination to touch or be handled by another woman; so, she the natural choice for the day's mid-afternoon lesson in lesbian sex techniques... Marika, the slave with the most demerit dog tags on her slave collar, was stretched naked over a wine barrel in the center of the main pleasure garden's lawn, her nipples pointing upward to the partially cloudy sky. Mitra was given the command to whip the sweat-glistened Brazilian with a trainer's crop, concentrating mostly on the upper thighs, lower belly and shaved pubic areas. At first, her swings were hesitant and too light, A trainer's quirt quickly applied to Mitra's own ass and thighs gave her a fast lesson in how to apply the whip to Miraka's upturned belly. Finally, when the trainers were satisfied with the lashing, they untied the weeping Brazilian and brought her over on her hands and knees to Mitra, who was now staked out upon the lawn in the middle of the slave circle, the six novitiates kneeling naked in the heat of the day, all attired with nipple clamps and anklet chains for today's demonstrations. Immediately, the former business woman from Sao Paolo knew what to do. Her face disappeared into Mitra's spread-eagled thighs as her trainer softly whispered oral commands to her to use her tongue, her lips only, whole mouth or kisses only, on the now writhing young slave. All the other kneeling females were permitted to caress the next girl's thighs and pussy as the demonstration continued. And just when Mitra was beginning to buck under the tongue and lips of her sister slave, the trainer pulled Miraka by her leash and away from the near orgasming girl. Now, each debt slave was brought over to Mitra and told to squat over Mitra's luscious mouth for two minutes of tongue lashing. The beautiful Iranian could not help but to meet each pussy half way down and apply her lips and tongue to each offered pussy, each pussy a difference in scent, moistness and flavor. She was in paradise. After all six girls were serviced, they were told to form a daisy chain around the staked out Mitra and allowed free expression of their lust on the female lying before them. In the meantime, Arthur, the young muscular black trainer, finished off Mitra with his nimble fingers while she avidly nursed upon his saliva-soaked cock. Minutes later, all the girls were at the outdoor showers, silently soaping each other, a small smile on almost every lovely face. The rest of the afternoon was spent in silence lounging about the pool, reading, resting or preparing for an upcoming quiz by listening to their slave commands on their Ipods, or building up a tan. Collars were optional. Chapter four The Estate master sat at his walnut desk in the inner den of his private quarters scanning the on line dossiers of each of the eight women at this training session. He was always interested in how and why they would submit themselves freely to all the deprivations and humiliations of becoming a debt slave. Most were single professionals who over-extended their credit to the point of disaster, but several were married women who were in service as debt slaves, some having been through two or more slaveries in the past already in order to clear up their accounts and get the creditors off their backs, hopefully once and for all. He read the preliminary application of Kate, the lovely thirty-eight year old wife of a middle-aged army major presently in service in the Middle East. It seemsed that she had an appetite for gambling in the many Indian casinos in and around her ranch home in Arizona. She ran up markers that she could never pay off as a junior partner in an architectural firm. So, when she heard about an opportunity that a group of private bankers connected to the board of trustees were willing to negotiate, she sent in an encrypted application and she later discreetly called one afternoon to inquire about her status on the board's waiting list. Her submitted resume showed her to be reserved in public, but very desirous of learning newer, less traditional, sexual activities. She listed rope play, male dominance and spankings on her questionnaire as desirable sex play . None of the above were in the repertoire of her husband's sexuality and a chance to get experience, pay off her huge gambling debts prior to his return and have something exciting to do for three months was too good to pass up. If her spouse only knew that at this very moment outside the den's window, the Estate master was observing the nude hanging figure of the major's collared wife roped to a massive willow tree, being hosed down by two trainers, he would surely have a heart attack (or, perhaps gleefully join in the activity!) Another trainee, a Pakistani beauty named Gupta, was actually in attendance because of her husband, a dot com venture capitalist from Lahore, went bust almost a decade ago and was using his stunning spouse to slowly pay back the millions he owed to his creditors, both here and abroad. This was her third six-month contract with the Estate. Because of her experience as a debt slave, she was used to give morning lectures and hands on demonstrations to the new females on how to be a docile yet self-confident submissive. She also served as a service slave overseer during banquets and member auction sales at of the finale of this or other training periods. Her beauty and grace, even as she was being tit-flogged or made to suck off two trainers at once, was inspiring and a great example to the other women on how to indulge in their servitude