2 comments/ 27230 views/ 3 favorites The Selection Ch. 01 By: S. Stevenson Part One: The Meeting Having picked up her luggage, Angel walked out of the terminal and into the bright sunlight. Allowing a short time for her eyes to adjust to the brightness, she finds a man, a short but pleasantly dress man, standing with a sigh with her name on it. As she walks toward the man she smiles, sticks out her hand and says, “I am Angel.” With a broad smile the little man introduces himself by simply stating, “I am Mike, your chauffeur.” Then reaching for her bag he says, “Please, follow me ma’am.” Leading Angel to his limousine he opens the back door for her. As she enters the car Mike states, “Your Master waits for you just a short distance away.” Indicating her bag Mike tells Angel that he will place that in the trunk for her convenience. Then slipping into the front seat Mike signals and pulls out into the airport traffic. As the car moved through the traffic Angel pondered just how and why she was here. She thought on how she met this man, her Master, in a chat room. How at first he was not at all interested in her, or any other woman for that matter. His words kept drawing her to him. Yes, this man was different than all the other would be doms searching the chat rooms for some dumb girl that would drop her drawers and submit to any man/woman that would tell her to do so. This man, named Scott Andrews, became her Master over the internet long before he even knew he was going to be Angel’s Master. As she would listen (read) what he would say to the novice Doms & subs Angel knew that this man was very different. He always spoke to the novices with respect. Stating, “They may be submissive, but they are not my submissive.” In many cases he would defend those that were new to the D/s world. He would tell others that it was the woman’s choice as to whom, when and how her submissiveness would be used. Anything other than her choice was rape. Often stating, “I am a dominant, not a rapist.” Angel had been here to see her Master once before and he had come to visit her once. However, she could not get him nailed down to being just her Master. He has been talking, and visiting other women who also wanted him as their Master. Scott never her that he was ready to settle down to being just with one woman. They had discussed his choices for a monogamous relationship vs. a relationship based on the foundation of polygamy. Angel thought about how many men had approached her offering a relationship consisting of multiple subs. She had turned them all down flat. There not even consider sharing her Master with others until she met Scott. He would tell her, that in time he wanted to settle down with one woman as his wife and his slave. To fill his need for both with just the right woman. A woman that was intelligent enough to know that sitting at his feet was just a way to open his heart. So that he would listen to her advise him on matters that concern them, and still acknowledge that he is the man. Now she was on her way to meet him and the other three women he has been seeing. All four of them were to meet for two weeks. It was explained to her that Master Scott hoped to make his decision as to which woman would it be by the end of the two weeks. He had told her that they would meet at his house in the city for a week and then move to his place in the country. Angel was lost in her thought and totally unaware that the car had come to a stop and Mike was opening the door for her to get out. As she stepped out of the car Angel looked around and was surprised that they were not at her Master’s home. In fact they were at a motel. Mike took her arm lightly and said, “Right this way, Ma’am.” as he guided her to the first floor room and, knocked on the door. Scott opened the door and greeted Angel with a big smile and took her into his arms for a big hug. Thanking Mike he closed the door while he continued to hug Angel and asked her how was her trip. Then Angel saw her. One of the other women, here to claim her Master, just as she was here to claim a Master. There she stood. Totally nude. Even her pubic hair was completely removed. Angel had to fight down the pangs of jealousy that was rising inside of her. After all didn’t this other woman know that this was her Master? Feeling her tense up Scott backed off of his hold on her, but only slightly. Then he turned half a turn so that he could see both Angel and the other woman, stating, “Angel this is Beth.” He continued, “Beth is here to help us out over the next two weeks. She is a local girl that I have played with in the past, but we have found that we are not compatible for a long-term relationship. We hope that Beth can be with us for the full two weeks, but that may not be possible as she also has a family to attend.” Taking Angel’s hand and handing it to Beth Scott says, “Take her into the other room and help her to get ready.” Turning to Angel he says, “I’ll see you in just a few minutes.” Angel went with Beth as Beth continued to hold her hand. As the two girls reached the small hall Angel noticed that the first room was furnished like a living room. Complete with a bar, couch and a dinning, or conference, table. As they entered the hall she noticed the entrance to the bath was to the left and a walk-in closet was to the right. The hall ended when they entered a large bedroom, complete with a king size bed and two additional naked women. One was tall, about 5’9”, and the other was shorter, about 5’2”. Both were just like Beth in that they were completely nude, including their bald pussies. Beth introduced Angel to the girls, calling the tall one Ann and the shorter one Marilynn. As Beth started to remove Angel’s clothing Angel started to make a quick assessment of the other three as they compared to her. Ann was shorter than she is and probably the thinnest one of the four. Beth was the same height as Ann. While not fat she was also not skinny. Both girls were most likely in their late thirties or very early forties. Marilynn was in her mid-forties, and more full bodied, just like Angel. All three of the girls were more than ample in the size of their breast, but not as full as Angel’s 44s. Beth had completed her chore of removing all of Angel’s clothing. Now Angel noticed that all of the other women were wearing collars and wrist and ankle cuffs. All were black leather. Beth led Angel into the bath where she had prepared a warm bath for her. Angel was about to step into the bath when Beth told her to bend over and spread her cheeks. Just as soon as she complied with the order Angel felt the well-lubricated nozzle slip into her rectum. As she started to adjust to the intrusion Beth released the clamp and the warm liquid was filling her up. Beth simply said, “Master will often play with your ass and we do not wish for him to have any surprises, now do we. Enemas will often be a part of your preparations for Master.” Angel just relaxed and let this pass, also. She was not required to hold the liquid for very long. However, as she was allowed to relieve herself Angel did notice the feelings of total submission and ownership had filled her very being. She was not asked to submit to the enema. She was just ordered to bend over and it became a fact. She was then given permission to relieve herself as though every function of her very being belonged to her Master. Even this. As she settled into the water Beth started to wash her all over. Front, back, ass, puss face and hair. When she was done washing Beth did not allow for any time for resting in the warm water as she help Angel to her feet, and then started to dry her off. Then Beth directed Angel to go back into the bedroom. Marilynn greeted them at the entrance and held out a black leather collar. Nothing was said, but it was clear that Angel was expected to lower her head so that her neck fitted into the collar. As she did so, the collar was buckled snugly and then a padlock was applied. As she raised her head Angel’s hands automatically went to the back of the collar to test the holding power of the buckle and the padlock. As she thought, “There is no way out of this collar without my Master’s permission.” Marilynn step aside and Ann took her place. In her hands Ann held a set of black leather wrist cuffs. Angel gave Ann a slight smile as she placed her left wrist into the cuff and waited while Ann buckled and padlocked it on her. It was the same procedure for the right cuff. At this point Beth, still behind Angel, lifting her arms up and then bringing her wrists behind her head as she snapped the cuffs to her collar. Beth then told Angel to stand at the foot of the bed. As she felt the mattress against the backs of her knees Angel was instructed to sit, then to lay back. Marilynn immediately kneeled to place the left ankle cuff on Angel while Ann did the right one. Again both cuffs were padlocked. At this point Angel was able to notice that the collars and cuffs on the other girls were also padlocked. Then Angel’s ankle cuffs were snapped together. Her legs were then raised up on the bed with the souls of her feet facing each other. New snaps were added to the underside of her ankles. This forced her knees out and opened her pussy for the entire world to see. Stapes were then added to her knees, and tightened, opening her pussy even more, and holding it so. Beth step up to the end of the bed looking down at Angel and said, “Slaves are not allowed to have pubic hair in this household. Your pubic hair is a symbol of your change from a girl to a woman. As our Master’s slave you have given that womanhood to him. Now do you wish to have this symbol removed from your body?” Enjoying her feelings of being owned Angel instantly said, “Yes! Please remove any symbol that I am my own person. It is my desire to belong only to my Master.” Beth then asked, “Will you continue to keep your pussy clean and free from anything that may hid or obstruct our Master’s use of your true womanhood?” Again Angel did not hesitate, “Yes, It will be my pleasure to keep myself open and available to my Master at all times.” Those words were no sooner out of Angel’s mouth than she saw Marilynn step up and hand Beth the electric hair clippers. Beth kneeled as she thanked Marilynn, and then started to comb and clip away Angel’s pubic hair. Taking her hair down until it is just nubs with only the slightest indication of it bright red color still showing. Then Ann came out of the bathroom carry a tray with a bowl of warm water, a razor and a bottle. Angel was expecting to see shaving cream, or gel, but to her surprise there was none. The bottle on the tray turned out to be cream hair rinse. As Beth rubbed the cream rinse into Angel’s pubic mound and pussy she answered the question running through Angel’s mind, “We use the cream rinse instead of shave creams because it does a better job of lifting the hairs and allows for a closer, smoother shave while protecting the skin. Then Beth pick up the razor an applied it to it’s purpose. While she continued to remove even the slightest bits of pubic hair Beth explained, “Shaving will be an everyday part of getting yourself ready for the Master. If he notices the slightest nub of hair, whether by sight or feel, he will punish you.” Then Ann broke in, “You do not want Master to punish you. His punishment can be brutal.” Beth added, “It is not his punishment that I dread, it is his insistence on my submission. In fact I rather enjoy his punishment, bondage, whippings and the like, but I would prefer that he just force me.” Noticing that she had the other girl’s attention, Beth elaborated, “The other day I went to his house to tell him that I would not be any part of this next couple of weeks. He simply replied with, “OK, that is your choice.” He then laid out my collar and said nothing. I held out. Telling him I was not going to submit to him anymore. While I was looking at my collar he simply said, “OK, that is your choice.” The next thing you know I was on my knees begging him to put my collar on. He did and then spanked me until I could not sit still.” “Of course that is just what he wanted you to do.” Ann added. Finishing her job, Beth took the snaps off of Angel’s ankle cuffs, but allowed her knees straps to remain holding her legs open. Unable to see what Beth was doing she soon felt it. The tip of a butt plug was opening her rear entrance. More and more Beth pushed. Each time Beth pushed Angel could feel her whole body move towards the head of the bed in resistance to the invasion of her rectum. Soon the resistance was of no use. The tip of the plug opened her up. First just a little, and very slowly, but then with the pressure, and the lubrication, her muscles opened wide giving way to this intruder until it found it’s seat firmly in her ass. Beth was releasing the straps from Angel’s knees and Marilynn was releasing her wrists. Beth explained that she was now ready to meet and greet their Master, just like the other girls. Angel then took a careful look at the others and was surprised to see that all three of them also had butt plugs firmly seat in their asses as well. As Angel stood up and started to stretch out the kinks she observed Beth connecting a small chain to the back of Marilynn’s collar. She then ran the chain to the front of Ann’s collar. Then one was connected to the front of Angel’s collar. Then Beth connected the front of her own collar to the back of Ann’s and the chain coming from Angel was then connected to the back. They were all connected to each other in the order of their height and with just enough room for them to walk in step together. Beth then said, “Let us go and serve our Master. Marilynn, please lead the way.” Off the four girls went into the lounge room to serve their Master. Four chicks in a row walked into the lounge room and stopped in front of the couch. Beth then turned her head and said, “We are all ready to serve you Sir.” Master Scott smiled a big, broad grin as he thanked them for their gift and he thanked Beth for her efforts in getting them all ready. He walked over to them, then down the line. As he come to each girl he gave her a kiss on the check, and in so doing he brushed his hand over her breast and/or her pussy. Unsnapping Beth from the line, and then reconnecting Angel, Master Scott asked them all to sit down on the couch. To Beth he took her lead chain, like it was a leash, and simple told her to kneel. Scott started off by saying; “I would like to thank each one of you for the wonderful gift that your very presents indicates is your desire to grant me.” As Master spoke, Angel’s mind drifted off a bit as she admired this man that she had chosen to be her Master. He was not the normal type that you would expect a woman to chose. He would not be classed as a hunk. Although, he is not bad. A full head of dark hair with very little gray. Even at his age. He stood about average size, which made him about three inches shorter than her 5’11”. Scott is slightly heavy for his size, but not bad for a man in his fifties. He had a deep voice that when he used it in his sexy mode could make almost any woman want to present him with her panties. Just like these four women have done. All sitting here wearing nothing but their collars and cuffs. Then there are his blue eyes. Master had these wonderfully blue eyes that could stare right through you. Startled back into the here and now, Angel found that Scott was looking right at her. “Angel, are you with us?” he was saying. “Yes Master, I am with you.” She replied. “My rules are very simple. These rules are not just for the next two weeks, but will be in force for as long as you are my slave. You are here to help me select which of you will be my full-time slave. You are not here just to play, however, we will do a lot of that.” Scott continued, “First, lets cover Beth and her function here. Beth is not going to be selected as my slave. Although, Beth and I have talked a lot over the Internet, the phone and in play, we have found that our desires are a little different. Beth craves the harshness of a rape and humiliation. To put it very plainly, Beth is a pain slut. I on the other hand I detest the concept of force. For these reasons we have decided to remain friends within D/s. In these next two weeks Beth will not only be a playmate for all of us, but she will also be my assistant. I will get into what all of that means a little later.” “I would also like to point out that it’s not your appearance that I am looking for. More to the point, I am looking into your desires and/or your general attitude. It is theses things that will tell me who is most compatible. An example of what I mean is this: You may be very submissive, but I am looking for a slave. Not all women that are submissive are slaves. Now on to my rules:” “Each of you has been given a safe word that has nothing to do with any form of sexual activity. If you use this word I promise you I will stop whatever is going on at the time and you will be allowed to discuss whatever it is that is bothering you. Under this same rule you may end this two weeks at anytime you wish. Should you so desire you will be given a plane ticket to where ever you wish, within the U.S., and a ride to the airport. You will have done nothing wrong if you choose to leave us. We are here to see how we might best fit for a long term relationship as Master/slave. This one rule here is the reason that Beth and I have decided to just be friends. She does not want this freedom. It is her desire to be forced into her slavery. While she enjoys giving of herself into submission it is the force that she craves.” “A slave is to keep herself open and available at all times! Currently you are all dressed properly for my slave. Your shaved pussies are an indication of your openness to your Master. Just as your pubic hair was a symbol of your womanhood, the lack of pubic hair is now a symbol of your chosen position as my slave. Keeping yourselves open goes deeper than just your body and your willingness to have sex. Although, that is a part of it. Now we both know that you cannot remain naked at all time. There will be times that we are going out and at those time I will expect you to dress like a lady, and still be open to your Master. Each of you will find a box under the couch with your name on it. In it you will find the acceptable outfit for around the house. Should you desire to wear more than this outfit you must have my permission.” “A slave is to never use the word “No” to her Master. When you give yourself to me as my slave you have given to me permission to use you anyway that I choose. This means that you have agreed to allow me to pick and choose just what your limits will be.” “Those are the rules. They are not just for the next two weeks, but also for the rest of time. If you expect that you will have trouble with these rules then you should speak up at this time. Are there any questions?” Ann spoke first, “What if we have visitors that are not into the scene? What are the rules then?” Master Scott replied, “Same rules that I have explained to you here. You are to wear only what you have been given permission to wear. In the boxes under the couch you will find a tunic that will fit you. The tunic will cover you for the sake of modesty, but will not hinder any use of your body that I may wish to enjoy. You are allowed to wear that without obtaining special permission.” “All of us have butt plugs inserted into our asses. Why is that?” Angel asked. “That is part of the openness rule. I use butt plugs to hold open your rectum for my enjoyment and to train you to relax your muscles so they will allow me to enter you there with little or no pain.” Master went on, “The openness rule is not an option. It is not open for discussion, and it will be a large factor in my selection of the one slave that is for me.” The Selection Ch. 01 Then Marilynn asked, “Well we be allowed to play with each other?” “You will be allowed to play with each other once you have my permission.” Was Scott’s response. “Any other question?” “That being the case then, Beth will you disconnect the chains and help them open their boxes, please?” “Yes Master.” That being said Beth rose to her feet and approached the other girls. She only disconnected the chains from the back of the collars and she places a chain on the front of Marilynn’s collar. This left a short chain on the front of each collar. Just like a leash for a pet. Beth even had a little leash on her own collar. The girls opened their boxes and found them full of surprises. The item on top was the tunic that Master had promised them. They were all white with a gold trim around the edges. On closer examination they found that the tunics were two separate pieces, a front and a back. Velcro held them together at the shoulders and the sides. Looking at Beth with a question in her eyes Angel waited for her answer. Beth then said, “Master can bind you while you wear the tunic and then he can remove it without untying you. Also, even though you are wearing your tunic it does nothing to hide you from Master’s eyes or touch.” As Angel put hers on, she could see just what Beth was saying. Angel found it very easy to slip hers over her head. The tunic had a deep neckline, but covered the breast very well. While the sleeveless openings allowed the breast to be exposed at will. The will of the Master or that of the slave. The skirt came to mid thigh, and was loose allowing it to be lifted easily that the slave could expose her charms, or the Master could inspect them. At the shoulders, and the sides, there was a Velcro tape that held the front to the back, or opened up to allow easy access. Around the waist there was gold metal belt that would move and twist as the wearer moved and twisted. As the girls were getting their tunics adjusted Beth pulled from her box a pair of sandals. They were very simple in their design. Having a sole that was very flexible from heal to toe. There was just the slightest hint of a heal. Just enough for comfort, but not enough to provide any lift. The sandals were held on the foot by a series of straps that wrapped the foot and ended by being tied around the ankle. The other items in the box included toys of all kinds. Dildos, butt plugs of several different sizes, floggers, whips and many different types of straps and other bondage equipment. As Angel looked through her box she found that every item had her name on it. Angel figured that her toys were to be kept separate from the toys belonging to the others. As all this was running through Angel’s mind, Master stepped in front of her. Reaching into the front of her tunic he exposed her left nipple through the neckline. As he twisted and pulled on her nipple he asked her, “What do you think, Angel?” As she started to respond she felt the nipple clamp gripping her left nipple. Then he repeated the procedure on her right nipple. Angel noticed that Master did not wait for her reply to his question as he turned and walked back to the center of the room. Master did not want her to respond, he just wanted to make a statement that she belonged to him, she