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Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 01

By: Domwoolf



Part III Interlewd

Chapter 1 Christy's family

The limo pulled up to the mansion where all the adventures had begun and unloaded a crowd of smiling happy women and one quiet man. Rick directed the women in unloading the bags and shortly there after the home blazed with light and music. Windows were thrown open to catch the early evening breeze. 

Rick inspected the house and grounds, pleased that the maintanence had been kept up by the company he had hired, the grounds were neat and well groomed, the pool sparkling and the kitchen fully stocked. Rick noted several minor things he would have to have corrected but was overall pleased. He ordered pizza delivered since after the long trip no one felt like cooking. The atmosphere became one of a welcome home party, especially when Christy's mother and younger sister dropped by. 

Rick was lazing in a lounger by the pool watching the women chatter and get caught up on their lives both in the islands and here at home. One of the twins or Donna was always at his side should he require anything and Rick noticed that Ruth, Christy's mother was carefully watching as the three women served and attended to him.

Mia, Christy's younger sibling, the twins, Christy and Lisa were soon diving in the pool and relaxing in the hot tub. Donna having checked on Rick's immediate needs went off to clean up the dishes. Ruth choose that moment to sit down next to Rick.

"My daughter seems happy."

"She's a great girl. She and Lisa are inseparable."

"So I've noticed. Christy seems to cater to Lisa's every wish." 

Rick wondered where she was going with this thought but made no reply. Ruth sat and just looked at him for several minutes. "I found out what my ex husband did. I divorced him last year. Christy doesn't know."

Rick didn't try to explain what had happened with her husband. Since she said she knew, but he wondered if she really knew the whole story of how her ex had demanded a bribe to allow Christy to go on their Caribbean trip and then had followed hoping to blackmail Rick by hiring a couple of local boys to photograph Christy and the family in compromising circumstances. Rick had caught the boys and threatened her ex in to leaving the islands. Rick honestly hadn't given the matter another thought. He was amused that the idiot had been caught by his wife anyway. 

"I'm sorry things got that bad."

Ruth shrugged her shoulders. "He was an asshole. The last straw was him taking pictures of Mia in the bath with a hidden camera. He didn't even have sense enough to password protect the file on the computer. When I found the pictures, I threw him out. My lawyer made sure if he doesn't pay my alimony and child support on time every month, asshole knows he will be back in court on child porn charges. He is going to be paying the rest of his life, believe me."

Rick laughed as he sat thinking of the night several years ago when Lisa had a party here at the mansion. Christy had had too much to drink and passed out naked on the couch. Rick discovered her after the trio got home. Rick sent Donna up to bed and took his other slave out to her cage before checking the house and pool. He noted the debris from the party had been cleaned up. Rick locked up the house and decided to fix himself a snack before bed. Taking the sandwich and a glass of bourbon he went to watch some TV while he ate: that's when he discovered the naked teen passed out on his couch. 

He set the sandwich and drink beside his recliner, and checked the teen. She was out cold, her breath smelling of beer. Rick sat down and began enjoying his snack as he examined the girl's body lying exposed on the couch. Setting aside his snack he went to a cabinet and took out his digital camera. He spent several minutes setting up lights the way he wanted and began taking pics of the unconscious nude. He stopped every few seconds and repositioned her naked body, then fired off more shots.

Her blond hair was too short to do much with and her breasts while nice with pink tipped nipples were small. He noted she was a natural blond with a peach fuzz of fine hair covering her pussy. She had a nicely shaped ass that he took a lot of pics of after laying her on her stomach. He pushed a pillow under her tummy to get the ass curved up just as he wanted. He then spread her legs getting several pussy shots from behind.

When he turned her on her side and positioned her arms, her mouth fell open and he just couldn't resist taking his cock out and taking pics of it as he pushed it into her open mouth. The girl began sucking on the head as if she had a thumb in her mouth. Rick kept filming. Finally he couldn't stand it and stroked himself off, spraying his cum across the teen's face and tits. He took more photos of the gray-white cum dripping down her face and running off the mounds of her breasts. He scooped up several of the thick clumps and dripped them into her open mouth. 