while keeping a strong inner sense of self. The master became unusually hard while thinking of Gupta and decided to page her into his den for an afternoon ass licking session, mutually given, and perhaps a tit-fucking climax on her puffy brown nipples. The Estate master rarely climaxed inside his changes, saving that occasion only for women he emotionally favored. So most trainees left his office either with a mouthful of his cum or their tits or ass or belly dripping his load as they passed his often amused head secretary, Ilene, dutiful nude and chained to her desk at in his outer office. Meanwhile, in the conference area of the compound, the pussy training segmentwas finally underway. Each female was chained to a slave ring embedded on the wall of the far side of the room, facing the gardens. They lay on their backs, their collars attached to the rings and their ankle cuffs being used to double them so that hands and ankles were on the same plane, totally exposing their pussies to the trainer and his cohorts. At these events, the more prominent males on the organization's membership rolls were asked if they wished to come and participate, giving their opinion of this sessions pride of newbie debt slaves. Some of the men were regulars to this event, never wanting to miss out on an opportunity to savor new, recently trained pussies before they were auctioned off to some other man. Three of the members were here this day, their firm erections being eyed anxiously by the row of the seven doubled women. The first ten minutes or so of the event were for the males to watch each woman finger herself in front of the trainers and members. The men watched carefully, looking for real slave heat, not just some one just performing as told. If one female was especially into her masturbation, a member might kneel beside her face and give the aroused woman his erection to nurse on while she finger-fucked her juicing pussy. When the master or trainer thought it appropriate, a drum began to beat slowly in the corner of the hall and each man mounted his pre-designated slave. When all were penetrated, a trainer loosened the ankle chains of each sub girl so that she could wrap her lovely limbs around her rider. All the females except the virginal Fanta from Nigeria participated. She was given the service slave task of putting on and removing the male's prophylactics with her lusciously lipsticked mouth. The only rule of the day was that no member could shoot inside a slave's pussy. He had to pull out just before ejaculating, with the option of coming on then slave's belly, tits or face or leaving on the sperm filled bag and having Fanta remove it with her mouth. Gupta, who just arrived in the hall after her private time with the master, was kneeling by to service and clean all comers if requested, including the cum-soaked supplicants. If a member desired a private session with any of the females, he would submit a voucher to one of the trainers and lead the chosen slave away on her leash. This happened often and brought a great amount of extra funds to the Estate. Because all primary intercourse with the new debt slaves was only done in a specific way by order of the master, many members wanted a chance to cum in a different position, or spank a slave debtor or orgasm with his chosen slave girl hanging in the cellar by a rafter, perhaps upside down. His option was his alone once he vouched for his ability to afford the extra attention. The Estate rules for members were also very strict. Actually harming a valuable debt slave trainee or being too overbearing on her psyche was frowned upon by the Estate master and the board. Several wealthy members were asked to give up their memberships for being too abusive with two the trainees several years ago. One woman resigned her contractual agreement and left the estate after an incident where a member brought along his male great dane and demanded that the sub girl service the animal. An alert trainer in the video room caught the incident and reported it immediately to the Estate master, who in turn notified the board of trustees. The board took immediate action upon the transgressor and refunded his one half million dollar club binder, banning him from the membership without recourse. The Estate was not an opened forum for sexual miscreants. It's purpose, as stated in its mission statement, was "a mutually agreed upon exchange of goods and services between consenting adults." Any violation by members was dealt with great discretion yet a firm hand for the protection of all concerned. Sometimes true intimacy between contracted slave and master would lead to an everlasting bond, even formal marriage. Maggie Wright, a soft-spoken, almost shy debt slave serving under a six month service contract to a wealthy bond trader in Manhattan, was so alluring and affectionate with her owner that he couldn't resist his urge to marry her legally. Today, years later, the couple still have an active interest in the in the organization, with Maggie on the Estate's board of directors and Bill consulting pro bono (boner?) as a financial consultant. Whenever a novice caught Maggie's imagination, she would take the new slave girl on loan from the estate back to the couples West Side apartment for the enjoyment of her husband and herself. Also, they were usually in attendance at charity benefits held several times a year at the estate with current in house trainees open to membership bidding for the rest of the weekend, no