figured, and the realization that she totally belonged to him surprised her. Angel had thought she would be able to leave him with little, or no, harm to her heart should he choose to reject her as his slave. Angel now knew that was not the case. Beth was then directing the girls to sit around the table on the other side of the room. Angel had noticed that Master had left the suite. Just as Angel was about to sit down, Beth reached into her tunic and took hold of the right nipple clamp. At fist she pulled, then twist and finally removed the clamp altogether. Beth repeated these actions on the left breast. Then to Angel’s surprise, Beth gave each nipple a soothing kiss. At each place at the table there was a small stack of papers. On the top was a letter from Master Scott. Beth picked up the letter and said, “Follow along as I read.” Dear Slave: You have come here to see if we, you and I, can make a wonderful couple as slave/Master. I welcome you. I look forward to this next two weeks with hope and faith. Faith in us, that we will know what is a fit and what is not. Hope that we may both find whatever it is that we seek for our life ahead. The sheet under this letter is your consent form. It simply states that you are entering into this Master/slave relationship of your own free will. That either, you or I, have the full right and understanding that either may discontinue this relationship at their own will. Excluded in this form is any decisions made during a sexual session. The next sheet is your disclosure and medical authorization form. You are to disclose any and all heath related information at this time. This will include any and all sexual activity in the last 12 month. It also authorizes me to have you examined at my will. The signing of this form also grants me your permission to access and have full knowledge of your medical history. Next, there is a medical “Power Of Attorney.” This form will allow me to seek and obtain medical treatment for you. Should that ever become an issue. This form will also allow me to make medical decisions for you in the event that you are unable to do so for yourself. The next set of papers that you will find is a list of things that you either desire sexually or that you feel will be harmful to you. I want you to fill these sheets out with this understanding; once you are tied up your limits become my limits. So to save time and misunderstandings we will start out with the understanding that your limits are now what I will limit for us. You have two choices to make on this last form This is something I desire to have done to me, or with me. If an activity is not what you desire, but you do not think it will harm you, then just leave it blank. This is something that I feel will be physically or emotionally harmful to me, or our relationship. If this is the case then you are asked to explain why and how this activity would be harmful. You are to sign and date each paper in front of you, including this letter. If for some reason you do not wish to do so, please tell Beth and she will arrange your ticket home. Once again I thank each of you for coming, and the wonderful gift that you are offering to me. The letter was signed very simply, Scott Andrews. Each girl took in a deep breath and reread the letter. All you could hear in the room was the breathing of the four girls. The air seemed thick with the tension of each. Then as quick and sharp of the snap of a whip Beth’s voice broke the silence, “Is they’re any among us that has any trouble signing the Master’s papers?” Almost as they were afraid to speak each girl just nodded no in response to Beth’s question. All four of them went through the papers, but kept to themselves for the most part. Once in a while there would be a slight moan or a sigh. Angel went through her papers with care. Paying little or no attention to the others. The release form was a cinch. She knew why and what she was here for. She was here to be Master’s slave. The medical forms were not much harder. Master had told her that he would require them, along with a medical release. Angel came prepared with all the pertinent information in her purse. Which was left for her on the bar. When Angel got to her “Desired/Harmful” form she remembered her Master’s words, “Once you are tied up you are subject to my limits.” So she went through the list marking only those things that she desired her Master to do to her, or to have her do. She found only a few things that would cause her to balk at his orders, but in the end she knew that she was a true slave and would obey any order. Angel wrote across the bottom of the form, “I am my Master’s slave. I will accept his limits as my own. I will serve him in any way that he should decide. I will provide this service with joy and love in my heart.” Then she signed it. This gave Angel time to watch the others. Marilynn did not seem to have any trouble with her list of things to do. Ann, on the other hand, seems to be doing a lot of writing. Beth had finished before her, so she was unable to make a judgment as to Beth’s level of acceptance. As Angel was watching the others, the door to the suite opened and Mike, the chauffeur, walked in. He then handed to each of the girls a large envelope. Please put your papers in this envelope, seal them, and hand them back to me. As each girl did so she was handed a leather overnight, or duffle, bag with her name on it, and instructed to put all her belongings in the bag. Including the clothes that she was wearing when she got there. When all the bags were filled, Mike took them from each of the girls and put them by the door. Mike then told the girls to sit back down at the table. Just as they complied there was a knock at the door. Just as Mike opened it two women entered the room looking and acting like they are in the medical profession. The elder one, of the two, said, “Ladies we are here to take both blood and urine samples.” As this was being said the other woman was passing out the little jars for the urine samples. The older one continued, “Line up by height for your urine test and when that is completed return for your blood test.” Ann was the first to break the stillness of the four girls, “What is all this for?” “To make sure none of you are bringing any STDs to this little party!” the younger woman responded, “Now go and pee in the bottle!” she continued. When all the test had been completed the two women talked with Mike for a short time. They then handed him a piece of paper and left as Mike walked them to the door. Mike then instructed the four women to follow him out of the motel. Where they found the limo waiting. There was little or no chance for anyone to see just how they were dressed. There was also no chance for them to see just who might be watching. Mike loaded the rest of their things into the trunk of the car, slipped back into the front seat and smoothly pulls away from the motel. He said nothing about where they were going, or how long it would take to get there. Beth was the first to speak, “We are on our way to Master’s house, which is just north of the city. It is about 25 miles from the airport, and at this time of day it could take as much as an hour and a half to get there.” That was all that was said on their ride. Angel used this time to look the others over and to access in her mind just how each one stacked up to her. Beth has very full breast, is good looking with her bright blue eyes, a little shorter than me, and open to any sexual activity that her Master may think of. Angel decided that indeed was Beth, but Master had already said the decision was made as to Beth becoming his full time live in slave. Then there was Marilynn. While much shorter than all the girls she is very heavy breasted. You could not call Marilynn slim by any rule of measure. You could also not call her fat. Judging from how she sat in the limo one could surmise that Marilynn has very little trouble in displaying her body. There also seem to be this delight in her eyes as a result of her slavery and her requirements to serve her Master. Marilynn had little or no trouble in filling out the “Desired/harmful” form, therefore one could assume that she would do anything. Angel decided that could be a real challenger to her for the position of full time live in slave. Angel then turned her attention to Ann. What could one say about Ann? It is obvious that Ann is a submissive individual, but it does not appear that she has reached the level of slave in her submission to a man. It is clear that Ann has an issue in trusting. Anyone with just such an issue cannot give herself into total slavery. Ann, like Beth, would like her treatment from her Master to be very near the abuse level. The kind of treatment that will leave permanent marks and scares. In Ann's mind such marks are a badge of courage. Angel also guessed that Ann would have trouble carrying on conversation with Master Scott, who is very highly educated. Angel decided that Ann is not competition to her for the position of full time live in slave. Angel then noticed that they were at her Master’s house. Either the trip did not take as much time as Beth had predicted or Angel had been totally lost in her thoughts and in so doing lost all concepts of time. Mike was pulling up into Master’s drive. He then rushed to the back door of the limo to open it for the girls. One by one they filed out and into Master’s house. Continued in Part 2. The Selection The Selection Ch. 02 Chapter Two: Master's House This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master's full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the second part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous chapter. I encourage you to rate this story and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S. * * * * * The first three women entered the Master's home and just started to look around. When they noticed that Beth had stopped at the door and removed her tunic. Hanging it on a hook by the door she was now dressed only in her sandals, collar, cuffs and her belt, which she had left on. Ann questioned the need for this since they were nude under their tunics anyway. Marilynn just smiled at both Ann and Beth. While Angel remembered the words of her Master back at the motel and walked right back to the door and removed her tunic as well. Mike had just finished bringing in all the luggage and putting them in the front hall. He then turned to Beth and instructed her to show each of the ladies to their rooms. He then turned to the others and stated, "You will take your bags to your room, and then you will return here immediately." Angel started to reach for her tunic when Mike put his hand on hers and said, "It is best that you leave that here ma'am. Just incase your Master has visitors and he desires that you be covered." Angel complied as she turned to follow Beth down the hall and up the stairs. It always seemed to amaze Angel at just how large Master's house was on the inside. She knew that the center of the upper floor was taken by Master's suite. Then there was a wing at either side of the master suite. As they walked Beth told Angel to wait were she was. Just outside Master's bedroom. Angel was in hopes that she was going to be assigned to sleep with her Master. As she waited Angel mused on how wonderful that would be. Master has a large bed that he would bind her to every night. She would have to remember to relieve herself before she went to bed, because once she turned in she would not be able to get up without waking Master. Beth returned without the other two gals and simply said, "Follow me." That broke Angel's dream as she picked up her bag and followed Beth. They turned left and walked to the end of the hall of the west wing of the house. There, Angel was ushered into a very nice bedroom suite. Beth said, "These will be your rooms while you are here. Master expects them to be picked up and clean at all times." With that Beth shut the door and left Angel alone. Angel started to look around as she unpacked. The main room was divided into two sections by the placement of furniture. At one end there was the bed. King size, and in a nautical fashion. The mattress sat on a wooden platform, which sat on a chest of drawers. Angel studied the wood for just a bit. Saying to her self, "I think this is oak." Wooden sides came up from the platform to about one half the thickness of the mattress. The headboard formed a shelf that was just right for books, clocks and the like. Above the shelf was a mirror. On either side of the bed was a nightstand. Made of the same wood with a single drawer. Above the nightstand was a lamp. Again in a nautical theme. You know, the brass lamps that hang from a hook and will sway as a boat rolls with the sea. Then Angel noticed in the headboard, sides and foot of the bed there were these mettle rings inserted into the wood. At first thought she wondered about the uniqueness of these rings. They were chromed and inset so as to be flush with the wood. She guessed that the rings were in keeping with the nautical style as if they could be used as tie downs in rough seas. Running her finger over them she realized that these rings were not just decoration. They are real. They are there in the bed and intended to be used as tie downs, but not for rough sea. Those rings are meant to tie her down. This concept brought a smile to her face. To the left of the bed there was an open door. Angel walked into what would be called a dressing room. At least that is what she would call it. On one side there was a walk-in closet with built in dressers. On the other side was a dressing table with a stool and a lighted mirror. Passing through the dressing room there was the bathroom. It was also good size, with a shower stall that would hold at least three people. Angel opened the door and noticed that the showerheads ran from floor to ceiling. Angel walked back into the main room and started to observe the sitting aspects of the other side. There were several chairs with side tables and lamps by each. A couch, coffee table and fireplace flanked on each side by bookshelves. On the shelves were all kinds of books, a TV, DVD/VCR player and a CD player/changer. As Angel looked over the library of tapes, DVDs and books a smile came to her as she realized they were all related to her being a slave. She found that one was even of her in a session with her Master. As Angel was looking over the furniture the door to her room opened and she was startled to see her Master standing there. As Scott walked over to her holding out his arms and he asked, "How do you like your room?" Angel smiled as she opened her arms to receive him and said, "It is great, but I would rather be with you in your room." They held each other in tight embrace. Angel was delighted with the feeling of her bare nipples rubbing against his shirt as her breast were pressed into her body. Scott then reached up behind her and took a hand full of red hair. Not pulling, but guiding her to arch her back so he could place his mouth over hers. As he probed the inside of her mouth with his tongue his hand helped provided support to stop her from falling over. Angel kept her arms around Scott's shoulders finding comfort in his abilities to support her. Then she felt his other hand slip in between her legs. This was the first that she noticed just how wet she was there. She felt the folds of skin willing open to him as he insert two fingers to probe the depths of her womanhood. There she was held in place by one hand behind her head and part of the other inside of her. She noticed also that her Master's fingers that were still outside of her pussy were pushing on the butt plug seating it deeper within her. As Scott continued to hold her in this manner Angel forgot about everything else. She was in heaven, as she knew it to be. She was just as she wanted to be. For her Master. Totally open to his eyes, his touch, his every desire. Angel knew that this was a standard for her Master. To hold her open. Her mouth, pussy and ass all open to him. Angel knows that this was one of his more intimate ways of opening her up, so she was enjoying every second of it. Scott eased up the pressure on her mouth. Angel knew that he was ending this kiss, and she tried to hold him close with her arms around his neck. Her effort was fruitless as his left hand, on the back of her head, pushed her back into a standing position. His right hand did not move though. Staying on her pelvis with his two middle fingers inserted deep within her. When Angel regained her own balance Scott moved his left hand from the back of her head to her right breast. Taking her nipple between his thumb and his index finger and pinching it until she winched. Moving his right hand out of her pussy he brought his fingers up to her mouth. Angel opened for her Master. Sucking his fingers into her mouth and licking them both clean of her own juices. It was almost as if the desire was greater than the both of them combined. Angel sucking and licking his fingers with a great deal of vigor. The one thing that should be understood at this point is that Angel may be a slave, but she is a very smart slave. Angel knows that it is intimacies just like this that binds a man and a woman together. When practiced on a regular basis this emotional binding can be stronger than any welded metal known to man. When Angel had completed her cleaning services to her Master's fingers she slipped them from her mouth and brought his hand to her left breast. As she did so she stated, "Master, please enjoy this breast. It is for you. Touch it, feel it, squeeze it or pinch it, whatever feels good to you. Take your energy from it as you suckle it. The very pulse that beats within is there for your pleasure." Angel then placed her hands behind Scott's head and brought her mouth to his. Both of them thrilled by the lustfulness of their kiss. This time Angel was the aggressor in the use of her tongue as she dashed in and out. Teasing his tongue as she tried to twist it around her own. Angel could feel just how her Master was responding to her as she pressed her pelvis to his. Scott put his arms around her as she dispensed her passions. Taking this as a sign of acceptance she continued her kissing as she opened his shirt one button at a time. With each release of a button she revealed more bare skin. As she did so she moved her body so that her nipples would brush against his newly bared flesh. She could feel his passion increase with each move she made. Accepting this as encouragement she made her moves bolder. Breaking off her kisses Angel started to move down. First his neck. Then his shoulders, and then on to his chest. She took some time at his nipples as she reached down to release his belt. Reaching into his pants in order to free his manhood to the pleasures that she was offering. Then Scott took hold of her hands. Lifting them up to his chest. Holding each of them close together he placed a snap on the rings set into Angel's wrist cuffs. Looking deep into her Master's blue eyes Angel could only smile as she said, "Thank you, Master. You know how much I love being bound for you." She continued, "Is there any other way that you would like to restrain me, or to bind me in a fashion that would open your slave to your desires?" Master Scott just smiled and took the back of her head in his hands as he directed her mouth towards his shaft of desire. Angel willing, almost greedily, opened her mouth to receive him. She brought her hands down to caress the base of his shaft with one hand and his balls with the other. At the same time she took him into her mouth with a swift movement that placed the head of his dick at the very opening to her throat. It had been awhile since she had serviced any man with her mouth and Angel was surprised that she had to fight back the automatic urge to gag. As she started to withdraw his cock from her mouth she ran her tongue up and down the under part of the shaft. As she applied her tongue to its task she flicked the tip back and forth across the vein that runs the length. At the same time she suck as hard as she could. As if she was trying to draw out every drop that he had stored within him. She then let his shaft drop from her lips. Looking up into his eyes she smiled and said, "This is your mouth, to kiss, to gag, for you to use in anyway that would bring you pleasure." Scott let his head fall back as he stood there enjoying being minister to in this manner. He would allow himself to think of how wonderful it would be to have this woman as his personal 24/7 slave. At this moment he could feel her desire to please. That is much more important than a desire for kinky sex. Having gained control over her urge to gag, Angel continued to move up and down on her Master's scepter. She ran the head of his cock back into her throat until her lips came to rest at the base. At first she would withdraw slowly, but as time continued she increased her speed. Jamming his cock deep with her and then rapidly pulling her head back. In a very short amount of time Angel could feel the pulse in her Master's cock as it started to shake. Angel pulled back all the stops and just turned her mouth into a pussy for her Master to fuck. In his passion Scott had taken hold of Angel's head. With a hand on both sides he directed her movements. Angel opened her mouth wide to receive him, and lowered her hands to her own pussy. With one hand she pulled and pinched her clit and with the other she inserted two fingers boldly, roughly. Giving to her the sensation of just being taken for the pleasure of another. Whenever that sensation would over take her, Angel felt like she was in heaven. Scott's legs started to shake and Angel knew it was time for his release. She moved her hands from her pleasure and took hold of his shaft in one hand and his testicles in the other. She milked him with her hands and her mouth as the first gush of warm creamy liquid splashed against the back of her throat. As Scott continued his release, Angel continued to milk him dry. She massaged his balls in the one hand, ran her fingers up and down his shaft, along the long vain, pushing every drop into her waiting mouth. As her Master started to relax Angel remained on her knees, but allowed herself to rest her bottom on her heels. She kept her hands lifted and on the inside of Master's thighs. Looking up for some sign of approval on his part. Any sign at all. Just as she was beginning to think that Master was disapproving of her actions he reached down with his right hand and ran his finger along her left cheek. He smiled. Then bending down he placed a light kiss on her forehead. Angel was complete. She knew that she had pleased her Master. Scott then took hold of Angel's hands and brought her to her feet. As she rose he said, "We must go now. The others will be waiting for us." His voice trailed off as he was adjusting his clothing. As he turned towards the door Scott took hold of the latch between her cuffs, and lead her out into the hall and down the stairs. Scott continued to hold the latch between Angel's cuffs as they descended