Rick went to the bathroom and returned with a warm washcloth. He cleaned the girls face and tits then covered her with a blanket. He finished his snack and put away the camera before heading up to bed chuckling at himself for being a dirty old man. 

Ruth wondered why Rick found the idea so amusing, but she put it down to him enjoying her ex's comeuppance. They sat and talked for several hours while the rest of the family enjoyed the quiet evening at home. 

Late the next morning Rick was busy in his office finding out what passports and other documentation was going to be needed for the European trip. He called Lisa over the intercom and had her assist him in the planning as they decided what sights they wanted to see and where they wanted to stay. 

Talking over the trip they discovered they were both fascinated by old castles and castle history. Using the internet they plotted their trip by finding castles they could rent for various amounts of time. Rick and Lisa spent the afternoon huddled together flipping through the internet and making notes. Donna called them several times to dinner before they stumbled out of the office and once dinner was over they disappeared, right back in.

It was early morning before the two called it a night and went up to bed. 

Late the next afternoon Lisa, Christy and the twins were out in the dungeon playroom with Christy fastened to the Saint Andrews cross at ankles and wrists. Lisa had added a blindfold and had the twins alternating turns slapping floggers across her tits, stomach and pussy. Christy's breasts were bright red and engorged with blood brought to the surface by the repeated strokes of the supple leather. Ruby snapping the red leather flogger across the restrained girls exposed cunt was rewarded by a sharp scream followed by a low moan when one of the tails flicked the clit and the girl's body arched fighting her restraints.

Donna heard the scream over the noise of the treadmill she was both fastened to and running on. She made a mental note to remind her daughter to keep the sound proof doors on the playroom closed as she was rather tied to the machine at the moment trying to lose the ¾ pound she had recently gained. She knew what she must look like, running hard to keep up with the workout the machine was set on, her arms tied in a sleeve behind her back, her tits soaked with sweat and flopping from side to side as her nipples were tugged at every step by the wires attached to her nipple rings. Drool pouring out her mouth due to the cock ring gag Rick had attached. Her naked ass and pussy were on display, highlighted by the strict banded corset that had her waist cinched tight. 

She also knew Rick was watching every step she took on the big screen in his office from one or several of the hidden cameras throughout the mansion. She hoped that when her run was finished he would come in and instead of releasing her would fuck her silly. 

Rick in his office was indeed watching his wife/ slave while listening to a jazz concert on the office sound system. He closed his eyes for a few seconds enjoying the music which is why he missed seeing Mia at the front gate punch in the security code she had seen her sister use to let in the pizza boy a few nites ago.

Mia slipped through the gate and closed it behind her. She headed up to the mansion cutting through the trees that blocked the view of the mansion from the street. She headed around to the back pool area figuring that her sister would be hanging around the pool by this late in the afternoon and if not she would knock on the kitchen door. That is when she heard the sounds coming from the playroom.

Mia quietly snuck over and peered through the open door. Lisa had adjusted the cross on it's swivel so that Christy hung inverted, her head at the perfect height for Lisa to step over her and have Christy lick and suck her pussy. Ruby knelt between Christy's wide spread and tied legs working a dildo in and out of the bound girl's pussy as Ruby used a small rubber mini flogger on her exposed clit.

Emma had knelt behind Mistress Lisa and was licking and lightly biting her ass. All four so caught up in the sex, pain and play they didn't notice Mia as she crept into the play room and hid behind a med exam table watching as her sister moaned and screamed and begged her mistress for permission to cum. 

Mia's hand crept down into her shorts and she began to rub her own clit, feeling the warm wetness beginning to flow from her own pussy as the erotic encounter played out in front of her. 

Mistress Lisa stretched her head back, her long red hair shrouding Emma's head as Lisa moaned from her own impending organism. Her muscular thighs gripped Christy's head as her body shuddered through one long climax after another.