holes barred. Maggie was a natural female dominant. It was her innovative sex games with her then master's submissive side that lured him into keeping her as his legal spouse. She utilized her prowess in regular domination of her compliant husband with sporadic cock slapping sessions as he was roped to a ceiling hook or the use of penile chastity devices to keep him coming back for more stern but stimulating and loving abuse. It was a marriage made somewhere close to heaven for both. She loved to tie him to their canopy bedstead, his standing figure and straining cock-ringed hard on looming above the mattress where his gorgeous forty-one year old wife-mistress would be hungrily devouring an on loan beauty perhaps half her age, stopping every now and then to force the sub girl to lick Dan's upper thighs and belly, rarely giving the young slave girl access to his throbbing almost purplish erection. If he came without his wife's permission, he knew that her dildo would be felt in his ass later on. A reward for not coming until told could be watching the mouth of his luscious wife swallowing his stout cock whole while their submissive's tongue lapped at his asshole from behind. His climax was felt right down to his straining balls. Then, all three would settle in for a sound sleep, the exhausted slave girl chained again to the foot of the bed, on call if needed during the night, the couple's private scents saturating her senses. Chapter five The last two days of the Estate's training program was set for closure festivities, including a formal dinner party on the first evening with all the soon to be graduates in formal evening wear, at least at the start of the dinner. The only dress distinction that was evident from the other females in attendance was their new hand tooled brown leather collars, a symbol of their readiness to be auctioned off the following night. Only Marika was still in a novice collar, her d rings full of all the demerits she had been rung up by disobeying her trainers' or the master's will. She was given a choice: Either be dismissed from the program and not receive the certification needed to clear her financial debts down the line or be on call in the estate's cellar for any and all activities that would be put upon her as she's chained up in the well equipped punishment room. If her rankings were improved by the following evening's auction and graduation ceremonies, the board of directors may consider her again as a certifiable debt slave. Any failure to please the estate's guest or guests would be enough the sent her off. She was adamant that she would not fail. So, there the long-haired beauty knelt, alone in the depths of the estate basement, awaiting her fate at the hands of any member or members, whoever wanted a break from the formal activities happening upstairs in the main banquet hall, attired only in her cuffs and collar, sweat already dripping from her bronzed, tan lined body. After appetizers and a full dinner, the new graduates came out of their backstage waiting area to a heartfelt round of applause by the members and the board. Some of the women felt a great sense of accomplishment. In less than a year, many of them would be in society again, debt free and with an opportunity to stay that way without the constant stress and worry of being burdened financially, perhaps never again. All seven of the pride gracefully knelt down on the edge of the dimly lit stage and lowered the front of their elegant evening dresses to expose their breasts fully to the audience. When all seven women simultaneously cupped their titties and plumped them up for the members, approval, the audience gave them a standing ovation. Some girls began to tear up and weep, others smiled and began to jiggle their breasts playfully, much to the delight of the older members. They were now fully certified debt slaves, well on their way to receiving a certifiable contract with a new master somewhere in the world outside. Mirika, in the cellars below, heard the merriment and began to weep out of disappointment of being too showy, too feisty to fit in with the rest. That weeping was quickly curtailed when she saw two well dressed young men descending the basement stairs, their cocks already out of their trousers, stiff and wanting. It was going to be a long night. PART 2 THE CONTRACT Mira was the first of the Estate's new slave graduates to be called to the master's inner office to sign her contractual agreement with the association. No longer stripped and collared, she looked like almost any attractive young Latina woman one might spot at a high end club or beauty parlor, more worried by a broken fingernail than the state of the rest of mankind. Her gold ankle chain was the only sign that she had been auctioned off and purchased as a temporary debt slave for three months service, beginning as soon as she signed the contract before her on the master's desk. The inscribed slave chain showed her temporary slave registration number with the date that the last day her service to her new owner falls on. Mira was purchased during the commencement ceremonies several weeks before her return to the Estate. In that time, she was given time to consider her situation again. The board does this to assure that the new slave fully is agreeable to the bylaws of her contract that she is going to sign. If she decides that she couldn't fulfill all the agreements, the organization would hold no malice towards her decision, releasing her completely. No