the stairs. The others were all there waiting for them. Looking up anxiously at them. Scott made no excuses to the others for the delay. He simple said, "Follow me ladies." As he continued to walk, with Angel in tow, into his study. As soon as he was inside the study, Scott dropped his hold on Angel's cuffs. He turned to the others and told them to find a seat and to make themselves comfortable. The room was a fairly large room with wood paneling on every wall that was not filled with wooden bookshelves. And those filled with books. Along one wall were windows that went from floor to ceiling. Except for the wood trim, and a few knickknacks scattered on the sills, the windows were bare of any treatment, like curtains or shades. In front of the windows sat a large desk with a chair upholstered in fine leather behind it. As was the rest of the furniture in the room upholstered in the same fine tan leather. One could tell that this study was a man's room. Angel continued to walk with her Master as he made his way to the back of the desk. Angel stopped short of going behind the desk with her Master, taking a seat in front of the desk. She was still as close to him as she could be, and yet she understood that he was behind the desk in order to separate himself from the slaves. As Angel sat, waiting for her Master to speak, she noticed the fireplace to the right. It looked as if it was carved out the shelves. Then her attention turned to the thick red carpet. She smiled as she thought about how it would feel on her knees as she serviced her Master, or anyone else that Master may direct her to serve. As Scott sat in his chair Angel noticed that Beth was still standing. A quick motion of Master's hand and Beth was on her hands and knees. It was then that Angel noticed Beth's plug. It had a tail of horsehair coming out of it. Beth then worked her way, on her hands and knees, behind the desk and sat like a dog by his side. Master then reached out and petted Beth as if she was a beloved pet. He even took some form of treat from his pocked and held it to his pets mouth for her to take. Which she did greedily. Master broke the silence, "I hope each of you found your room to your liking, and that you were able to unpack." Ann then spoke, "No Sir, we were instructed to report back to the hallway immediately." Scott broke in, "It does not matter. You will be able to unpack later this afternoon." Continuing on, Scott said, "Dinner will be ready in a short bit. Tonight is the last night that the standard household help will be here. Except for Mike. The normal duties of cooking, cleaning and the like will be done by the slaves. Mike will give each of you your schedules in the morning. You will find that you will have time for recreation as well as your chores." "Now I can see in each of your faces that you are wondering about Beth here. I told you earlier that she is a special case. In this house Beth is a pet. Unless she has special permission she is not allowed on her feet. She is not allowed on the furniture. Beth is nude at all times and she will wear her tail 24/7, along with her collar. She is only allowed to remove the plug for cleaning, and/or, as she may need to relieve herself. At night, she is not allowed to sleep in a bed, but rather she sleeps in her dog cage." Scott went on, "At dinner tonight she will not have a place set at the table. She will have her dish close by. If she comes by you begging for your food you are to slap her hard across the face." As he was speaking, Beth moved closer to Master and laid her head down on his thigh. Master just petted her hair in return. "Now this may seem severe to you other slaves. If it does, then I remind you why we are all here. Each of us is here to meet our own needs. In Beth's case she craves this harshness, and then some. So, she is treated as the bitch that she is. As I told you she is not a match for me as my slave 24/7. However, she does serve me while we look for a full time Master for her. In her service to me she will also be serving you over the next two weeks." "Now Ann and Marilynn, you are to remove your tunics." As the two slaves stood up, and obeyed, Master continued, "All of you are to remain available to me at all times. You will find, in your rooms, work tunics that may be worn while you are doing your chores. These are for the protection of your skin while cooking and using various cleaning chemicals. Again, I point out, that the important thing is that your mouth, pussy and ass remain open to me at all times. This openness is to be both in the physical and in the emotional. And it is your attitude, or emotions, that are more important than the physical." Then Beth made some quick movement. No one could tell for sure what it was, but Master responded with a snapping of her leash and firm slap across the face. Ann let out a sigh of discuss and turned her head from Scott. Scott then asked, "What is the matter, Ann?" Ann did not wish to answer her Master, but he insisted, "Ann, I demand that you answer me!" Finally, but still stumbling over the words Ann replied, "I..I..I do not like ... w w wh w ..what you are doing. I think ... I think it ... it is ...mean & & & cruel, and I fear you will treat me like that." As Ann was talking Scott moved from behind the desk to just in from of Ann. Softly he ran his fingers across her cheeks and then each breast. When he spoke it was in a soft, almost tender, voice, "Ann, do you need this type of control?" Ann said, "No!" "Then you have nothing to fear," Scott continued, "but I do want you to learn something about yourself, so do a pussy check." Ann did not hesitate. Her right hand moved right between her legs and she inserted the middle two fingers into her vagina. As Ann pushed her fingers into her to the maximum depth Scott told the other two to do the same thing. As Ann withdrew her fingers she told her Master, "I am very wet, Sir." She then stuck both fingers into her mouth to lick them clean of her juices. The Selection Ch. 02 At the same time Angel agreed with Ann that she too was very wet. Marilynn said, "I am dripping wet, Master." Scott smiled and said, "While you may fear what you see in this treatment of this bitch you are also turned on by it." Ann made a face. "Do not make faces my dear one." The Master replied, and then continued, "If you stay with me for very long we will push your limits until you have no limits. Except those limits that your Master has." "Now you gals will have some free time. I expect dinner will be ready in about two hours. Feel free to enjoy the grounds. Take a quick swim if you care to. Remember the grounds are very private and free of the prying eyes of neighbors. We will get back together two hours from now, here in my study." Master walked over to Angel, removed the clamp between her cuffs and then turn to Beth and said, "Pet, heel." His pet then crawled on all fours to his left side and remained at his side as he left the room. The three slaves stood in their spots and mused over the swaying of the pet's tail as she crawled beside her Master. Ann and Marilynn agreed to go for a little swim. Angel went back to her room hoping to get a little nap before dinner. ***** At the appointed time the girls gathered in the study. Beth was in a dog cage in a corner of the room. Master Scott unlocked the cage, told Beth to heel and directed the others to follow him into the dinning room. A place card assigned everyone her place at the table. Beth remained on the floor at Master's side. Each girl took her place behind the chair at her assigned position. That is each girl except Beth. She remained on all fours and took her place next to Master's chair. Master walked up behind each slave excusing himself as he pulled out her chair. As each chair came to rest a stainless steal phallus popped up in the middle of the seat. The steal penis was not very big, about 6 inches long and about 2 ½ inches in girth at the base. Each of the three girls looked into their individual chair with the wide eyes of surprise and amazement. No one said a word. In turn, each girl reached between her legs and opened herself up as she lowered her pussy over this cock. As Scott walked to his chair at the head of the table he said, "You all did very well. Your attitudes are showing each of you in excellent form." Nothing more was said. Servants, that did not seem to notice the attire of the guests, served dinner. They just went on with their business ... placing plates of food in front of each dinner. Except for Beth. Beth's dinner was served to her in a dog dish, along with her drink. At one point Ann said something to Angel in an angry tone of voice. Before Ann could finish what she was saying her voice changed to a loud shrill cry. Ann's head shot as it turned to her Master. Her eyes were darts as she looked in to his blue eyes. Then there was another squeal and you could see that Ann was lifted off her seat. Not much but lifted just the same. Master then said, "I am the only one that will speak with anger in this house. Do you understand Ann?" Lowering her eyes to the table in front of her Ann nodded her head yes. Then Master spoke in a very controlled voice, "I asked you a question Ann!" Ann then squealed, and was lifted out of her seat, again as she whimpered, "Yes, Master, I understand." Then Master called Beth to his side. He was rather rough as he forced open her mouth and pushed a penis gag past her lips and teeth and seated it back into her throat. He then took another stainless steal dildo and shoved it into Beth's pussy. This one had straps attached to hold it in place. When this task was completed Master told Beth to sit. She obeyed. Not like every one else, but like the bitch that she is. Allowing some time for all this to set into the minds of the girls Scott just sat there and ate his dinner. Then putting down his fork he looked across the table. Speaking softly, but in full control of his words, Scott said, "Did any one of you think that I was not in full control? Did you think that I could not, or would not, correct improper behavior?" He continued, "The device that each of you accepted into my pussies is remote controlled. Yes, I said my pussies. You have given your pussies to me and I have accepted. How back to the steal dicks between your legs ... On a light setting it is meant to give a slave pleasure. When correction is needed a higher setting will definitely get your attention." Just as Scott ended his sentence, all three girls jerked in their seats and looked to Scott with wide eyes. Although Master had his little toy set on a low setting each girl could feel jolt of electricity travel up the inner walls of her vagina until it reached her cervix. Then the same jolt traveled through each slave's rectum. Starting the outer edge of the anus and traveling along the internal walls until it reached the tip of the butt plug. As the three slaves started to recover from there little surprise Mike entered the room with a large frame on a dolly. Master reached down and took Beth's leash and gave it a very firm jerk. Just to get her attention. He then pointed to Mike. Beth got to her feet and walked over to the frame and placed herself in the center of it. Mike then attached her arms to upper corners. Then spreading her legs Mike attached each to a lower corner leaving Beth spread eagle inside this frame of torture. Straps were then added just below her knees and pulled as tight to open her legs as much as Beth could handle. Angel noticed that the frame was made of thick metal tubing. She found it hard to imagine how any one could move when fully bound as Beth was right now. Angel then smiled to herself as she realized that she was in envy of her slave sister. For Angel, heavy bondage is a treat. Mike then rolled the frame to a position that all could see clearly. Just as the frame came to rest, in the desired spot, Beth's head began to jump and twist violently. She would arch her back and then throw her head back just as much as her restraints would allow. The other three slaves realized that their slave sister was experiencing the same electrical jolt in her mouth, only stronger. When Beth's head stopped its violent movements Mike walked to the frame and turned it around. The tail on Beth's but plug was very prominent as it came into view. As Mike stepped to the side and Beth's tail started to shake from one side to the other. Just as if she was a little puppy dog telling her Master that she wanted to play. It was very clear to the slaves that it was their Master who was playing with Beth and her electric butt plug tail. As the tail stopped it's wagging Mike again moved to the frame and turned it around. It was clear that Beth no longer had any energy to resist her Master. She just hung there on her bindings allowing anything her Master wanted to do. Mike then took a small spray bottle and sprayed its contents all over Beth. Angel thought this just might be water. Mike stepped away, and Beth's body started to jerk and dance. It was very clear that it was Beth's pussy receiving the jolts this time. Scott then said, "Just so you know that unit that Beth is wearing has a little wire coming out of the base and rest right on the head of her clit. The jolt runs into her pussy right to the cervix, and then fades out to nothing. At that time a short jolt is sent to her clit. Each of you will have the opportunity to experience this little fun toy while you are here. Now lets return to our meal." No one felt much like eating. Everyone, including Master, watched Beth with very keen interest. Within just a minute, or less, Beth's body's jerking motion abruptly changed. Mike turned to Master and said, "Sir, she is there." This statement did not need further clarification. It was clear to all that had eyes. Beth was having an orgasm. Her nipples stood out like they were little bullets in their rock hard points. Her pelvic muscles clamped down hard on the metal dick within her. Master just watch while he smiled at his little slave pet. Angel noticed that this orgasm did not seem to end. Beth's muscles never relaxed. Her body would jerk this way and then that way, and her muscles seemed to tighten more with each jerk. In Beth's case Master has found the way to a continuous orgasm. One that there was no defense against. All Beth could do was to hang there and allow her body to be played and used just as her Master wanted to use it. Marilynn came alive by jerking herself up and down on the steal phallus in her cunt. Then she yelled, "Oh dear, Please Master may I have an orgasm? Please?" Master did not respond in words, but in an instant Marilynn jerked in her seat. She threw her head back, her chest out, as she forced her bottom down on her intruder. And still, Master waited to give her permission to cum. Marilynn held tightly on to the chair beneath her. Then Ann started to jerk in her seat. Both girls yelled, "Please, Master, let us cu u u m m!" The electrical jolt then hit Angel's pussy. Angel was just noticing how Marilynn's nipples were standing at attention as her pelvic muscles clamped down with a great deal of force on her intruder. Angel could hear Marilynn yell out, but did not have control over her own body and mind to know what she was saying. She did know that her own nipples were rock hard as her pelvic muscles tighten. Then the shock hit her in her ass. Angel did not know just how long she was lost to her own orgasms. She could feel the strength by the soreness of her muscles. As she looked around she noticed that Mike was removing Beth from her bindings. Beth did not even seem to care. She just hung in Mike's arms as limp as a rag doll. Mike tossed Beth over his shoulder and walked over to Marilynn. Holding out his arm he helped her to her feet. Off the three of them went. Master was by Angel's side as he kissed her on the cheek. He put out his hand to help her off the chair and the intruder between her legs. Angel's legs were not very steady as she rose, and then she felt the emptiness in her pussy. Waiting a few minutes as she steady herself Angel wondered about the intensity of the orgasm and if there would be any more like that one. Slowly at first Master guided Angel over to Ann's chair. Ann looked like she had been thrown from one side of the room to the other. There was no pattern to her hair. It just went every which way. Scott steadied Angel by placing her hands on the back of a chair. Then he bent over and kissed Ann on the cheek, and helped her to her feet. As Ann rose and released herself from the joystick between her legs her pussy let out a little sucking noise as Ann just said, "Ooooo." Ann rapped her arms around Master's shoulders and laid her head on his chest as she cooed, "Are you going to fill that pussy again? It feels better when it is full." Mike then returned and took Ann in his arms. As he started to half lead her and half carry her out of the room Master said, "Put her in her room and strap a dildo in her pussy. Bind her hands and attach her collar to the hook." Scott led Angel to her room. Angel fell asleep as Scott put her to bed and attached the ankle cuff to the chain attached to her bed. Part Three is in the works. The Selection Ch. 03 Chapter Three: The Journey Begins This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master’s full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the third part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous two chapters. I encourage you to rate this story and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S. Early the next morning, Mike made the rounds to each of the slave’s bedrooms releasing them from their tethers. He instructed each to shower and shave as he removed pad locks from their collars and cuffs. You are to clean your plugs, relieve yourselves and then reinsert the plugs. “Then you are to report to the kitchen by 7. Bring a work tunic with you.” Slowly at first each girl made her way into the bathroom attached to her room. There she found everything laid out for her. Soap, washcloth, towel etc., each according to what they used before coming to Master’s house for this two week selection. There was a properly mixed douche, and special cleaning agents for the butt plug along with an enema. There was even after bath lotions, creams and makeup. Everything that a slave would need to be prepared for her Master’s use. Angel wasted no time letting the shower warm up to the temperature she preferred. Stepping into her shower she mulled over the events of the day before.. Rubbing the soap into her skin she ran her hands over her pussy. She smiled as she remembered how much she feared being clean shaven for Master. She was afraid she would look, and feel, like a little girl again. Now, her shaved pussy just made her feel like she was owned by her Master. The thought accrued to her, and brought a grin to her lips, that it was a very comfortable feeling to belong to Master. Still lost in thought, Angel absent mindedly opened herself up and inserted the nozzle for her morning douche. Angel was surprised to realize just how much her thoughts had lubricated her. The nozzle opened the portals of skin that protects her womanhood and slid in as deep as it would go with very little effort. She opened the clamp allowing the moisture flow into her as she pulled the tip of the nozzle off her cervix. Angel could feel the liquid fill her and then run out and down her legs. She then removed her plug and cleaned that before washing the rest of her. Her hands kept coming back to her bald pussy. She would open the lips and run her fingers back and forth through her slit. Before she was done with her shower, Angel was wetter inside her pussy than she was from the shower, and shaving did nothing to relieve the excitement within her. Angel wondered if Master would be able to smell her arousal as she continued her morning preparations for her Master. She wondered if things would be this good for her after Master had selected her as his 24/7 slave. The large fluffy towels, heat lamps in the bath, towel warmers freshly supplied and waiting for her just as they were this morning. “Was this to be her life as a slave?”, she wondered. Everything else in place Angel took a liberal amount on hand cream on her fingers and applied it to the plug. Then she inserted a finger into her ass. As her sphincter muscle relaxed she inserted a second finger and pushed both of them in and out. When she was ready, Angel removed her fingers and inserted the butt plug for the day. She was surprised at how easy it slipped into place once it got started. She had heard from other submissives different things about the butt plug. How it felt like it was home when inserted in the ass. How they missed it when it was removed, and how much they liked to have it taken out in order to make room for the Master. In her thoughts Angel added to these other descriptions that the plug made her feel totally owned, completely submissive and securely the property of her Master. Taking a few minutes to make sure everything was in order in her rooms Angel then took a last long look in the mirror. She found that everything was as best as it could be. She looked every bit the part of a slave. This thought in mind Angel picked up her collar, cuffs and her work tunic and headed for the kitchen. Angel was the first to arrive and was greeted with a big smile from Mike. He walked over to her and took her collar from her hand and lifted it to her neck., then the wrist cuffs and the ankle cuffs were last. As Mike completed the job by placing the padlocks in place, Angel thanked him. He just smiled and nodded and told her she could start by washing the fruit and vegetables for breakfast. Marilynn was the next one to arrive. She made it just in time and seemed a bit out of breath as she entered the kitchen. Her collar and cuffs were already in place and she had her work tunic on. Mike called her over that he could replaced the padlocks on Marilynn. She was then instructed to start cooking the eggs. Ann was the next to arrive. About 15 minutes late. Everyone noticed Ann as she ran into the kitchen. Her hair was coming apart, she was gasping for air and she had forgotten many things. She had her white tunic on, no collar, no cuffs and her butt plug was missing. Mike raised his eyebrows as he gave Ann the once over. Saying nothing about her appearance he simple gave her a work assignment in the preparations of breakfast. As they completed their individual assigned task, each girl would take her dish into the dinning room. Where Beth was already waiting for them, having set the table and poured the coffee. After putting down her dish, Angel went back to the door and hung up her tunic on the pegs in the wall. Taking her place at the table Angel then noticed that Beth was not on the floor. Beth was sitting at the table. Angel took her place right next to Beth. It was then that she noticed that Beth did not have her tail in place, but it did appear that her metal pussy opener was still inserted. Beth caught Angel looking and said, “Master inserted this dick into me. It would be wrong for me to remove it.” Angel just nodded and made a mental “slavery” note for herself, ‘If Master puts it on, or in, the item remains until Master takes it out.’ The others then joined them at the table. Mike sitting on the side at the end said nothing as he ate. The girls jabbered about their night before. Mostly they seemed to be trying to prove to the others that they were the greatest slave in the house. Angel avoided most of this chatter thinking to herself, ‘I do not care if I am the most submissive one. What I do care about is being the best slave for my Master.’ As the meal came to a conclusion, Mike began to make his work assignments. Beth was to gather and do the laundry. Angel was to take charge of the kitchen for both cleaning and cooking for the day. Ann and Marilynn were to both dust and vacuum each room in the house. Each girl was responsible for dusting and vacuuming in her own rooms, and everything was to be done by lunch time. One last thing, each girl was to take care of her own lunch. The girls then went about their work. Angel was very happy to be given the kitchen assignment. She is very proud of her abilities in the kitchen and felt that this would be an opportunity to show Master just how good she is. At noon they were all sitting around the kitchen having a bit to eat. Mike included. Angel and Beth had removed their tunics and were just as Master would like. Nude, except for collar, cuffs and plug. Lunch concluded, all the girls were ordered to the front hall. Marilynn quickly removed her tunic as she walked to the hall. There stood Master. As each girl filed in Mike directed them to stand in front of Scott. As the last girl got to her place, Scott said, “I want all of you to stand in a straight line at attention. It is time for an inspection.” All four slaves stood in a line in front of their Master with their legs open wide, the fingers of each had interlaced behind their heir heads and their chest pushed out. After taking a few moments to take in the view of his slaves Scott said, “I have been to the medical clinic this morning, and I am pleased to tell you that each of you have been given a clean bill of health.” Master walked over to looked Beth over first, Then telling her to go to her cage and make herself ready as his pet. Beth then bent her knees. Just slightly as if she was doing a small curtsey and said, “Thank you Master.” Marilynn was next. Master went behind her and check to make sure her butt plug was firmly in place by pushing it in to see how much deeper it would go. Then stepping in front of her he lifted each breast as if he is checking its weight. After pinching each nipple he moved his hand down to between her legs. Rubbing the side of his finger back and forth along Marilynn’s slit Scott pushed open the portals to her womanhood. As she opened up you could hear the moisture of her arousal as it was seeping on to his finger. Pushing his two middle fingers deep into her, Master tested her arousal and her openness to his invasion. Scott continued his exploration of Marilynn’s pussy by rubbing his middle finger across the opening of her cervix. Then curling his fingers he found the textured part of her internal flesh to test of its sensitivity to his touch. Marilynn moaned, and it appeared she was becoming weak kneed. He continued his play until she started to breath with a heavy pant. Removing his fingers Master commented on her wetness as he raised his fingers to her lips for her to clean. She sucked both of his fingers into her mouth without hesitation. Telling Marilynn that she did very good, Scott patted her check and moved on to Angel. Master repeated the same procedure with Angel that he did with Marilynn. With the same results … She was panting as he moved to inspect Ann. Ann stood there with fear in her heart. She was still wearing her tunic, her collar and cuffs had no padlocks and she still had not remembered to replace her plug. Ann’s fear was clear for all to see. Master was shaking his head as he stepped behind his slave. Giving her bottom a hard swat Master told Mike to put her padlock on and to attach her to the frame. Mike brought the frame up to where Ann stood waiting. She must have been thinking of the orgasms Beth had in the frame the night before, because there was no hesitation as Ann step up in the middle of the frame. Mike was quick at connection Ann’s cuffs to the four corners. He then placed the padlocks in place. When Mike was sure that escape was impossible for Ann he nodded to Master and then walked off. Scott walked over to Ann and asked if she had a problem with the open and available rule. Ann said, “No master. I want to be open to you. I want you to use me.” “I am glad to hear you say that my dear, because you are going to be open to me and everyone else in the house for the rest of the day.” As Scott was telling Ann this, he picked up a strap from the base of the frame and wrapped it around her leg just below the knee. This same strap was then tighten around the metal upright on the left side of the frame. When the identical strap was place on the other side it forced Ann into a sitting position as her legs were radically held open. Mike reappeared pushing what appeared to be a photographer’s tripod on wheels. Instead of a light or camera mounted on the top there was a dildo. Master said to Mike, “Lets go with one a little larger than medium.” Mike nodded as he removed the dildo and replaced it with a large butt plug. Scott was now behind Ann putting a light lubrication on his fingers. Saying nothing at all Master just inserted two fingers into Ann’s ass. He twisted his fingers to the right and then to the left as he pulled them out till just the tips were still in her ass, and then he push them back into Ann all the way. Master finger fucked Ann’s ass for some time, and then even more abruptly than when he inserted his fingers he removed them. As Scott walked in front of Ann Mike quietly walked up behind her. Master raised his fingers to Ann’s mouth. She did not open. He said, “Clean them.” Still Ann did not open her mouth. Master then said, “If you obeyed this morning and cleaned yourself as instructed my fingers should be clean of any dirt. Now clean them!” Reluctantly Ann sucked Master’s two fingers into her mouth. As Ann sucked and licked her Master’s fingers clean his other hand was between her legs. The outer lips of her cunt has opened do to her arousal and the spread of her legs. His middle two fingers slipped into her with ease. Ann was so moist that her fluids dripped down into his hand. At the same time, Mike was taking aim with this weapon on Ann’s now loosened little brown hole. Lifting the extension on the tripod until the tip of the plug just come into contact with Ann’s ass. Mike then took hold of a handle and started to pump it up and down. With each pumping action the plug got higher. Mike continued until a combination of Ann’s weight and the height of the plug started to open her little brown hole. Mike then looked for a signal from Master and Scott nodded in the affirmative, and Mike resumed his pumping. Ann’s eyes got bigger and bigger as the invasion of her rectum increased with every downward motion that Mike made on that pump handle. It was a good thing Master had removed his fingers from her mouth. Ann was not sure that she could have avoided biting him. As Master withdrew his fingers from the slave’s pussy the plug seated in her ass. Ann almost sighed in relief as she felt her sphincter contract between the ball the base of the plug. As Ann was breathing her sigh of relief Scott stepped up on the base of the frame and ordered her to op-en her mouth wide. Ann obeyed. Master then placed into her mouth a ring with straps on both sides the were fastened behind her head. When the ring gag was secured Master raised his fingers that had been in her pussy and said as he inserted his fingers into her mouth, “Now you will be open for cleaning my fingers with no hesitation or complaint.” When Scott was satisfied that his fingers were sufficiently clean he removed them and stepped down from the base of the frame. Mike handed Scott some clamps and looked on as Master connected them to each of Ann’s inner labia. Straps were added to each thigh and the string attached to the clamps was secured to the these straps. Every hole in the slave’s body was open. Her mouth with the ring gag. Her ass with the large butt plug, and her pussy lips held open by the clamps. Master looked on his slave and nodded his approval. “Now you are open to your Master just as you should want to be.” Mike asked, “Shall I move her to the punishment room?” “No.” Scott responded. “Leave her here in the hall by the front door. Every slave should want to be open for her Master’s use. A good slave will also desire to entertain his guest as he desires. Here in the hall this slave will do both. She is open to all in the house, and when our guest arrive I am sure she will provide entertainment for them, as well.” Ann jerked violently in her bindings when she heard this. “Be sure to leave the mixture at the base of the frame. Soon her arousal will fade as the feelings of punishment sets into her mind. Her lubricating fluids will tend to dry up then.” As Beth was returning on her hands and knees, Scott addressed Angel and Marilynn, “Not only are you allowed to play with this slave, your sister will need you to do so several times an hour. As you do, make sure to use the mixture in the spray bottle to provide lubrication to her mouth and pussy. By the way … she is being punished, she is not allowed to cum!” Ann’s jerking became more profound. Beth reached her Master and sat as a pet with her hands on the floor and her ass resting oh her heels in front of him. She was holding her leash in her mouth as she offered it to Scott. He took the leash from his slave pet and patted her on the head. Connecting the leash to her collar he said, “Heel.” Beth crawled to his left side and sat on her heels, her hands still on the floor and her breast were squeezed together and push out between her arms. Reaching down Master took hold of one of his pets tits. As he squeezed, pulled and twisted it, he said, “We are expecting company this afternoon, pet. Just to see you. As I understand they have several human pets at home and several trained poneygirls in their stable. Some of their poneygirls are trained for the cart and the others are trained for the saddle. I hope you like that idea of being a poneygirl.” Beth responded by just rubbing the side of her head against Master. Looking to the other two, Master said, “When our guests arrive you two are to put on your white tunics. Until our guest arrive you two will have some free time.” That said, Scott walked toward his study. Scott turned back to Ann and said, “You my love will not be allowed to wear your tunic.” As he said this he reached up and pulled so that the Velcro released it’s hold and both the front and the back of the tunic fell away. ***** When the doorbell rang, Marilynn was in the hall playing with her slave sister’s pussy. Increasing her torment by sucking on her clit and nipples would be more exact. As Mike walked by to the door he said, “Put some moisture into her mouth and pussy and leave that girl alone. Get your tunic on quickly.” Angel ran into the hall and grabbed her tunic just as Mike had reached the door. Mike hesitated in opening the door just long enough for the two girls to adjust their tunics and to get into the position that Master had instructed for meeting and greeting guests. Master had them standing on either side of the hall that led to his study in what the military would call an “At Ease” position. That is feet shoulder width apart and hands clasped behind the back.. Master walked into the hall just as Mike opened the door. Scott stepped forward with broad smile and his hand out saying, “Brian, Carol..” While shaking hands Scott went on, “How are you? Please come in, and welcome to my home.” Carol is a beautiful brunette, about 30 years old, with shoulder length hair cut straight across the back and crystal blue eyes. She was wearing just a hint of makeup about her eyes and lips. Dressed in a fashionable beige business suit consisting of a full skirt and a tailored jacket. Her jacket did nothing to hide her more than ample bosom and the skirt accentuated the curves made by her hips. She stands 5’6” in her stocking feet and a bit higher in the 4” spiked heels that she is wearing for this visit. Carol greeted Master by placing her hand into his and dipping herself into a slight curtsey, and saying, “Sir Scott, how nice it is to see you.” Brian is about 6’1”, late forties and even in his gray suit one can tell the he works out regularly. His blond hair was just beginning to show his age, but his broad smile along with sparkle in his eyes made one thing clear, ‘Now this is the all American boy.’ Brian greeted Master with a firm handshake and saying, “Scott, it is good to see you again..” Still holding Master’s hand Brian nodded towards the two girls standing with their hands behind their backs and said, “Is one of these the slave that you told us of at the club?” “No, Beth is waiting for us in my study.” Carol walked over to the frame where Ann was hanging and said, “This one has had trouble with the rules of openness.” She continued as she ran her fingers along the slave’s slit, “What a pity. With mouth like hers a woman could find many hours of enjoyment.” Scott motioned for his guest to follow him to his study. As Brian fell in line beside Master while Carol pinched Ann’s nipples and then her clit before she joined the men. Ann whimpered as her body convulsed from the pain left by Carol. Scott said, “Angel bring some refreshments to my study for our guests.” The Selection Ch. 03 “Tea for me.” Came from Carol. “I’ll have coffee.” Was Brian’s choice. Scott added, “Coffee for me and put some cookies out, please.” When they arrived at the study door they could see Beth waiting for them. She was in a cage on all fours. This was not the normal cage. The whole cage was only long enough to hold the slave’s torso. Her lower legs stuck out through opening that were designed just for a slave/pet’s legs. While her legs were held securely and wide apart there was a large opening for her ass and pussy leaving her tail on the outside of the cage. On the other end of the cage was the opening for the slave’s head. Master walked over to the cage and said, “This is my pet Beth. She is the slave that I wanted you to meet. As of right now she has no full time Master.” While both Brian and Carol walked over to the cage and started to examine this slave, Scott continued to explain that Beth could not be a 24/7 slave at this time do to her family obligations. As Scott told them of this slaves desires, needs and dreams Brian and Carol had their hands all over Beth. Brian checked the weight and firmness of each breast that hung from this slave’s chest. Carol looked into her mouth as if Beth was a pony that she was interested in buying for her stable. Angel came to the door carrying her tray of refreshments. As she made a slight a curtsey she said, ”Master, how would you like me to serve these to your guests?” Master simply said, “Bring the tray over here and place it on the top of this cage.” Angel did just as she was instructed. Then taking the cup of tea she turned to Carol and gave her a slight curtsey as she held out the cup. She repeated herself with Brian’s cup of coffee. Brian then moved to Beth’s head, putting his coffee down, he started his examination of her mouth and head. Carol moved to Beth’s tail. Running her fingers along the slit of the caged slave she then raised them to her nose and exclaimed, “She is absolutely soaked! And .. and she smells wonderful.” “May we take her out of this cage to get a better look at her?” Brian asked. As Scott nodded in the affirmative, Brian said, “May we then have time to play with these two slaves?” Scott was in the process of opening the cage as he told Brian, “You may investigate the talents of my pet if you would like, but Angel is very private property and I am not yet willing to share her.” Master then excused himself and left the room. Brian said he understood as he was helping Beth to her feet. Telling Beth to stand at attention Brian told Carol to remove her clothing and come over to him. Angel’s expression turned from pride in what her Master said to pure surprise in Brian’s orders to Carol. Angel was stunned as the well dress woman obeyed. First removing her suit coat Angel noticed that she was bare under it. As the ample breast popped in the fresh air Angel noticed the rings in each nipple. As Carol’s skirt fell to the floor Angel gasped when the rather large ring came into view. This ring stuck out from her vulva and must have been attached to her clit or clit hood, Angel thought. As Carol got to Brian and Beth she stood in the attention position. Brian slipped a finger into the ring at her pussy and pulled her a little closer. Then taking Beth’s chin in his hand he said to her, “If we take you into our stable this woman will be your Mistress, and my slave. Do you understand slave?” Beth nodded that she did as Brian dropped his hand, reached in between her legs and inserted a finger, then another. Turning towards his own slave Brian said, “You are right my dear, the juices are just pouring out of her soft and smooth pussy.” Removing his fingers and lifting them to Carol’s mouth he asked, “How do you like the way she smells and taste?” Sucking Brian’s fingers into her mouth to suck them clean she let out a, Mmmmmm.” As Brian removed his fingers Carol said, “Sir that bitch tastes like more.” “That maybe, but it will have to wait.” Pointing to the wall behind the door Brian said, “Lets start with that cane.” Carol brought the cane to Brian. Shaking his head Brian said, “You may do the honors my love.” Carol step back just a bit and started striking Beth on her back about shoulder high. Very methodically Carol moved her target up and down Beth’s back. From the shoulders and then back down to the backs of her knees. Carol moved from Beth’s left side to her right making the welts crisscross each other. Beth was whimpering, but she remained standing with her legs spread and her hands behind her head. Carol moved her blows to the front of the slave. Again running up and down from tits to knees. The assault continued as this naked woman again moved to attack the rear of the slave. Only this time she took the cane in both hands and started to wheel it as if it were a baseball bat. Scott then took action as he stepped into one of Carol’s blows. She struck him right on the hip. Scott did not flinch. He simply took hold of the cane and jerked it out of the woman’s hands, and said with a dynamic voice, “Enough!” Brian just laughed as he told the pet slave to get on all fours. Taking a hand full of hair he ordered Beth to spread her legs wide. As she complied Carol stepped behind her and swatted the pussy of the slave and yelled, “Wider!” Carol got to her knees proceeded to suck Beth’s pussy and slap her ass until she inserted three fingers in to the slave’s passion tube. As Carol attacked Beth from the rear Brian opened his pants and filled her mouth. He did not give Beth a chance to provide a blow job. All Brian wanted was to hole in her body to fuck.. Grabbing hands full of hair on either side of her head, Brian push his hips forward as he pulled her head on to his pole. He would shove his dick past the back of her mouth and into her throat. As he withdrew she would take a deep breath only to lose all the air as he fed her his cock one more time. This mouth fucking went on until Brian shot all his load into Beth’s throat. It must have seemed like a long time, but in reality Brian did not have much staying power at this fucking. Just as soon as Brian withdrew his cock from the slave’s mouth Carol was right there to replace him. She too did not give an inch when it came to allowing the slave to breath. Grabbing a handful of hair in each hand Carol positioned Beth’s mouth over her pussy with a great deal of force. Everyone in the room could hear Beth gasping for air as she ministered to the pussy of this wanton slut. Again it took only minutes for Carol to reach her orgasm, but one could only imagine what it felt like to Beth. Brian had sat down in a chair as he recovered his breath from fucking the mouth of this slut slave. Carol sat at his feet and recovered from her’s. As Mike hooked a leash to Beth’s collar and lead her back to her normal pet cage, Brian broke the silence, “Scott, you are right that is a wonderful bitch and I do believe we will take her. With some training she should make a fine addition to my stable. I am sure Bruno would love to fuck her daily.” Scott did not respond right away. Instead he stood there in his study and looked at his guests and then over to his pet. He was clenching his hands. Making a fist and then relaxing them. When he spoke you could hear the anger in his voice. “No you will not take Beth or any of my other slaves.” He continued, “How dare you come into my home and abuse my slave with no concern to what you are doing to the slave.” Brian started to protest, but Scott cut him off, “I know you two only took her mouth, but your attitude tells me the type of master you are in private.” Again, Brian stood up and tried to protest the verbal attack he was receiving from Scott, but was again cut off, “Being a Master is a real pleasure when you have girls of all shape and sizes serving your every need. Even the need to beat them as it may pleasure you. However, if you wish this pleasure to continue you must accept the responsibilities of caring for your slaves.” “Now get dressed and leave my house.” Turning to Mike Scott said, “Will you escort these two to the door?” Mike said, “It will be my pleasure, Sir.” To Angel Scott said, “Help Beth to her feet … take her up stairs to one of the bedrooms and tend to whatever needs she may have.” Then to Brian, Scott said, “These women turn their lives over to me because they know that I will accept my responsibilities before I take my pleasure. You will be surprised at how much better that works. Now get out of my sight!” Scott left the study and literally ran up the stairs to be with his slave. He found Beth on her bed and Angel sitting beside her as she ministered to the wounds left by the canning. After checking on Beth’s condition Scott excused himself as he went to the rail and asked Mike to take Ann down and see to their dinner. Returning to Beth’s room he sat on her bed and lifter her into his arms. Kissing her forehead and running his fingers across her cheeks he told her that she was safe now. Master also promised that he would never let such abuse happen again to any of his slaves. Beth smiled. She reached her hand up and behind Master’s head. She pulled his face down closer to her and softly spoke into his ear, “I did it for you Master, and I will do it again if ever you wish me to do so.” Beth then kissed him softly and faded off to sleep. Lifting his head and speaking to Angel Scott said, “You go and get your dinner. Tell Mike to put you ladies to bed. I am going to remain with