"Cum now!" she ordered. "Cum my little slut."

Christy's scream as every muscle in her body pulled tight and the sensations ripped through her was as loud as when the flogger hit her clit. She pulled and twisted in her bondage for most of a minute before falling limp and hanging from the cross.

Lisa dropped to the floor and cradled Christy's head as she ordered the twins to release the girl's restraints. Soon Christy was cradled in Lisa's arms as the two kissed and cuddled on the soft carpet.

Mia eyes closed as she curled out of sight behind the table and rubbed herself to her own climax. She laid still feeling little shudders tremble through her muscles until her body calmed down. Mia open her eyes and sat up to find her sister and Lisa lying across the table staring down at her. 

"Opps." She whispered.

Both women burst out laughing and reached down to haul the girl to her feet.

"And just how did you get in here, you little brat?" Christy questioned.

" I. I just.. I saw you punch in your security code the other night and memorized it." Mia stammered, embarrassed to have been caught spying on her sister and her friends having sex or whatever it was. 

"Doesn't that hurt?" Mia pointed at the whip marks covering Christy from tits to thighs. 

"Yes and no. It sort of starts out hurting and ends up being amazing." Christy smiled at her sibling. "I don't know how to explain it. I just know it's something I need and when Mistress Lisa causes me pain it's not like real pain, it's more like something opens up inside me and . Oh I don't know how to explain it. It's just fantastic."

Mia stood their nodding her head. "So are you like, a lesbian now?"

"Not exactly." It was Christy's turn to blush and stammer. "I like guys too. I guess you could call me a slave. Lisa is my Mistress and owner. Sometimes we play with just us girls and sometimes with other guys as well, but I don't choose, Mistress Lisa does."

"Wow, Mom is gonna freak." Mia stopped and put her hand over her mouth. "Oh god, Christy, I won't tell. Honest."

"Mia." Christy looked over to check with Lisa. "We gotta talk."

Lisa had Donna arrange for Mia to spend the night with a quick call to her mother. Later that evening after dinner the girls and Donna were lazing around the pool when Mia broached the subject of bdsm once again.

"So sis? What did you mean it sorta hurts and then feels amazing?" Mia perched on her lounger across from Christy.

Christy looked to Donna and the twins for help. 

"Don't ask me to explain it." Donna shrugged her shoulders. "I know perfectly well what you mean but I can't put it in words either!" 

Lisa thought for a moment. "Remember when you lost your virginity, Mia?"

"Yeah we were all hot and bothered and fumbling and scared and excited, all at once. It was just after the junior prom. Larry, my prom date and a bunch of the other kids snuck out of the dance hall and out on the country club golf course. Larry and me wandered away from the other kids and started kissing lying on the green. He was putting his hand under my dress and I just decided to take it off and then he got like half naked and the next thing I know we were doing it. Larry had a condom and I helped him put it on and then he kinda fumbled around down there and I had to help him find the hole. He kept going in just a little and then pulled out and then he just sorta pushed and there was this pain and then it was gone and he was fucking like a rabbit. And I was like really getting into it and he came and that was it." Mia looked confused. "It didn't really hurt much, I've stubbed my toe worse than that.

"Humm, maybe that was a bad example." Lisa saw Rick heading over to the pool. "Rick can you explain to Mia how pain and pleasure works? We all know how it works for us but are having a hard time putting it into words." Lisa had told Rick earlier about Mia having witnessed their bondage session.

Rick sat on the lounger next to Mia. "I can try to explain but the easiest way is to give her a small demo." He turned to Mia. "May I show you?" 

Mia looked scared but decided if Christy and Lisa trusted him she would too. "O.K."

Rick slid his hand behind her neck and gently caressed her neck and shoulder. He slowly leaned into her bringing her into a hug, as his fingers caressed her back. He slid on hand around and gently lifted her bikini clad breast. His thumb made slow circles around her nipple.