compensation , however, would be paid to her for the two weeks spent in training for her slavery nor she is ever allowed to reapply again as prospective debt slave later. The decision is totally hers to make. Mira had the highest overall ranking among this latest pride of females. Both the house trainers and the members who used her evaluated Mira highly, especially for her docility and threshold for pain. While most of the other girls had to wait for their video resumes to be seen and bidding to occur over the internet, Mira already had met with her buyer in Chicago, shown him some of her submissiveness, and he agreed that indeed he would take her into his life for the allotted time. She was ecstatic. The new master was kind yet stern. He was direct with her about his sexual proclivities. He enjoyed 24/7 in house slavery. She was to always prepare for him, whether he came home that evening or not. Whenever he called her in his lavish apartment, she was to speak to him only while kneeling down, even if she was still fully dressed. Upon his arrival, she was to be nude with only her leather tong and bustier on, no heels. When he arrived, she would quickly prostrate herself fully upon her belly and crawl to his shoes, barely touching them with her fingertips. If he acknowledged her presence, she was to present her small but firm tits to him, popping them out of her bustier. If he was to touch the top of her head or yank a lock or two of her magnificent black mane, she was to unzip his fly and begin smearing her lipstick upon his cock with small wet kisses. Another hand signal would cause her to turn and present her smooth dark Cuban ass to him, either for a quick spanking or penetration by his member. Estate Debt Slaves Mira liked the agreement and her new man and decided to fly back and sign off on her slavery contract. Other members of this new pride were not as fortunate. Gupta, the Pakistani beauty , ended up signing on with a master strictly into bdsm, without any desire for interaction save in his makeshift dungeon outside of Belfast. She and another debt slave already under contract to him were subjected to the whip almost every day. He even designed an ancient waterwheel where he would chain the two naked women, flogging them as they circled. Though he remained within the bylaws of his contract, never really harming the women, he kept them in dire straits almost all the time, though they were well fed and cared for by his young docile wife who was allowed to speak to the women only when her husband was present. She never questioned him about his lack of interest in using the slaves in a direct sexual fashion other than to whip them and force them to labor. Some times he had intercourse in the dungeon with his wife while Gupta and her comrade were told to watch and masturbate each other as they stood over the fucking couple. After the master came inside his panting wife, he usually chose one or the other slave to tongue his unsatisfied wife to orgasm; otherwise, the slaves never were directly fondled or penetrated by him in any way. Gupta's bankrupted husband felt ashamed of himself for subjecting her to such abuse for ninety days and nights; but, on the other hand, because she was a seasoned submissive, she received the highest bids within the new pride of salable slaves when on the block , fetching almost enough future funds for him to pay nearly a half of all this previous debts. Once she was returned to him, he swore he would make amends and never sell her off again, he prayed. Mira finished signing the papers and was allowed, for the first time, to directly address the Estate's master, thanking him and board for giving this opportunity to begin again financially. She shook his hand and left for the airport in the estate's chauffer-driven SUV, a small GPS dildo tucked in her chastity and a little smile of accomplishment on her moistened lips. She crossed her legs in the backseat of the car and gently caressed her new gold chain adorning her right ankle. By tomorrow evening, she would be on her to way learning the ropes of her new existence, so to speak . She could not wait to be there, serving in her submissive role, working her way towards financial freedom. Chapter Six The standard debt slave contract was mutually self- serving: The purchaser would get the continuous service of his slave girl for the allotted time. She was always at his beckoned call. He could utilize her in any way stated in the document or otherwise. If a woman requested that certain sexual acts would not be in her repertoire before she signed, it was forbidden to her master to attempt to force her to perform those acts. Any breech of this section of the contract reported by her to the board via her confidential on line diary to the Estate master may result in a forfeiting of the owner's remaining slave service time and a payment of her debt to her credit regardless. On the other hand, if she refused to perform any service at any time that was in the past consented to by her while in service to her master, he could report her lack of compliance to his wishes to the board at the Estate board and she might forfeit the remaining portion of funds that she was guaranteed after signing. Attorneys on the estate's board of directors negotiated a compromise usually, perhaps trading off one whim or desire for another that both master and his slave could agree upon. There was to be no permanent bodily modification of the slave while she was under contract. Tattooing, piercing