Beth.” That is just what Scott did. He held her through the night as she slept. To be continued …. The Selection Ch. 04 Chapter Four: A Normal Course This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master’s full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the fourth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous three chapters. I encourage you to rate this story and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S. When that last night ended things seemed to get down to a normal routine. One that everyone seemed to adjust to. It was the same every morning. Mike would wake the girls at around 6:00 AM. Unlock them from their bindings, collar and cuffs. Angel would make her way into her own bath, remove her plug and insert the enema nozzle. When the enema bag was empty she would replace the plug and step into the shower. Give herself her douche, shave all her body hair and then finish her shower. After drying off Angel would remove her plug and relieve the pressure. She would then apply her makeup, replace her collar and cuffs, and then her plug. Grabbing her work tunic she would run for the kitchen to start breakfast. She would get there about 6:50 every morning. Breakfast served, all the girls would pitch in to get the house clean before noon. By lunch the work tunics were all put into the laundry and the girls were again in what they started to call their natural state, “Nude”. On most of the afternoons the girls would have free time. They learned about the grounds and the wonderful gardens that seemed to have new blooms everyday. In this free time Angel liked to walk in the garden by herself musing over the last session she had with Master, or the ones they had as a group. She thought about how wonderful it was to wander through the gardens and feel the sun beating on her skin, or the breeze massaging her nipples as it danced through the trees. Often Angel would wander around the gardens thinking, daydreaming, as she would pick up a flower. Lifting it to her nose she marveled at the rich aroma it produced. Angel continued her walk, and without any conscious notice on her part she would start to brush the pedals of the flower over her bare skin. Thinking of all the surprises that had come her way since she started to chase after Scott in the chat rooms. How shocked she was at some the questions that he would ask her. Like her feelings on being ordered to keep her pussy bare as the day she was born. Angel had never thought of it before. She even asked Scott why a man of his stature would want to look at a little girl rather than a woman. Then his answer made perfect sense to her … from a D/s point of view. The removal of the pubic hair has nothing to do with his desire for children, but rather the slave’s gift of the symbol her womanhood to her Master. Now, almost a week after she had been shaved and ordered to remain hairless she could not think of any reason to ever let it grow back. Her bare pubis was a symbol of her chosen position in life. As Angel wandered and reflected she started to rub her flower over her vulva. Feeling the softness of the pedals on her skin and not even thinking about the way that she was pleasuring herself. Yet, as she continued her play her moisture increased and the breeze would provide a rippling effect on her lips of her pussy. Angel continued her walking, pleasuring, as her thoughts ran to the time that Master had taken her and Marilynn to the basement dungeon. Angel smiled as she acknowledge in her mind on how she had come to enjoy group sexual play. How could this have happened to her, she wondered. It was just a year ago that she had met her Master in the chat room and at that time she was of the mind that she would not share her Master with anyone. Yep, her mind was set … she was gong to be a one man girl and her Master was going to be a one girl man. Now she would look forward to the times that Master would play with her and the other girls at the same time. How could this change have taken place within her? Angel had never been to the basement dungeon before. Compared to the over all size of Master’s house it was not very big. She guessed that the footprint of the dungeon was only about one fourth of the overall basement. As the three of them came down the stairs Angel notice that here was a darkroom, a fully functional kitchen, a recreation room and then the room with the locked door, the dungeon. The dungeon itself was not as Angel had expected. She had pictured a dark and frightening place with the floor and walls all painted black with chains hanging everywhere. Master’s dungeon was decorated as if it was on an old fashion sailing ship. As one entered the dungeon room they would have to go down a set of stairs. These stairs allowed for the very high ceiling. The walls were all a natural wood as were the beams that ran across the ceiling. The corner opposite the stairs, there was a platform with a wooden post that ran from floor to ceiling in the center. In an other corner there was a jail cell. Not like one might expect. The bars on this jail ran on a diagonal from one wall to an other. The jail itself was very small. Perhaps it had enough room to hold two very friendly slaves One wall of the dungeon was filled with all types of gadgets that hung neatly as they waited to be used on a slave. The lighting for the whole room was again in a nautical theme. Returning to her thought of her session in the dungeon with Master and Marilynn. On how wet she became as she watched Master secure Marilynn to a table that looked like a on old medieval rack. It was made of wood and would pull the slave tight from both her feet and her arms. There did seem to be a difference from the racks that Angel had seen in pictures. As the slave’s arms were pulled tight from her body, causing her to be stretched out, her legs were pulled out to the sides causing her outer labia to be pulled open exposing her pussy and the wonderful shades of pink to be found within. At the same time Angel was bound spread eagle with her arms secured to hooks in the ceiling and her legs held open as the ropes were tied to little openings in the floor that had a steal bar through the center of the opening. As Scott was tying off the knots to these bars he told Angel that this is the same type of device used to tie down airplanes or cargo onboard ships. Angel was sure that there was no pulling loose from this binding, but she just had to try anyway. Turning his attention back to Marilynn, Master fondled her breast. Squeezing, twisting and pulling on her nipples as he talked to her. Master said, “How do you like my little toy? You know I designed and built it myself. Oh … I did have some help from Mike.” Marilynn just moaned in response as Master continued to massage her breast and provide his little abuse to her nipples. Angel could see clearly the moisture developing in Marilynn’s pussy as she made herself more and more ready for whatever Master had in store for her. Angel could also feel her own moisture as she too made herself ready for her Master’s use. This picture in Angel’s mind caused her to lift and squeeze her own breast. Dropping her flower she inserted her two middle fingers into her pussy. The squishy noise that came from her soft, wet, sloppy pussy made her moan as she realized her wetness came from the excitement of watching another woman. Briefly Angel wonder if this meant she was turning into a lesbian, then she just let that thought pass. Her body quivered involuntary as her fingers moved in and out of her soft pleasure canal and her thumb rested on her clit. Shaking off the temptations to bring herself to a climax Angel removed her fingers and continued her walk. As soon as her fingers felt the air on their wetness Angel placed them in her mouth in order to lick them clean of her own juices. This had become an automatic habit. Master had told her early in their relationship that every slave needed to be trained by her own Master. It was foolishness to think that one Dominate could train a submissive for another. Everyone is different. Master said as he explained that the basics of training slaves would be close, but the fundamental differences in the dominant’s could make for some major changes and confusions within the slave. Remembering then how Master had turned his attention to Angel as Marilynn looked on. Master stepped over to where Angel was bound tightly in her spread eagle form with a piece of rope in his hands. Laying the middle of the length across the top of her chest Master started to rap the rope around Angel. First one rapping was over the top of her breast and then the next was under them. In time the base of her breast were beginning to be squeezed together from top and bottom. Angel is one of those gals who’s breast are extremely sensitive, and any type of attention to them will get her juices flowing. Even to the point of climax. Breast bondage was one of her favorite rituals in the play of D/s. Angel never failed in getting very turned on by this attention, and would often cum from just the breast play. As Angel’s breast started to flatten out from the rope circling above and below Master brought his rope to the center of her chest from under the breast. Then he crisscrossed each end between the breast and started to rap each tit separately. Three rings around each one. Each ring was tighter than the last. This rapping caused the breast to become perfect formed orbs. This pushed the bulk of the weight of the breast out, stretching the areolas, flattening the nipples and increasing the sensations as the breast changed in color from the normal skin tones to radiant reds and blues. Scott continued to run his rope in crisscross patterns causing Angel’s breast to tighten even more as they separated from each other. Just the memory provides a wonderful, agonizing feelings of being possessed by this wonderful man that orchestrated this mixture of sensations. Angel could feel the insides of her thighs getting wet as she thought about how Scott had tied off his rope and then gently, oh … ever so gently, moved his fingers around her tits. Even the hairs on the back of his hands drover her to beg for the release that only an orgasm could bring. Even now with nothing happening to her, except in her memories, she was whimpering and seeking permission for her release. Begging the Master that was nowhere in sight for his permission to let herself go. To come to the climax that would send over the top and force her body to convulse with the pleasures of the glories of all glories, an orgasm. Angel opened her eyes and realized that she was all alone. At least she thought she was alone. Hoped that no one was around to see just how foolish she was acting. Her walking had come to a complete stop as she pulled and twisted her own nipples with one hand and worked her tender folds of skin between her legs with all the power that she could provide with the other hand. She had been calling out loud for her Master to grant his permission for the orgasm that she was so close to. Sitting on a stone bench that was close by the pathway she had been walking on Angel started to catch her breath. The coolness of the stone felt refreshing against the heat of her bottom. She watched as her breast heaved up and down as if she really just got out of a session with her Master. Master had told her many times that it was the mind that was the most sensationalized organ in the body. Angel smiled to herself for she had just learn that once again Master was right. As much as Angel wanted to calm herself she just could not shut off her mind. Her hands were also giving her trouble in their desire to work on the pleasure zones of her body. The picture that she had in her mind was still very vivid. She could clearly see herself as she had stood there in her bindings with her breast swelling by the rope bondage that had been artfully applied. Even now, while she was sitting on the stone bench, her nipples felt just as sensitive as they did that day in the dungeon. Angel knew that if she did not stop now she would reach a point of no return. Her body would force her to climax and then she would have to confess to Master and then accept her punishment. Mike then provided the help that Angel needed. He came into the garden calling her name. As he spotted her he said, “Angel, Master wants you in the front hallway.” Mike turned and walked towards the house. Angel got up and followed. A little weak kneed at first, but she was able to make it. Arriving at the front breezeway Angel saw Mike, Marilynn and Master Scott. Walking over to Scott Angel lowered her eyes, dip her knees and asked, “How may I serve you Master?” Scott placed a hand on each of Angel’s shoulders and leaned into her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Right now we have some business to attend to, but later I would like a date with you.” Angel asked, “Is Beth still upstairs recovering?” Scott replied, “No. She has gone home for a few days to take care of some family matters.” Scott then addressed both Angel and Marilynn, “Remember when you first got here, while you were yet in the motel room, I told you that either of us could end the contract of your service at anytime. That is the reason that we are gathered here today.” The two girls just looked at each other with a question in their facial expression. “Ann and I have come to a mutual agreement that we should end her service as a slave and that she should move on to other things. I am hopeful that we can send her off on a friendly note and I am asking you two to join me in this endeavor.” Scott said. Neither girl had a chance to respond, as Ann came to the head of the stairs just as Master had completed his statement. Mike ran up the stairs to take Ann’s suit case from her. As Ann descended the stairway, Angel thought how strange it seem to see her wearing clothing. Ann was wearing a sun dress with a sun flower print that made her look very comfortable for traveling. Ann walked right up to Master, lowered her eyes, dipped her knees and held her skirt out as she made her little curtsy for Scott. Scott took her in his arms and gave her a kiss. Master asked, “Are you all ready?” As Ann nodded in the affirmative Scott asked, “Would like a moment with the other girls before you leave?” Again Ann nodded and Scott stepped back allowing the three girls to say their good-byes. All three of them huddled around each other, hugging, kissing and crying. Ann said, “I am not yet ready for a 24/7 relationship where I must relocate. Master and I talked about it several times and then we both agreed it was best for me to go home.” Angel stepped back from Ann with a tear in her eyes not knowing just what to say. For she had very mixed emotions churning in the pit of her stomach as she watched as Marilynn kissing Ann on the lips. On one side of her emotions she knew that Ann would no longer compete with her for her Master’s attentions. On the other side Angel was surprised at the bonding that had occurred through all the mutual sessions with all the mutual orgasms. Breaking off her kiss with Marilynn, Ann walked over to Scott, kissing him she said, “Master, remember you promised that I can come every so often for a visit, and when I do I will be your slave for as long as I am here.” “I will remember.” Scott replied, as Mike ushered Ann through the door and into the waiting limo. They all stepped out onto the porch to wave their good-byes as Mike drove down the long circular drive. The girls started back into the house as Scott called to Angel. Marilynn went on into the house as Angel returned to her Master and give to him a slight curtsy and said, “How may I serve my Master?” Taking her hand Scott said, “Let sit on the swing and talk for a bit.” And he turned and walked to the swing at the end of the porch. Angel loved this porch. With its red brick floor offset by the white house and on side and the huge white columns on the other side. There was a large chandelier centered on the double doors hanging from chains. The porch was filled with chairs, table, settees and at one end, hanging from chains was a swing built for two. The porch was surrounded by flowers of all kinds that draped themselves over the edges of the bricks and provided a very fresh smell for those lucking enough to be here. The only thing that bothered Angel about this porch was the fact that it may have unexpected guests at any minute. Master ran a lot of his business affairs out of his home office and employees came and went and deliveries were made there every day. While Angel had gotten to the point of feeling her nudeness was not only natural around Master she was still not use to being nude in front of strangers. As the couple sat on the swing Scott held on to her hand and taking her other hand in his other hand, turning her to face him. He said, “Angel, I would like for you to be my date tonight at the club.” Her broad smile and her rush to kiss him was his only answer. Scott continued, “In your room you will find the clothing that you are to wear tonight. I am sure that you will like them.” Angel replied, “I am sure it will be my pleasure to wear whatever you have selected for me.” “Do not be surprised when you find a shelf bra among these articles of clothing.” Scott continued, “I have been wanting to talk this over with you for a few days now. Do to your size, I have been thinking that we would want to put you into a shelf bra on a daily basis. This would provide those beautiful tits of yours with some support, help your protect your back and still leave them open and available to your Master. What do you think?” Angel gave her answer some thought and then wisely responded to her Master, “I welcome to opportunity to wear anything my Master would desire for me, and I thank my Master for thinking of my well being. I have not wanted to say anything, but I have had a sore back when I have gone to bed at night. It is always better in the morning though.” As Angel was speaking Master reached his arm around her and pulled her head down on his shoulder. There he played with her hair with one hand and lightly circled her nipples with a finger from the other hand. After a short time of this cuddling Master said, “We may have to discuss a breast reduction. I want you to keep me informed as to your back pains.” Looking up at her Master Angel said, “Are you sure you would not mind my having smaller breast?” Scott smiled and said, “Angel I wanted to get to know you better long before I knew what size your breast were. I assure you that I am not going to think any less of you if your breast are smaller. Besides, I have never been a real breast man.” Looking into his eyes for the truth she asked, “If you are not a breast man just what kind of man are you?” “I am a pussy man. I love the looks of a pussy. Always have.” He said as he smiled at her. Angel looked deep into his eyes and decided that he was telling her the truth. With that said she laid her head back down on his shoulder and felt contentment in their cuddling. They must have dozed as they cuddled because the next thing they knew Mike had just returned from the airport. Master looked at his watch and got them up quickly, saying, “We need to hurry or we will be late for dinner and the entertainment.” Master unlocked Angel’s collar and cuffs so she could take her shower. Then slapping her on the behind he said, “Now off with you.” When Angel came down the stairs to meet her Master she was wearing a blue dress with a full skirt and open neck that came down to just above the start of her cleavage. The outfit included a matching bag and shoes. Underneath the dress was her shelf bra, thigh high stockings and her plug. Angel was carrying her collar and cuffs and as she curtsied to Master she said, “I did not know if I was to wear these or not.” The Selection Ch. 04 Scott took them from her and set them on the table by the door. “That is OK.” He said, I have some others for you to wear tonight.” Picking up a sliver collar he slipped it around her neck. The collar fit her perfect as it rested at the base of her neck. A chill ran down her spine as she hear the snap of the clasp as the lock fell into place. Angel raised her hands to run her fingers over the smoothness of this new collar. She wondered if this was a significant turning in her selection as Scott’s full time slave, or was she just making more of this than was there? Master then took Angel’s hands from her collar and held them gently as he place the matching cuffs on her wrists. Angel marveled at the internal lock on each of the cuffs so that they could not be removed even if she wanted them off. Which she didn’t. Then Scott applied the ankle cuffs. Everything matched. Each piece was there to bind her for her Master’s use, and yet each piece had a look of fine jewelry. Taking a step back and still holding both of Angel’s hands Scott looked her up and then down. With a big grin on his face he said, “You look beautiful tonight.” Letting her hands down he turned slightly, lifted his elbow and said, “Shall we be on our way?” Angel nodded yes, put her hand in the bend of his elbow as she took a step to align herself by his side. Then out the door the two of them went. Mike ushered them into the back of the limo and then off they went. On the ride to the club Angel sat as close to Master as she could get. Just like a teen-age girl out on a car date with her boy friend / lover. Master too sat with Angel holding both her hands on her lap. They talked about couple type things. The events of the week and a little about what was to come. Angel did ask Master what she might expect tonight and he answered by telling her to trust him. She accepted that. After all he was her Master. As the car pulled up to the club it was easy to see that this was not your normal country club crowd. One of the first things that Angel noticed was that everyone arrived in a limo. Then as they waited for their turn to disembark the vehicle Angel noticed that every couple was a dominate and a submissive. The only thing that seem to change on occasions was the gender of the dominate and/or the submissive. This caught her attention because Angel had never seen a male submissive. Then it surprised her that she had never even thought of a male being submissive. Master lean over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek and then said, “That is OK. I had never thought of a male being submissive either.” Angel did a double take towards her Master as she wondered if he had the ability to read her mind. As the limo pulled up to the door Master leaned over Angel and pulled down the front of her dress stating, “Your breast are so lovely lets not keep them to ourselves.” Just then Mike opened the door of the car. Master then slipped a clamp on Angel’s wrist cuffs right before Mike helped her from the car. Now with her hands bound together and her breast fully exposed Master offered her his arm and together they walked into the club. As they walked to through the lobby there were many people that wanted to greet Scott. Everyone seem to know and respect him. As they would give him their greeting