or branding was forbidden, even if the female was in compliance at the time. If a slave already had these marks, they were surely documented in her resume video and by the weeks she spent nude and collared at the compound. This rule protected the Estate from being sued later by a woman who might change her mind about forever wearing a master's mark after her service is completed... Perspective suitors usually do not appreciate the initials of another male on his new girlfriend's ass cheek. However, using removable clips and clamps and tattoos on a submissive's body was well within the rights of her owner. Most females were seen at private Estate functions adorned in gold or silver labia chains or rings, their present owner's initials or her registered slavery number inscribed. Certainly, nipple chains or bells also very common attire. Any permanent bodily injury to the slave, of course, was the life-long responsibility of the property owner at the time of injury. He must pay for all subsequent damage, perhaps for the entire life span of his injured slave. The mission of the Estate is to create a positive and agreed upon contract benefiting both parties. They were not in the business of supplying unwilling slaves to sadists or the sexually deranged. These members were hopefully weeded out long before they have any opportunity to act out. So far, in the nine years of its existence, the Estate and all its members, past and present debt slave girls as well as owners have had no major suits filed on the part of either the client or the provider of their exclusive service. Indeed, many former debt slaves recommend this quid pro quo to their girlfriends if the need arises to clear their financial debts. Word of mouth and the impeccable reputation of the organization and their board and its bankers are the only advertising needed on either side of the coin. Some auctioned off slaves sometimes end up in polygamous holdings where the master or masters have a stable of women at their disposal, much like in the literary classic, The Story of O by Pauline Reage. Some slaves prefer this arrangement and state so in their application resume to the Estate. They like the fantasy, the multiple drama of several or more slaves serving at once, the comradeship of the coffle or slave chain line, the ability to be silent yet social with the others in the chateau, manor house or stable, with other women assisting them at their dressing and cosmetics, much like Las Vegas showgirls do for each other... sisters under the thumb with usually more than one male dominant to serve under. Some females feared being exclusively with only one master, especially if his personality lent itself to social isolation or he resided in a remote part of the globe. His demands may fossilize quickly and become more rigid as the months transpire, as in the case of the graceful Pakistani Rana Gupta and her master who used her only as a labor slave to suffer under his whipping. Every new applicant was a bit different from the last and the Estate entrance committee tried to please the woman as much as possible in her stated choices about how she was going to submit once graduated and was auctioned off. The committee always tried their best to honor any requests, especially major ones as no water sports or breath play. A content slave is a compliant slave, and this benefits all concerned...the slave, her owner and the investors at the Estate. Men in different cultures may differ in their sexual proclivities, much like the food they may prefer or the beat of the music they may enjoy. The English may enjoy headmaster spanking fantasies, their 'students' cotton panties around the ankles. American men seem to lean towards big boob blondes and wet T-shirt contests. The Japanese fetish for intricate rope play goes back to the middle ages with woodcuts depicting comely geishas swinging half exposed from hand - tooled rafters while her lover or master lies below her and masturbates or whips her swaying breasts with a supple bamboo switch. Germans tend towards the more crass fetishes as rubber suits and water sports while Italian like ass play and cunninglingus. Every Estate debt slave, after being purchased, was given a morning screening of various erotic films and explicit porn from the country to which she will be assigned. This was intended to decrease any sense of shock or disgust if her new master insisted on , say, pony girl play or regular spankings while in a diapers. The more information she had about her new master and his sexual culture, the easier it would be for the new submissive to adjust once she was kneeling naked before him with her contract in her pretty out stretched hands, awaiting his first demand. Chapter seven The arrival of a new slave woman in a poly amorous household might be greeted in several ways, both by her new master and the women already in his harem. Usually she was greeted with some fanfare by the others, primarily because the presence of new female flesh usually followed with the other submissives being less burdened with the sexual demands of their master, a master who may be tiring of bedding and being blown by the same bevy of beautiful , yet already conquered chattel. A new woman helped to relieve his possible boredom, making him less cruel or demanding on the others. The women also have a new helpmate and slave sister to clean and cook and with when the master isn't around. They may even help the new subbie with tips and tricks on how to serve their master well, how to open her legs and lips to him, what positions foster his quick ejaculation, thus saving her time and energy and much needed rest in pleasuring him with her orifices or fingers. Sometimes the contrary may occur in the household. The present slaves are envious of the attention that is being bestowed on the fresh flesh of the perhaps younger newly arrived female. Perhaps the master has really been taken with her by a newly acquired sexual submissiveness and beauty, ignoring one or more of his slaves who enjoy his company, his touch and his discipline, the attention that they received when in his presence, lifting their breasts to him, awaiting his touch, his command, the feel of his stern yet at times pleasurable whip strokes upon their bodies, always followed by some sort of penetration and slave heat release. Under these circumstances, the females may conspire to lead the new girl astray, giving her false information about the pleasures and peculiarities of their master and his expectations, even after the master himself demanded that they help the new beauty settle into her temporal role as slave girl in the house. If the master were to become aware of this conspiracy and his loss of pleasure due to it, pity those submissives who were involved. The master may even hand over his bondage session to his new slave, having her devise various ways to punish some of the conspirators herself while the master looked on his from enormous bed as the ringleaders mouths were glued to his cock on both sides of his shaft and his whip was lashing at their exposed pussies and asses from behind. Usually, the new female blends in quickly. The other women accept her presence and the master is pleased to add another set of breasts, another pussy and behind to his holdings. An incident such as the above happened to Fanta, the stunning Nigerian/English mulatto whose once wealthy family had urged her to enter debt slavery on their behalf after they invested their Nigerian petroleum based funds in futures and lost millions in the space of one week. Her brothers were casino gamblers and squanderers of the family future even before the stock margin fiasco. They pleaded with their twenty- four year old law student in London to help them before elements of the Russian mob broke all of their lazy limbs or threw them in the Thames. Fanta acquiesced to her siblings pleas and applied to the Estate through a girlfriend for entrance into a three in month stint of debt slavery with an Arab Emirate pair of twin sisters who bought her via the Estate's website. They then traded her to their uncle in Dubai for their right to immigrate to Germany and live a free Western lifestyle without Sharia law looming over them every time they attempted to express their sexual urges. The uncle complied and added to long legged Nigerian to his household of various females and servants in Dubai, his first wife overseeing the females ranging from nineteen to thirty-five. The first two months were awful for Fanta, a withdrawn virgin whose Estate price at auction was nearly three times higher due to her untouched status, at least in her hymen. She endured the Estate's training program, ranking well among those who trained her in receiving anal and oral pleasure, and for her soft spongy lips and long fat tongue whose muscles were developed early on as a choral singer in her country. The usually blaisé Estate master never experienced a rimming any better than the one he received from Fanta the evening when he squatted in the middle of the open court assembly in the conference room and sat gingerly on the beautiful girl's face, she extending that tongue of hers and fluttering it so deftly that the master almost expended his load on contact. And when he was reviewing her dossier and noticed her virginal status, he immediately connected with the twins in Dubai, knowing the intrinsic value of such a female in their realm. The other women in the Sheik's harem were not so impressed with the curvaceous black girl with the long tongue. They ostracized her almost upon arrival, mainly because she was central African, virginal and a great threat to all their unity as a pride of permanently conjugal slave girls. Fanta was only a debt slave. She would not be tattooed or branded and forced to bear male children. She would not be whipped if she didn't bear children. She would be pampered and held in high esteem until the Sheik decided to use her vagina. Until then, he would utilize that glorious tongue and puffy pair of nipples and lips to his and his guests' full advantage. Fanta always was seen in a silver-plated chastity belt when outside her small quarters. Though her bubble-like ass was almost exposed save for a thin strip of silk covering her ass crack , no women in the quarter had ever seen her pussy. Even in the women's bathhouse, she was compelled to be belted. Rumor spread among the other concubines that she was circumcised like many African Moslem females at puberty. If she was, her price upon resale could even go higher, for many ignorant fundamental oil emirates prize a docile woman whom they know cannot feel clitoral pleasure. It is a sadistic thrill for this type of man to know that whatever thrills he may get from using to the woman, she will still not be aroused by his ministrations. Some of the envious wives and slave girls prayed for a chance to punish the big-eyed, conically breasted African beauty. They hoped that in some way she would displease their