and shake his hand everyone of them would give Angel the once over with their eyes. Many would comment on her breast and how lucky Master was to have a slave that had such beautifully large tits. There was even one Domme that reached out and twisted a nipple as she asked if Angel’s pussy was just as lushes. She then asked for permission to do a pussy check and Angel was thrilled when Master declined by simply saying, “Maybe later.” They made their way to the banquet hall and found their table. Master pulled out a chair for Angel and then sat next to her. Angel noticed that each of the many tables was elegantly set with a beautiful floral arrangement as a center piece. The hall itself was formed a semicircle around the dance floor that was right in front of the stage where the orchestra sat. Angel smiles to herself as visions of dancing with her Master ran through her head. She even forgot that she would be bare chested in front of all these people. As Angel looked about at the other submissives in the room she noticed that everyone of them was in some form of nudity. Some were complete nude. A few sat next to their dominate but most were made to kneel on the floor. Then there were those that were made to stand behind the dominate. She could not see any of the submissives engaged in a sexual act at this time, except for those that had toys inserted in this orifice or that. Just like the plug inserted into her own rectum. The dinner itself was a wonderful affair. Everyone was served courses of salad, soup, steak & lobster with potatoes, cooked in butter and parsley, corn casserole, a green bean casserole and a desert of cherries over ice cream. All of this was served by naked slaves with cuffs on their arms and legs with chains connecting the arm cuffs to the ankle cuffs. All through dinner the orchestra played soft music that seemed to go with the candle lights flickering on the tables. As the eating of dinner turned into coffee, cocktails and after dinner social conversation the drums rolled to get everyone’s attention. The Master of Ceremonies stepped into the middle of the dance floor. As the audience quieted down the MC raised the microphone and said, “Tonight we have a very special form of entertainment. Through a name drawing lottery we have randomly selected five submissives to give to us a show of their talents. At this moment we have ushers circulating as they identify our guests of honor for the evening.” Three ushers took their stations by Angel’s chair. One behind to help pull the chair out as she stood up and two to help provided balance on either arm. Angel shot a stern glare at Master and Scott told her, “I want you to do this for me, love. I know that you can make me proud of you.” Angel hesitated for just a second and Master added, “Don’t shame me in front of all these people.” Angel gave her Master a slight curtsy and said, “I will do my best to serve you Master and bring to you and your house honor.” That said Angel joined the ushers as they walked her into the wings behind the stage. Without any hesitation Angel was ordered to remove her dress as the ushers disconnected her wrist cuffs. Just as she stepped out of her dress the ushers took hold of her and affixed her cuffs to the St. Andrews Cross. Each one of Angel’s cuffs snapped on to this instrument of torture as to spread her arms and her legs. Then each of the ushers started to rap ropes around both her arms and her legs. They ran the rope up and then down again forming a crisscross pattern of rope that held her fast. When they completed their task Angel was fully secured. The last thing to be placed on Angel was a blind fold. Angel could feel the panic start to rise within her stomach. Just as she was about to let go of her fear she felt a hand on her cheek. A tender hand. A hand that provided the reassurance she needed. Then she heard the voice of her Master, “I am here with you, Angel. Don’t be afraid for you know I will not allow any harm to come to you.” Then she heard Scott say, “Here we go my sweet.” Angel felt the cross moving on it’s wheels. She could hear the clamor of noise that came from the banquet hall, and she knew that she was in front of everyone in all her glory. Her panic again started to rise in the pit of her stomach, and again Master touched her to calm her emotions. Angel wanted to scream as she heard her Master’s voice. It took her a second, or two, to recognize that Scott’s voice was coming through the microphone. He was telling the crowd that Angel was his slave and how proud he was of her. Then she could not believe her ears as she heard Master say, “I would like to invite each of you in the audience to come down here to the dance floor and play with my slave in any way that you wish. There are some conditions. She is not to be penetrated by a sexual organ. If you wish for her to be penetrated there are plenty of toys here that will do that job.” Then speaking to Angel he said, “My sweet you may cum at any time you are so moved without seeking my permission, but you must announce the fact that you are having an orgasm.” Angel could sense people close by. Looking at her. Then she heard one of the other slaves let out a scream. Without being touched Angel could feel that she was breathing deeper, more rapidly than normal. There was the occasional words with Master. She could tell by the closeness of his voice that he was standing right beside her. Then it came. The first touch. It was a man rubbing his fingers through her slit. Checking her wetness … her openness. The man then asked, “May I finger her?” Scott must have nodded his permission, because there was no hesitation by this stranger as his finger sunk deep within her. This action caught Angel off guard as she realized that there was no resistance to this man entering her pussy. In fact she then realized just how wet she actually was. This stranger then proclaimed, “My word dear, you really are wet. Lets see if we can increase your level of excitement.” The finger then left her body. She could sense this man stepping back from her and then she felt it. He was flogging her. Right on her bare tits. Then on her bare stomach, and then on the mound that held her pussy. Angel’s first reaction was to jerk as the horse hairs made their contact with her skin. Then she noticed that this flogging did not provide real pain. Instead each blow would sting just enough to wake up her senses a little more than they were before it. As the blows struck, her nipples provided the desired effect as they got harder, more pointier, than they have ever been. Just as abruptly as the flogging started it stopped. Angel felt two fingers enter her. This time though they did meet with the resistance her vagina walls tightening around them just as if these fingers were a small cock. Her body jerked as every muscle in her tightened and she yelled, “I’m cumming ………” As she relaxed her muscles and her mind returned to earth the fingers were removed. When this stranger brought his fingers to her mouth Angel sucked them in greedily. She ran her tongue around and in-between them as if she was paying homage to these digits of pleasure. Master said, “You did very good, my sweet one.” Next to come and play was a Domme and her female slave. As soon as the Domme stopped in front of Angel the slave knelt on the floor next to her on the end of her leash. The Domme reached out and twisted Angel’s left nipple severely. Angel winced at the pain. With no warning there were two fingers shoved into Angel’s cunt. Although these fingers met with little, or no, resistance do to how sloppy wet Angel was. As quickly, and as harshly, as the fingers were inserted they were withdrawn and shoved into the slave’s mouth. Then the Domme said, “See how sweet this bitch tastes.” Then pulling on the slave’s leash the Domme continued, “Now eat that pussy and do not allow her to cum.” Angel then felt the slave’s tongue come in contact with her slit as the first swipe was made. The slave continued to work on Angel’s pussy until her labia opened so that the tongue could get direct contact with the hood covering her clit. Even in her bindings Angel jerked violently when the slave’s tongue pushed the hood aside and flicked across the very tip of her clit. With an expert tongue the slave worked on Angel’s pussy until she managed to get the head of her clit expanded enough so she could suck it into her mouth, and withdrawing her lips she could hold the delicate passion button gently between her teeth. Once the clit was immobilized the slave’s tongue would first brush against one side, then the other and finally she would flick it across the very head. Then the tongue would back off and the lips would start their sucking motions. Drawing out the head. Helping it swell to the point that none of the protective parts of Angel’s pussy could hold her clit. Angel jerked and convulsed until there was some doubt that her bindings were going to be able to hold her. The Domme then added to the sensations by sucking Angel’s left nipple into her mouth. While holding the nipple in her teeth the Domme repeated the same action that the slave was administering to Angel’s clitoris. Angel would get to the point of announcing her orgasm and everything would stop. The Domme and her slave would back off and leave Angel hanging. As soon as her breath would start to slow down both the Domme and slave would attack again. That is how they dealt with Angel. They would attack and then retreat. Over and over it was the same. Until no retreating would hold off the orgasm that hit Angel. As the muscles in Angel’s body would tighten to signify her coming orgasm the slave sucked Angel’s clit into her mouth as if she was a powerful vacuum. There she held one of the most erect, swollen, clit she had ever experienced firmly between her teeth. While Angel jerked, screaming something that no one could make any sense of just what she was saying, the slave gave her clit the tongue lashing that would not stop. Angel’s body went into one orgasm after another. It was almost one continues orgasms for there were no lows. Just one high after another high. While all this was going on to Angel’s body her mind left the realm of reality and with no stops whatsoever it jumped right into sub-space. There was no more thinking of what was going on around her, only feelings, sensations and orgasms. And that is the way it was the rest of the night. ***** The next morning, or really at about noon, Scott went into Angel’s room and gently woke her. As her Master sat on bed she just moved into his arms and murmured peacefully, “Master.” As she began to open her eyes and saw Master looking down at her she asked, “Did I make you proud, Master?” His reply was, “You sure did! Did you enjoy the fulfillment of your fantasy?” As the memories of her tell her Master about that fantasy came back to her a big smile broke out across her face, “Oh, Yes Master. I thank you so much.” She then whispered, “Please let me serve you this morning, Master.” “We do not have time my love. We need to get ready to go to the cabin.” Scott replied. The Selection Ch. 05 Chapter Five: The Cabin This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master's full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the fifth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous four chapters. I encourage you to rate each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S. ***** The next morning, or actually at about noon, Scott went into Angel's room and gently woke her. As her Master sat on bed she just moved into his arms and murmured peacefully, "Master." As she began to open her eyes and saw Scott looking down at her she asked, "Did I make you proud, Master?" He replied, "You sure did! Did you enjoy the fulfillment of your fantasy?" As the memories of her telling her Master about that fantasy came back to her a big smile broke out across her face, "Oh, Yes Master. I thank you so much." She then whispered, "Please let me serve you this morning, Master." "We do not have time my love. We need to get ready to go to the cabin." Scott replied. ***** Angel gathered her stuff and got herself ready as fast as she could. It still took her about half an hour to get down the stairs and ready to leave. Her stomach was turning with excitement in anticipation of their time at the cabin. Master had spoken of his cabin many times and always with a gleam in his eye. Now she was going to be able to see it for herself. Master was waiting by the door as Angel approached. She gave him a slight curtsy and then a hug. Putting her head on Master's shoulder she whispered in his ear, "Thank you for last night, Master. I will always remember that night with a special fondness." Scott returned her hug as he reach around and took hold of her ass. One cheek in each hand as he pulled her into him. They held on to each other for a short time. Scott then broke the hold and said, "We need to go, Angel. The others are waiting for us in the car." Angel smiled, gave Master a kiss on the cheek, turned and walked out the door to the waiting limousine. As Mike held the door for Angel she was caught by surprise when she saw Marilynn. There was Marilynn on her knees in front of the back seat in the limo. Her hands were held out in front of her by iron wrist cuffs that were firmly connected to the floor of the automobile. There was a metal ring around her neck that held her head close to the floor. Then her knees were held apart by two more iron cuffs that were also attached to the floor of the car. This left Marilynn with her head down and her ass up in the air and her legs spread so that both ass and pussy were open and waiting for whatever would please their Master. All of this was not the real surprise. What Angel saw that caught her off guard was a second unit mounted on the floor of the limo with the cuffs open, waiting for her to fill them. Angel turned her head to Scott as if she wanted to say something. Thinking better of it she just got into the car and took her position. Mike then snapped her wrists, neck and knees into place. Now Angel too, was held open and waiting for her Master's pleasures. Angel looked at Marilynn. Marilynn smiled, gave Angel a wink and whispered, "Master has given us a week to get use to having our asses held open. I now think we are going to pay for this lenient time of training." Angel smiled and nodded her agreement. Now locked in her place Angel had a moment to think over her position. As she thought about her openness a warm feeling spread within her. Angel knew that she would be willing have gotten into a doggie position for her Master anytime that he would have indicated the least little desire for her to do so. Being nude in a car might have bothered her in the past, but last night, at the club, she kept pulling at the material of her dress. For some reason she had trouble getting use to having any clothing on at all. Then there was that shelf bra that Master had her wear. It kept binding her. At times she felt like she was going to have trouble breathing do to the pressure on her chest. Several times Master had to tell her to stop pulling at her clothing. It is amazing how she could get so use to not wearing any clothing in such a short span of time, Angel thought. Her thoughts went to just how she felt in her bondage. How firmly held in this position with her arms, legs and neck secure in their bindings gave her a warm feeling of belonging, of security in her position in her world. Angel's thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of Master getting into the back seat of the limo. She wondered what Master is feeling now as he sits between two open pussies and two available assholes. The car started to move, and before they were even out of the drive Marilynn started cooing. Angel turned her head to look at Marilynn and wondered just what it was that she had to murmur such fond expressions. Marilynn herself provided the answer to Angel's question. "Oh Master, that feels so good on your slave's pussy." Scott was opening up Marilynn with his fingers. He was not being gentle, and then not being rough, as he opened the folds of her pussy lips to peer inside of her womanhood. Scott then inserted his finger as he surveyed her depths as he also checked her wetness. The excitement of the trip along with the excitement of the bondage had done it's job on Marilynn's mind. Now her pussy had the evidence of her excitement. Master increased his probing by adding a second finger. Deep long thrusts into Marilynn's canal of pleasure. Angel watched the expressions on Marilynn's face as their Master worked his wonders with his fingers. He would push into her until the tips of his fingers would bounce off her cervix and then withdraw them until they were almost out of her completely. As this continued Marilynn would push her bottom back at master in a vain attempt to force his fingers back into her. Then Marilynn added begging to her bag of tricks. Anything to get Master to stop the teasing and get down to some serious finger fucking. "Pl e e e se Master. What have I done to deserve this? Please finger fuck your bitch. Please take me and be as rough as you want. Be as rough as you can be." Marilynn would plead. Scott paid her pleadings no mind as he continued to work his fingers in and out of the slave's pussy. In time Master added a new twist to the same old game. You know that game of "Dive The Slave Crazy" by teasing and then teasing some more. Master continued with the in and out motions, but added spreading his fingers while they were deeply inserted in what was rapidly becoming this slave's passion pit. While Scott spread his fingers in her pussy he would also let his fingers do the walking as he imitate the walk through the Yellow Pages. Only this time the walk was through a swampy pussy. As Master's fingers did their little walk, Marilynn's pussy would open up and one could hear the sloshing from her moisture. Her outer labia was becoming slick with her own secretions. It was becoming a never ending cycle as Marilynn could hear her own moisture making loud and unmistakable sucking noises she would get more and more turned on. The more turned on that she got the more moisture that she would create to lubricate her pussy for more and greater penetrations. When Master pulled his fingers out of Marilynn's pussy her labia opened and closed as if she was sucking his fingers back into the place that they belonged. As Scott withdrew his fingers he would run both of them down her slit to the hood of her clit. Then spreading his fingers slightly he would slide the clit sheath down it's own shaft forcing the head to come out for a look see. Then without making direct contact with her clit Scott would slide his fingers back up her slit until they reentered her pussy and dove deep into her feminine recesses. Marilynn continued to beg, "Oooo ... please Master, touch my clit. Rub it, squeeze it, pinch it, whatever you to do ... please make it hurt." Angel was not left out of all this either. What Scott did to Marilynn with his left hand he copied on Angel's pussy with his right. While Marilynn begged, Angel moaned and cooed. Both girls were jerking their bottoms this way then that way in a vain attempt to move their Master's fingers to the exact spot wanted by the slave. One could say that both slaves were trying to top from the bottom for their vain attempts were to get their Master to do the bidding of the slaves. Then came the most aggravating tease of them all for Marilynn. Scott pulled out his fingers and left her with no contact at all. From the way that Marilynn was jerking her bottom this way and then that way one might think that she was losing her mind. Marilynn could feel her Master behind her, but could not find a spot that would bring her pussy in contact with him. Marilynn begged, "Master, don't' do this to your slut. Please take me. Stick your fingers into my sloppy wet cunt. Feel how smooth my pussy is, how much it wants you to fuck this bitch in heat. Oooo ... Master fuck your slutty bitch as rough as you can, P l e e e s e." Scott could not heed Marilynn's pleadings for he was busy. Having pulled the hood down the shaft of Angel's clit he leaned over and sucked her ever enlarging button into his mouth. As he held her in place by sucking her clit into his mouth his tongue ran up and down the shaft and then flick back and forth across the head. This actions was repeated over and over until the movements of Angel's bottom jerked her pussy right out of his mouth. Then quickly Master opened up the tunnel within her with his fingers. In one stroke Scott then filled Angel with a dildo that tested the elasticity of her vagina's walls. Slowly at first Scott moved this rubber cock in and out. In a short time Angel stretch to accommodate both the length and the girth of her new intruder. Then Scott said, "Hold that within you, Angel." Then Scott drove his fingers past Marilynn's gaping pussy lips with an audible splash. Marilynn murmured, "Oooo ... thank you, Master." Withdrawing his fingers and pulling back the protective hood of Marilynn's engorged clit Master then suck it into his mouth. Continuing to suckle in order to hold her clit between his lips, Master ran his tongue around and then across his little captive. It took very little time for Marilynn to jerk her pussy free of her Master's lips. Marilynn cried. With the same quickness used on Angel, Scott spread wider Marilynn's already gaping cunt lips and with the same speed pressed home a big rubber cock. Marilynn's pussy accepted almost all of this intruder on the first thrust. She accepted the entire thing on the second thrust, and the rubber balls attached to this magic shaft came to rest right on her clit. "Now hold that in place." He said. Scott sat back in his seat and watched the girls working their muscles in and around their vagina's holding these rubber phalluses in place. Each time one of the sets of ball would lose contact with it's respective clit Master provide a little assist in a firm push. A rather loud slapping sound broke the cooing, moaning and begging. Marilynn's head jerked up as much as the ring around her neck would allow. She felt more of a shockwave in her bottom than pain do to the surprise. Master had, with a solid intent, applied a slapper to Marilynn's right ass cheek. The spanking went on, covering every inch of Marilynn's ass. The pinker the color of her skin the firmer the stroke made by her Master. As the pressure increased so did the noise. The first piece of leather would strike Marilynn's ass then the second piece of leather would slap the first. This device really made more noise from the two pieces of leather slapping together than creating pain in the victim Marilynn did not know or care about the technical characteristics of a slapper. All Marilynn cared about was the effects it was having on her bottom, skin and her mind. In her excitement she kept calling out to her Master, saying, "Oh Master, that feels so good on the ass of this slut. Please don't stop ... I need to be spanked ... to be punished. This pain feels so good. Make my ass red ... redder." And so it went on. Master stopped his spanking of Marilynn's ass just long enough to turn a switch on Angel's and Marilynn's dildos. Angel just cooed, moaned and jerked her ass up and down as the vibrations ran from the balls of the phallus right through her clit. Marilynn did not seem to notice as she was getting most of her excitement through her ass as one blow after and other landed on one cheek and then on the other. Angel was the first to succumb to the all the stimulations by asking, "Master, Please may I cum.?" Marilynn then joined the chorus, "Master please let this whore cum for you." After a few more minutes Master gave his consent for the girls to have their orgasms. Angel was the first to let go. Every muscle in her tightened. He back arched and then the convulsions came.. When the violent muscle contractions of the initial explosion subsided Angel just quivered in her bindings. Marilynn was more intense in her convulsions. She jerked so hard that Scott was not sure her restraints would not pull out of the floor of the car. They did hold and Marilynn's body settled down to just quivers as well. As the girls were in the aftermath of their orgasms Scott reached forward and released the binding around their necks. As they looked at each other in the afterglow of their pleasure they smiled and then stretched as much as they could and kissed.. The first kiss was light, neither one wanting to commit to a personal relationship between just the two of them. Their second kiss was filled with the passion that was flowing through their bodies following such explosive orgasms as they each had just experienced. A few minutes before the car turned off the expressway Master released the girls from their bindings and they were all sitting on the back seat cuddling in their afterglow. The girls were both tucked in under one of Scott's arms as each of them pushed their bare breast into his side. They chatted lightly with each other, almost as if their Master was not even there, as they ran their hands over his chest, around his nipples, down over his belly and into his pants to play with his cock. As both girls took hold of Master's cock, Angel talked about how she wanted to take him into her mouth and service him with her tongue. Marilynn said how she wanted Master to take his pleasure in her nice tight round ass. This banter and cuddling went on while the limo snaked its way along the back roads until it turned on to a dirt road. The girls then stopped their playing with their Master in order to look out the windows in anticipation of seeing Master's cabin. On the right Angel pointed out the basic grounds of a farm. House, barn, corrals, other type animal pens and all the basic farm equipment that one would expect gathered in a central compound. Angel turned to Master with a question in her eyes and he said, "Yes, it is all part of the grounds. I have a man hired to work the farm for a share of the profit." Past the barn, past all the corrals with their horses and cattle the girls saw another barn and a good size log cabin. Mike pulled the limo up between the second barn and the cabin and stopped. The girls were so excited about seeing everything around them that they jumped out of the car as soon as Mike opened the rear door. Neither even seem to noticed the fact that they were naked. Scott encouraged their enthusiasm as he pointed out different aspects of the farm. The main farm house could not be seen from the cabin or the second barn. Scott informed the girls that the main complex was a little over a mile away. Everywhere the girls looked from the back of the cabin they could see fields filled with corn, beans, and beats. Master answered the questions on their faces, "Yes. They are all crops of this farm." Scott went on, "Unless told otherwise you girls will wear your tunics if you go out back of the cabin. This is a working farm and there are employees that live on it full time." Master then pointed to the barn, "This barn is part of our complex and you girls will learn of its fun in this next week." Pointing to the house, "Ladies, shall we go on in?" As Mike started to open the trunk for the luggage Scott and his slaves went in through the back door. As they entered the house Angel saw what she thought was the biggest kitchen she had ever been in. Everything seem to be of the best quality and fresh. The stove along the far wall had six burners, a griddle and three ovens. While there was a central lighting unit over the large table in the center of the room all the upper cupboards had lights under them. This provided a lot of light for those working on the counters. There were two double sinks both with their own garbage disposal, two refrigerators, microwaves and one very large upright freezer. Angel turned to Master and said with a broad smile, "This kitchen is wonderful. There seems to be everything I will need for sometime is already here." 'I am very glad that you like it." Scott responded, "but you are not going to be assigned the cooking on this trip. We are going to see how Marilynn can do." Although frowning Angel gave her Master a little curtsy, bowed her head and said, "As you wish, Master." Angel noticed that Marilynn did not seem as happy about this announcement as Master would have liked. The three of them continued on in the main part of the house. It was clear to Angel that the kitchen had been added after the main house was built. The main part of the house was a large room with a very high ceiling and huge beams spanning the width of the room. At the front of the room there were windows from floor to ceiling. The window bench at the base of the windows must have been twenty feet long. Opposite the wall of windows was a grand stone fireplace. Angel thought to herself that this must have been the main kitchen at one time. The fire box was almost big enough for a man to walk into. The old cast iron cookware was still in place as if it was just waiting to be used. The hearth of the fireplace came out into the room about two feet making a nice stone ledge in which to sit and warm ones self by the fire. As the girls started to shiver from the coolness in the cabin Scott started the fire. The rest of the main room was divided by the placement of furniture. In front of the fireplace there is a low main table, couches on either side and chairs all arranged for conversation. Along the east wall, between the front windows and the stairs leading up to the bedrooms was Master's study. Desk, chairs and the like. In front of the wall with the windows there was another large heavy wood table and a long couch. Along the west wall by the corner leading into the kitchen there was an entertainment center on wheels. The TV, stereo and DVD player and recorded could be moved to any place in the room that one might like to use them. On either side of the fireplace there were doors leading to rooms. One was the entry into Master's bedroom. The other lead to a very large bathroom. Master explained that this was the main bath in the house. There is a half bath upstairs between the two bedrooms up there, but this one was the only bath with a shower. The girls excused themselves to use the facilities. They both were met with a surprise as they stepped from the rusticity of the cabin into the totally modern, and up to date, facilities. The very first thing the girls noticed, and commented on, was the bidet in addition to a toilet. Then there was the shower that was clearly built to service more than one person at a time. Next to the shower was a hot tub that could hold four or five people, and of course there were twin sinks with a wide mirror over them. The Selection Ch. 05 As Scott finished with his fire building he too stepped into the bathroom. The girls had just finished relieving themselves. "Girls, I think I could use a shower. That fireplace really needed cleaning." Angel then stepped in front of her Master and said, "We would love to give you a shower, Master." Scott smiled and gave them a little nod. With that signal both girls moved in and started to remove his clothing. Marilynn reached around Angel and started to unbutton his shirt. Angel knelt before him and started to unbuckle his belt. There were four experienced hands moving rapidly and smoothly as they released anything binding in the way of clothing. Angel was pulling down Master's pants just as Marilynn finished unbuttoning his shirt. Marilynn slipped behind Master as she removed his shirt. Then she lifted his undershirt up and over his head. Just as the last of Scott's shirts went flying for the floor, Marilynn reached around him and pulled her bare breast into his back. There she moved her torso just enough to rub her nipples back and forth along his spine. At the same time Angel has Master's pants around his ankles as she removed his shoes and socks. Then lifting one leg at a time she slipped off his pants. Reaching up to his hips she slipped her fingers into the waist band of his shorts. In one smooth motion Angel pulled down her Master's underwear and freed the scepter of his manhood. Just as Scott's shorts cleared his last leg, Angel reached up and rested his balls in the palm of her hand, ever so gently. With the other hand she guided his penis to her mouth as she started to lick across and around the head. Meanwhile, Marilynn had moved into the shower and started to warm up the water. As the water ran she then set up the towels and wash cloths that they were going to need. When all was in the ready, Marilynn said, "Angel would you guide our Master into the shower." Without removing her hand from Master's cock, Angel guided him as they joined Marilynn. Marilynn handed Angel the shampoo as she entered the shower. Then guiding Master under one of the many showerheads. Marilynn then slipped to her knees and took his cock deep into her mouth. Angel was both surprised and angered at how smooth Marilynn had taken control of their Master's cock. Calming down her emotions Angel started to work on her Master. Her first task was to massage Master's scalp. As she felt the tension subside from his temple and jaw Angel added some shampoo and continued her massage. It was hard to tell which Scott was enjoying more ... the massage or Marilynn's blow job. After rinsing Master's hair, Angel continued her massage on his neck and shoulders while she applied soap. Up and down his back crossing over from left to right. Down his left leg washing both front and back of the leg. Lifting the left foot and then the right Angel washed his feet and traveled up his right leg. She then paid special attention to Scott's buttock making sure that she got between his legs and the crack of his ass. Angel put down her wash cloth and stepped into her Master pressing her breast into his back. She proceeded to work her breast up and down Master's spine. Kneeling behind Scott, Angel took her breast in hand and ran the nipple up and down his crack. First one nipple then the other. Stepping back from Master, Angel took one of the showerheads and rinsed all the suds off both Master and herself. Handing the soapy wash cloth to Marilynn, Angel stepped back into her Master and resumed to her tittie rub all over his back side. Only this time she added her tongue as she bathed and dried him with her mouth. She worked her tits and tongue up and down his spine. First one side and then the other. Angel would press her breast firmly against her Master's back and then she would decrease the pressure touching his skin with only the tips of her nipples. The same held true on the pressure from her tongue. At first she would lick Master's back with the flat of her tongue. She would then work her way up and down his spine with only the tip crossing back and forth from left to right as she continued her up and down motions. Meanwhile, Marilynn had stopped her tongue bath of Master's staff and started her bathing him. She did keep one hand on his scepter moving her hand in and out in a slow but steady hand job. Every once in a while she would bring both hands to his manhood. Now running the soapy wash cloth up and down. Then she would bring the cloth out to the swollen glands at the head of Master's cock and lightly draw the cloth over them. She rinsed him off and resumed her hand job. Seeing all this Angel dropped to her knees and worked her tongue up and down the crack of his ass. Lightly at first. Then increasing the pressure driving the tip of her tongue deeper into his crack. When she came in contact with all the nerve endings that meet in the puckered little hole of his ass he drove his hips forward with a mighty thrust. Angel started to withdraw her tongue and Master yelled his order for her to continue. Grabbing Marilynn by the shoulders he turned her around and forced her to bend over. With her hands on the wall Marilynn's ass and pussy were presented to her Master's use. Scott then pulled out her plug, tossing it aside, aimed his cock to the center of her ass. Angel's tongue again came in contact with Master's nerve endings and he drove his hips forward and his penis right into Marilynn's asshole. Master's cock entered her hard, fast and deep. At first penetration Marilynn moaned. As Mater grasped a hand full of her hair Marilynn yelled out her encouragements. "Oooo ah ... fuck this slave's ass." Then, "Your slave slut needs her ass fucked long and hard." Then again, "Ride my ass. Fill me with your cum. Ride me hard and show me who is the bitch and who is the Master." With Marilynn yelling her encouragements, and Angel sending shivers up and down his spine, Master did not hold back very long. His cock swelled in girth and became even harder than before as he moved in and out of the slave's asshole. With a hip thrust harder and faster than all the rest Master drove his cock even deeper into Marilynn's ass as he let his orgasm go. Sending his seed deep into her bowels. Master continued to thrust and Marilynn worked the muscles of her ass to pump all the semen out of him. At the same time Marilynn let her orgasm go. She yelled, and tighten her muscles until Master had a very hard time pumping her ass. As Scott started to soften Marilynn just stood with her hands still on the wall and quivered as the nerves endings in her ass also started to calm down. Washing and rinsing the last little bit of Marilynn from her Master's cock Angel slipped him into her mouth. Master continued to soften as Angel suck every little drop of his seed into her mouth. Marilynn just looked on until Angel sucked him dry. Her oral duties concluded Angel turned off the water, fetched a towel and started to dry off her Master. She would first lick his skin and then towel him dry. As Marilynn continued to stand there as she recovered from her orgasm Angel lead her Master out of the shower and to the couch in front of the fireplace. Marilynn restarted the water to finish her shower. Angel and Scott sat cuddling as they watch the fire and waited for Marilynn. ***** Again, I encourage you to rate this part and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S. The Selection Ch. 06 The Selection Chapter Six The Lake A Novel This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master's full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the sixth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous five chapters. I encourage you to vote on each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S. ***** Angel woke at the normal time. As the sleepiness drained from her head she remembered the soft tender love that her Master made to her last night. A smile, and a warm feeling, spread through her as the sleep left and she realized that she was still in Master's bed. A wonderful glow spread throughout her body as she thought about the marvelous love that Master made to her. Although she wanted Master to use every part of her for his pleasure last night it was her pussy that was his pleasure, and hers as well. It was the first time Master had pleasured himself in her pussy since she arrived a little over a week ago. Stretching and pulling at her various parts of her body, Angel made her way out of bed and into the bathroom. Already there was Master, just stepping out of the shower, and Marilynn squatting over the bidet with the douche nozzle sticking out between her legs. As Scott grabbed a towel and started to pad himself down he broke into a big smile and was the first to greet Angel, "Morning Angel, welcome to our little morning party." Angel walked over to her Master and folded her body into his as she kissed him with a warm passionate kiss. He returned her passion in both the kiss and the hug. For the second morning in a roll Angel laid her head on her Master's shoulder and in a very soft voice thanked him for the wonderful time the night before. When their holding one another concluded Master left the bathroom and Angel started getting things ready for her ritual morning cleansing. As Marilynn completed her preparations for the day she donned a work smock and headed for the kitchen to get breakfast. As Angel finished she found Master by his desk checking his email. She kneeled beside him and placed her head on his lap. Not saying a word, but silently offering herself to him. Scott patted her head and said, "Thank you Angel. I am almost done here. Let go to the kitchen and talk." Angel's heart sunk. Had Master made his decision? Was he going to tell them? Was he going to tell her that she needed to pack her things so Mike could take her to the airport? What Am I going to say if Master has selected her (Marilynn)? All this, and more, ran through Angel's mind as she and Scott walked to the kitchen to have this talk. Just as they came into the kitchen Marilynn was setting the food on the table. As they started their breakfast Scott started the conversation. "We have been together for a little over a week," Master opened with, "I would like to know if you ladies are of the same mind now as when you first arrived?" Angel looked surprised that Master would even ask such a question. She thought to herself, "It is not the slave that makes decisions!" As if he was reading her mind Master answered Angel's thoughts, "Remember it is a joint decision. You must want to be my slave just as much, or more, than I want you." Marilynn spoke first, "Master I was thinking that I would like you to keep us both. I know you can afford two slaves. I for one would love to serve you and to get a hold of this wonderful pussy next to me." As Marilynn spoke her last she moved to put her arm around Angel. "Angel, how do you feel about that?" Scott queried After an uneasy silence Angel spoke, "Master, I want with all my heart to be your slave. I have given myself to you and that will not change as long as you want me. I will serve you in anyway that you desire. Even if that means I must be number two, or three, slave. But NO, I do not want to be just one of your slaves." As Angel stopped to take a breath Marilynn laughed and said, "Aren't we the little topper!" Angel continued, "Master, I am your slave. I will engage in any activities that you chose for me, sexual or otherwise, but I have no internal desire to be with anyone other than you, man or woman." "Thank you for your honesty, Angel." Scott replied. Mike came in the backdoor and said, "Sir, everything ready." "Thank you, Mike. We will be with you in just a minute." Then turning his attention back to the girls Master said, "I told you when you arrived that I was looking for attitude more than anything else. I am still looking for attitude. I think it is only fair to tell you both that in this next week you will be asked to submit more and more of yourselves. You will be asked to do things that you have never done before. Starting this morning." Marilynn started to speak, but Scott cut her off, "Some of the things that you will be asked to submit to will be very uncomfortable and some will be painful. I am going to ask you to submit willingly to the pain and discomfort out of your love for me." Marilynn replied, "Bring it on, Sir. I am ready for what ever you wish." Angel just looked down at her hands that she held folded on the table. "Angel?" "I will do my best to please you, Master." "Good! I know neither of you have ever ridden a horse. This morning will be your first experience. Mike is waiting for us and the horses are all saddled." Master then held each girl's chair as she rose. Directing them to the back door Angel reached for her tunic. Placing his hand on hers Master said, "You will not be needing that today." Marilynn said something about the dishes and Master told her that they would be taken care of. As soon as Angel stepped out the door she saw four of the most beautiful horses that she had ever seen. Each one had a coat that shinned and while they all had long tails and manes she could not see a single snarl on any of them. In a single breath Angel was in love with these animals. As they approached the horses Master reminded the girls to be careful with their feet. After all they only had open toe sandals on. Master held the stirrup and help to guide Angel's left foot into it. Then with a push on her, Angel's, hindquarters she found herself in the saddle. Looking over to Marilynn, Angel could see that Mike did the same for her. One of the first things that Angel noticed was the comfort of the saddle. All four saddles were black hand tooled leather, a black suede seat that covered a cushion of foam and matching breast plate and bridle. The rise of the seat pushed on Angel in two ways. First it pushed her tailbone into the cantle, and as the width of the horse spread her labia the prickly parts of the suede tickled her clit. This placement of her in the saddle also pushed the butt plug deeper into her ass. As Mike was giving the girls directions, Angel watched as Master not using his stirrups, just swung himself into the saddle. Angel was amazed that a man of Master's age could still do that, but then again he is her Master, by her choice. Scott took the lead and the horses that the girls were on just seemed to follow as if they were on automatic. This was a relief to Angel because she knew that she did not know what she was doing. Following Master they went around the cabin and down to the lake. It was not a big lake, but then it was not all that small either as Mike explained that Master's land was on all four sides of it. As they rode along Angel noticed there was a canal to the west and a hill to the east. Master's cabin was on the north side of the lake. Most of the lake seemed to be tree lined except for a marshy like area on the south side. The water was crystal clear, almost like glass and every once in a while she could catch a glimpse of a fish as it jumped to catch a meal. There were a few other things that Angel noticed as Master led his little group toward the hill. Her nipples were increasing in sensitivity as her breast bounce with the movement of the horse, and then the breeze off the lake would make the nipple hard as a rock. The back of the horse would sway from left to right with every step. This swaying would cause her exposed clit to rub against the rougher material of the suede seat of the saddle. First