doting master, perhaps by spilling some of his sperm after he shot on that tongue of hers or accidentally forgetting to prostrate herself fast enough when he entered her chambers and called upon her to spread her ebony ass for him while on her belly. It never occurred. Fanta was as virginal and compliant as the day she arrived. She spent her entire stay without ever being resold, perhaps because the sheik's asking price was too high, or perhaps because he could not bring herself to part with those oversized lips of hers. No one ever revealed if she was sexually mutilated or not. She left the household exactly on the ninetieth day of her arrival, strutting past her harem enemies in a new tailored business suit with matching heels, her head and ass held as high as ever. CHAPTER 8 When Mira arrived at her new master's luxury apartment at lakeside in Chicago, a jovial doorman gave her a coded door card to enter , already being warned of Dan's new house guest. When she entered, a computer screen message was staring at her from the entrance: "Welcome. Your quarters are in the third bedroom on the left. I hope you will enjoy the view and your temporary assignment. A voucher for your debt reduction has been wired to the Estate. Please adhere my requests (commands) completely while in your slavery to me and any guests I may offer your services to in the course of your stay. Make yourself at home. Champagne is in the bar fridge. " Upon his king size bed was another note, shorter and to the point: "Remove everything except your collar and the high heels. When ready, stand against the plate glass window in the room and begin to rub your tits lightly against to pane glass, extending your tongue to lick the glass in front of you. Don't stop until you get four rings on your cell phone in your purse. Kiss and tongue the window as if were my penis or ass... I want to show my friends in the other high rise how submissive you will be to me while in my hands. Please begin." The petite Latina, now naked, let down her voluminous black hair and it cascaded halfway down her backside, and as gracefully as possible climbed upon the interior ledge of the windows overlooking the lake and banking district. As told, she cupped the undersides of her small yet firm breasts and began to rub her dark brown nipple stems softly against the glass while making out with glass, kissing and tonguing it as if a rigid cock in front of her lovely face. After several minutes, Mira began to wonder if anyone was really viewing this event at all. Were there men and perhaps other women observing this show? Why didn't the phone ring? Slowly, she began to lose her focus and enthusiasm for her new master's order and began to slow down her grinding the window glass almost to a halt. Just then, a whip stroke caught her ass and she jumped out of position while covering her soft olive-skin ass. Daniel stood in front of her and she immediately regained her composure and fell to her knees and then to her belly, extending her arms and clearing away her curled tresses so that her leather collar was fully exposed to him. Still fully dressed in business clothes, he silently tapped her on the back of her head and she rose to her knees and presented her breasts to him. Another tap and she unzipped his trousers as called for in his list of house rules that she memorized prior to arriving in Chicago. His cock was still quite soft, but she immediately began the tongue and kiss it rather loudly until it reared up in her face. Still without a word passed between the two, her new master grabbed both breasts in his large hands and squeezed them into position for a vigorous tit-fucking. Mira rubbed and moaned until his cum was spurting all into her hair, across her face and tits and dripping down her belly into her ringed navel. After a moment to recuperate, she returned to her kneeling position and her master zipped up his pants. "Welcome to your new life, Mira". "Thank you, master," she replied, eyes down to the plush carpeting and cum soaked tits still being held up to him by her long slender fingers. Daniel extended his hand and she rose to meet it. "Now I'll show you how to make a drink for me and properly serve it while I relax and read my paper. The first half of Mira's slavery went exceedingly well... Daniel seemed to just adore his little pet and usually acted as if she were his fiancé rather than his indentured sex slave. He gave her an American Express expense card and told her to shop for elegant dresses and scanty lingerie as she wished. She loved the light in his lustful eyes every time she would greet him on her knees when he buzzed himself in at the lobby door. A skimpy lace bra with uplifting cups and a newly bought whip or sex toy always had him hard as soon as a open the door and saw her there in her welcoming position, hands over her head and knees spread to reveal her labia tag declaring her his sole possession. Many nights, he would take her right there, just unzipping his trousers and having her kiss his cock tip with her red lipstick marks showing all over his belly and thighs. He seemed to desire Mira as a lover would rather than a slave . Many times, he would fuck her face to face in missionary position, her ankles and slave chains locked over his strong backside as he pumped away caressing her raised ass cheeks with his strong hands. Their orgasms were at times mutual and explosive and Mira could not begin to thank her great fortune of finding such a master. She was in love.