left then right, left, right and every so often the horse would hesitate and cause her clit to rub forward and then back. This motioned was doubled in her butt plug. Angel just knew that she was leaving a wet spot on the seat of the saddle. Mike came up beside Angel and explained that she was riding a Pinto mare named "J". Marilynn was also on a Pinto mare, but named "Comanche" The only difference in the two Pintos is "J" is black and white, while "Comanche" is a golden tan and white. Mike was on a black Morgan named "Moe", and Master was on a red, with a white rear Appaloosa named "Chief". Mike also explained to the girls that they were headed up the hill to an old girls camp. The owners had gone under about 15 years back and Scott had purchased the land to help them out. The promise was made that he would hold the property for ten years and the former owners would be allowed to buy it back. They never did. The south side of the lake was purchased about 10 years ago from the estate of the former owner and was often used in the spring and fall by area Boy Scout Councils for their Jamborees. Angel wondered what a Jamboree was, but did not ask. Mike did add that they seldom used the cabin when the boys were camping across the lake. Meanwhile with every step "J" took, Angel's clit was being stimulated by the suede on the seat. This light teasing of her clit was beginning to take over her body and every thought she was having. She started to wonder if Master was taking them on a sight seeing tour, or was this constant rubbing on her clit on purpose. Angel decided that the teasing was part of Master's design for both of them. Even the forward and back motions of the saddle seat seem to pull the protective sleeve of her clit forward and back with it. Looking at Marilynn, she could see the sexual tension all over her face. The gritting of her teeth. The eyes slightly bugged out and rolling in their sockets. The sweat on her upper lip. All these signs, and more, told Angel of the sexual agony that Marilynn was in. Yes, it is clear, Angel thought, that all of this was part of Master's design for them. So it continued, with every step of the horse Angel's pelvis would sway with the saddle and the suede material on the seat would tickle her little button of joy. As they got to the top of the hill Master stopped at a clearing that overlooked the entire lake. The view was wonderful with the blue water reflecting off the blue sky. Master pointed out many of the same things Mike had when they were down along the shore line. Scott also asked, with a knowing smile on his face, if they were enjoying their first ride on a horse. Angel smiled and nodded that she was enjoying her ride. Marilynn said, "Master, I am so horny I need you to fuck me ... fuck me hard." Scott then turn Chief and led the girls over to an old campfire ring and dismounted. Helping each of the girls to do the same. Angle noticed, and was surprised, at how well kept the campfire ring was. Noticing Angel's expression Master said, "The boys from the farm like to bring their dates up here on the week-ends. The area is secluded and the cabins provide a little privacy. The boys provided the clean-up and most of the maintenance is free. I chip in with supplies every once in a while. Like wood, nails, shingles and the like. Over there is a pretty well equipped medical clinic. It was a nurses station when the camp was active and now provides a setting for them to play doctor. Towards the road there is an old mess hall with a very large fireplace inside. They use that during the winter. Mike and I use to ride up here on a Saturday night and watch the shows." Mike joined in with a broad grin on his face, "As long as they have been willing to keep the place cleaned up we have allowed them to have their fun." "We have found that these young men are very imaginative." Scott said as he led Angel over to where a flagpole stood to the left of the fire ring. Once there Master connected her wrist cuffs together and then hooked the cuffs to the snap on the lanyard of the flagpole.. Polling on the lanyard as if he was raising a flag he pulled her arms above her head until he whole body was lifted onto the balls of her feet. Taking a line out of his saddle bags Master connected it to each of Angel's ankle cuffs and pulled this line behind the pole forcing her to bend her knees and hang there from just her arms. With another piece of line that Scott attached above each of Angel's knees, and again was brought behind pole to force her legs open to their very limit. Not even taking time to admire his work, Master ran his hands all over Angel's body. Across her cheeks, lightly over her lips ... which she kissed as his fingers passed by. Down her torso, around her breasts, very lightly over her nipples and then even lighter over her tight stomach as he worked his way down between her legs. Running his finger back and forth through the wetness that he found Master looked Angel in the eye and asked, "What are you?" "I am your slave, Master." "Why are you here?" "I am here for your pleasure, Master." "Very good slave." And he gave her a kiss, and said, "I think you will be happier if you cannot see what is coming next." That said, Master pulled out a blindfold and placed it around Angel's eyes. After another kiss Scott placed a penis gag in her mouth. Checking both the gag and blindfold he said, "Now you can only feel what is going to happen. So, enjoy it." Telling Marilynn to come over next to him he placed a pair of nipple clamps on her. The clamps were connected with a chain. While he connected a third clamp the chain he order her to spread ... she complied ... Scott then placed the last clamp right on the hood that held her swollen clit. Marilynn jumped, screamed, but only said, "Oh, thank you Master." Scott then pulled out of his saddle bags a little flogger. Some might call this a pussy whip. One could not cause much pain with this device, but it could, and would, wake up the senses. Scott started with Marilynn. First her tits. Master work all over her breast, top, bottom, in between and under both arms. Marilynn had been told to stand at attention ... hands behind her head and legs spread shoulder width apart. Her breast were a real nice pink when Scott moved down to her belly. Again his blows were up, down and all around. As Marilynn's skin turned a pink and then red, Scott started on her thighs. All the time Marilynn was begging for more. Marilynn started to get weak-kneed as the ends of the flogger would hit the clamp on her clit on their way to the inside of her thigh. Marilynn jumped from one leg to the other, but she did not bring her hands down, or her legs together, in an attempt to protect herself. She just Ooooed, Aaaahed and asked for more. Abruptly Master stopped his flogging of Marilynn and turn his attention to Angel. Angel received the same flogging as Marilynn. The only difference being the strikes between her legs. In Angel's case her legs were wide open leaving her labia spread allowing direct contact. With every brush of the flogger Angel oozed most liquid out of her pussy as it dripped onto the ground beneath her. When Scott was satisfied with his flogging of Angel he turned to Marilynn, and said, "You have been wanting to get at Angel ever since you got here. Now is your chance. You may put on a show for us while you pleasure your slave sister. You may only bring her pleasure, and you may not allow her to come. If Angel has an orgasm, Marilynn, you will be punished. Do you understand?" Looking at Angel, Marilynn said, "Yes Master, I understand. And, ... Master may I cum?" "That will depend on just how well you take care of your assignment." "Yes Master." Moving closer to Angel, Marilynn started by running the backs of her finger nails under her victims arms. Lightly, every so lightly she moved those fingers down Angel's sides ... across her belly ... between her breasts as she told Angel all that she was going to do. "Master gave me permission to play with you, my dear. Now you will begin to learn the wonders of another woman playing your body like it is her own musical instrument " As she spoke, Marilynn brought her mouth up close to Angel's neck causing her warm breath to move into the bound slave's ear, then dropping her mouth down between her neck and shoulder her breath moved around the victim's neck and under her chin. Angel tried to mover her head in order to close the gap between her head and shoulder, but Marilynn would have none of that. Marilynn just kept her chin in between her head and should while she continued to blow warm air on Angel's neck. Lifting her right hand Marilynn took a firm hold of Angel's left breast. Placing her hand right over the tit leaving the nipple in between the two middle fingers. As Marilynn closed her hand Angel's nipple was squeezed tightly, painfully, between those two fingers. Working her hand off the tit until the nipple was between her forefinger and thumb Marilynn squeezed tightly cutting off all blood flow to the nipple. Applying the nail on her thumb to the upper sided of the nipple Marilynn added twisting and pulling. Angel jerked and thrashed about from the pain, but it had no effect on Marilynn's administrations to the nipple. Marilynn traded nipples and repeated same process. Had it not been for the gag Angel would have let out an earth shattering scream when Marilynn stopped her pinching, pulling and twisting of her nipples and just bit down on the right one, and then the left. As Angel jerked from the pain Marilynn just held on with her teeth and let Angel administer her own punishment. At the same time Marilynn reached her left hand between Angels legs and took hold of her clit. That little sensitive button between the folds of her pussy was now treated just as her nipples had been ... pinching, pulling and twisting The jerking of Angel's body from the pain became more and more violent. Every muscle in her body was pulling against her bindings and her body was covered in sweat. In addition to the moisture generated by her sweat, Angel was flooding Marilynn's hand with the sweet nectar that only can be produced by a woman's pussy. That wonderful nectar that will broadcast the excitement of a woman as it prepares her for what ever penetrations that may be in store for her. As the sloshing sounds got louder and the odor telling of a woman's carnal desires penetrated the air, Marilynn abandoned Angel's tits and dropped to her knees as she sucked her clit into her mouth. Pushing the protective sheath back into Angel's body, Marilynn took hold of the clit shaft with her teeth. There holding Angel's pleasure button Marilynn proceeded to lash the swollen head with her tongue. Angel's jerking just pulled her clit shaft hard against Marilynn's teeth and adding to her own torment. There was very little of this treatment that Angel could take. In just a few seconds her body exploded in to a massive orgasm. Somehow in her bound position Angel found the leverage to jerk her pussy right out of the mouth of her tormentor. Even as the assault ended on her passion button, Angel's muscles continued to contract, jerk and quiver until she settled into just shaking with no control. Just one continual muscle spasm. Marilynn just watched in amazement as her slave sister went through her exercise in ecstasy with her face covered in Angel's juices. Angel's juices were still dripping off her chin when Master came up behind Marilynn. Taking hold of both arms Scott pulled them behind Marilynn and snapped her cuffs together. Grabbing a hand full of hair Master pulled his slave up to her feet. Still hanging on to the hair Master spun the slave around until she was looking up at him and said in a firm but clam voice, "I told you not to let her cum .. now didn't I?" The Selection Ch. 06 Trying to hang her head, even though Master still had a handful of hair, Marilynn nodded and whimpered, "Yes, Sir." With her answer Master spun her around and with a mighty shove Marilynn spun towards Mike and he said, "Take care of her for me." Turning to Angel Master started to let her down. Lowing her legs, then dropping her hands so that she was able to stand on her own two feet, Although, Angel did have trouble supporting her own weight without Scott's help. Slowly Master got all the bindings released, sat her down on one of the benches, removed her gag and lastly the blindfold disappeared. As Angel's eyes adjusted to the light she looked over to Marilynn as an interested witness to her ordeal that was just starting. Mike had Marilynn bound and face down over yet an other bench. Each wrist was tied to the elbow of the opposite arm, behind her back. Her ankles were tied to supports holding the bench pulling them as wide open as could be without pulling her hips out of their sockets. Marilynn let out a loud scream as Mike pulled her nipple, and clit, clamps off. Their color started to return as the blood rushed back into place. Mike looked to Scott and Angel just caught his little nod, as Mike pulled out his riding crop. With a systematic rhythm Mike laid the leather end of the crop on Marilynn's ass. He started at her left hip and slowly moved to her right, as he covered every inch from her lower back to the tops of her thighs. Angel watched as Marilynn's bottom turned pink and then a bright red. Just as Mike reached her hip bone he started over at the left hip and slowly moved back to the right. Marilynn started to cry as she called out to Scott, "Master, I am sorry. I will never disobey you again!" Her cries were falling on deaf ears. Master had already helped Angel to the top of the fire ring and they were mounting up as Marilynn was making her plea. Just before they rode off Mike stopped his torture of Marilynn's ass long enough to look up to Scott with an unspoken question in his eyes. Master said, "Whatever you wish ... then bring her back to the cabin." As Master and Angel started down the hill they could still hear Marilynn yell how sorry she was. Mike did not let Marilynn's cry deter him one little bit. As the redness of her ass started to glow, Mike switched from striking her with the leather end to the shaft of the crop. Laying the cane part across both halves at the same time Mike started at the top of Marilynn's ass and very methodically moving his target to the tops of her thighs. When that was nicely done Mike again moved his target to the top of her ass and continued the caning. The caning completed Mike untied Marilynn's feet. Turned her over so she was laying face up on the bench. Marilynn moaned something about the bench and the soreness of her ass and Mike promised to take care of that little problem. He then pulled her ankles up over her head and secured them with a rope that ran from one ankle and under the bench before it connect the other ankle. Thus leaving Marilynn doubled over with both her pussy and ass wide open for further assault. Marilynn wanted to be assaulted. She pleaded with Mike, crying, "I need to be fucked." And, "Oh Please, fuck me." Mike just looked down at his captive and said, "Your gong to be fucked you little bitch, but you will not be allowed to cum. If you do cum we will started the spanking all over again." Hearing that she was going to be fucked Marilynn replied, "Oh Yes, fuck the cunt of this bitch. Fuck it hard and you can be my Master." She no sooner had the her last statement come out of her mouth and the riding crop came down hard on her pussy. Mike yelled, "You stupid cunt! Don't ever dishonor your Master like that again." Straddling the bench Mike opened his pants. He did not take them down, but rather just pulled out his manhood. Pulling on his shaft a couple of times as if he was checking his own hardness he then took aim at Marilynn's gapping opening. Running the head up and down her slit a few times testing her lubrication until she just opened up and with a shove he ran his full length into the cunt that craved fucking so badly. Withdrawing until just the tip was within the folds between her legs brought a passion fill protest from the wanton wench, "No!!!! Don't stop! Let me have it! Give all of it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! But fuck this cunt." He let her beg for a few seconds and then with all the power in his legs Mike drove as deep as he could. Mike is not a large man, but the force generated by his thrust caused Marilynn's vagina to stretch to accommodate all of him. So it continued ... Mike thrusting ... Marilynn yelling her encouragements ... her demands for more. It did not take long for the pressure to build within Mike. Holding back for only a thrust or two he let it go. As the creamy liquid splashed against the walls of her passion pit Marilynn started yelling her insults. It was not real clear as to her exact words, but it seem that they were something about his ancestors and whether or not they ever were part of the human race. Mike just laughed as he softened and withdrew from her inner portals. Thinking better than to have the slave clean his weapon with her mouth Mike just wiped himself off and put it away. Mike then just sat and waited for Marilynn's breathing to return to normal. As he waited he went to the top of the fire ring and brought both horses down into the ring. Marilynn again opened up with her insults over expecting her to ride in that saddle with her sore bottom. Mike softly said, "You need not worry about you little ass anymore. I will take care of any pressure to be applied to it until you are back to the cabin." As Mike was telling her this he was also rapping rope around both legs and pulling them together, tightly. When the job was nicely done Marilynn was unfolded, but still bound like she was a mummy. Mike picked her up and easily tossed her over the saddle of Comanche face down. He secured her to the saddle and when he was satisfied that Marilynn could not fall, or wiggle herself, off the horse he mounted Moe and headed back. Every so often Marilynn would try to jerk herself free, but Mike just laid the riding crop on her backside and she settled back down. On down the trail they rode. Mike on Moe and Marilynn slung over the back of Comanche as if she was an old bag of potatoes. Scott observed Mike and Marilynn riding up to the cabin as he was doing some work at his desk. Angel was reading by the fire. As he walked toward the door to greet the other two Master told Angel to go to her room and remain there until he called her. Although she was puzzled Angel obeyed and went to her room. Scott greeted Marilynn at the door. Mike had untied her legs so she was able to stand and walk on her own, but her arms were still bound behind her. Master took her arm and guided her over to his desk. Mike excused himself and disappeared. Marilynn started the conversation, "Master do you know what he did to me? He beat me and then he raped me!" In a very controlled voice Master responded, "Mike did nothing that I did not give him permission to do." "But ... but I am your special slave." The realization hit and she the tears came to fill her eyes. "I had decided before you disobeyed." Marilynn was now crying in earnest. Scott continued, "The most important thing to you out there today was your own lust. For that and many other reasons I have decided on Angel as my full time slave." "Master, I can do better. Please ..." "From this point on you are to address me as Sir. I am no longer your Master." Just as Scott had said those words Marilynn caught a glimpse of Mike coming down the stairs with her suit case in hand. As Scott walked around the desk to help Marilynn to her feet he went on, "Mike will take you to the airport. You may dress in the car and I will say your good-byes to Angel for you." Mike came up and took Marilynn's arm and started to guide her across the room toward the door. Her arms were still bound. She was still nude. There was still a butt plug in her ass. As Mike opened the rear door of the limo, Marilynn looked over her shoulder at Scott ... Mike released her arms and helped her into the car. He set her bag in the back seat with her. As Mike was about to enter the limo he turned to look at Scott. Scott nodded his approval and Mike sent back a little salute. He entered the car and in just a moment they were off. Scott stood outside the door and watch the car slowly move along the drive towards the road. It was hard to tell just what he was thinking. As the limo slipped over the hill and out of sight he turned towards the door, head bowed slightly, and as he reached for the door knob he was shacking his head. As Master re-entered the great room he stood by the fireplace stoking the fire. He knew that Angel would have been looking out the window and would be full of questions as to the happenings of the day. Even so Scott took a few more minutes to dwell in his own thoughts. As he poured himself a snifter of brandy and called for Angel to come down from her room. She was quick to respond to her Master's call. Running up to her Master Angel gave him a little curtsy and said, "Yes Master." "Kneel for me Angel." "Yes Master." Scott removed all of angel's bindings. Cuffs from her wrists and ankles and her collar. In one swift motion even her plug left her rear passage. For the first time since she arrived, almost two weeks ago, she felt totally nude in front of this man who is her Master. And she felt fear. Angel saw Marilynn leave from the bedroom window. She feared that Master was going to release her as well. Taking Angel by the hand Scott helped her to her feet and led her over to the couch. Telling her sit then Scott sat next to her and held her hand. "Angel, I just released Marilynn and she is on her way to the airport with Mike." "I know Master. I saw from the window." "I guess I always knew that you were going to be my choice. What I am telling you that I want you to be my slave for now and forever, but only if that is also what you want for your life." Angel hesitated, but not in her decision. Her hesitation was only in how she wanted to answer this man whom she loved. Rising to her feet, Angel walked back to the fireplace. She picked up her collar and cuffs and put them back on. Then picking up the butt plug she returned that to it's rightful place. Angel walked back to Scott and kneeled between his legs. With both hands she pulled his head down so she could reach his mouth with hers. It was a long kiss. It was also a passionate kiss. As Angel invaded his mouth with her tongue. At the same time Angel took hold of Master's right hand and brought it to her left breast. When the kiss finally broke she said, "You are my Master. I am your slave. That is how it has been and how it will be. I am here to serve you. To bring you pleasure for as long as you want me." Now it was Scott's turn to kiss Angel, and he did. Long, hard and with a great deal of pride and passion. As their kiss ended Scott smiled and said, "After dinner I think you will need to move your things to the master bedroom. I think it would be improper for a slave to have her own room." "Oh, Yes Master!" The End. Again, I encourage you to vote on each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S.