Mia relaxed into his shoulder and her nipple hardened under his ministrations. She gasped as his thumb and forefinger grasped her engorged nipple and began to gently squeeze. His other hand kept caressing her back and neck and shoulder and she could feel herself getting excited. She gave a quick intake of breath as he squeezed her nipple tighter and pulled just a little. She could feel his warm breath on her neck, his lips barely above the skin. She drew an even deeper breath as his fingers tightened to the point of pain and then twisted the nipple. 

Mia's eyes were closed and her whole universe had collapsed down to the sensations of the caressing hand at her back, the warm breath on the side of her neck and the fingers slowly crushing and twisting her nipple. Mia fingers grew ridged with every increment of pressure and then tightened into fists, she could feel the arm muscles contract as her whole world became sensation. The chills on her back as the fingers lightly traced up and down her spine. The heat of his breath and lips against the skin below her earlobe and the red hot poker that was once her nipple. The molten heat seemed to grow through her body and settle between her legs as if to pour out as liquid lava, hot wet and flowing. Mia's organism shook her entire body, not once but time after time as if it would never stop.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself laying on the lounger being handed a cold bottle of water by her sister. Her bikini was still on though there was a wet spot between her legs. Rick was lying back in his lounger quietly talking to Donna.

Lisa touched her shoulder. "Now do you understand?" Mia collapsed back onto the chair as another small tremor went through her. "And that was just using his fingers."

Christy, the twins and Lisa all laughed with Mia as she shook her head saying to her sister. "So that's what you've been doing for the last few years."

Late that night all the girls were having a slumber party in Lisa's room on her oversized king bed. The girls had taken turns telling tales of their various bondage and submissive adventures to a wide eyed Mia. 

Long after the girls had settled down to sleep, Mia lay awake thinking of all the things she had seen and been told. She found herself both scared and strangely excited by the thoughts of bondage, servitude and humiliation. She finally fell into a restless and dream filled sleep. Dreams in which she was tied and molested, used as a sex toy and unable, even unwilling to resist whatever her dark Master demanded of her.

Sometime after 8am Mia awoke to find Lisa still asleep, the twins curled up together in a pile of blankets on the floor and Christy nowhere in sight. Mia took a quick shower and dressed before slipping out of Lisa's bedroom and heading downstairs to get something to eat. 

In the kitchen she found a naked Christy and Donna cooking a large breakfast for the entire family.

Mia looked down at her bikini top and shorts, smiled and greeted her sister and Donna with "I feel overdressed."

"Mornin sis. This is what we usually wear around the house. Breakfast will be ready soon." Christy laughed.

"So your like, nude in front of Rick all the time?" Mia asked.

"Rick is our Master. Lisa is my mistress but even She is submissive to Sir."

Mia sat and thought for a few moments, "So you serve them both?"

Christy tossed her hair back out of the way as she buttered the toast and stacked it in the warmer. "I have had the honor of serving Master Rick on many occasions, but mostly I take care of my Mistress. Ruby, Emma and Donna serve Master Rick's needs for the most part but if he wants me to do something, I would not refuse."

"I don't remember you being so submissive. You were always the outgoing one at school. How'd this happen?" Mia asked her big sister.

"Remember that pool party a couple of years ago?" Christy asked. 

"Oh yeah!" Mia replied. "The one Dad was so pissed off at you about because you didn't come home that night."

"That's the one." Christy giggled. "I didn't come home cause I passed out from drinking and slept on the couch in the den." Mia laughed. "Hell I still don't know what happened to my clothes. I woke up late the next morning, naked as a jay bird and heard weird noises coming from the exercise room. That's when I did just what you did. Snuck in and watched my first bdsm session."

"Oh wow! Looks like we are more alike than we knew." Mia stared at her sister for a few seconds and then blushed as she thought about what she had said and what she might really have meant.

"Here twit. " Christy handed her a plate of food. "Eat this. I'll be right back." Christy and Donna both picked up trays and left Mia in the kitchen as they went to serve their Lord and Lady. 

Mia had just started eating when the twins, Emma and Ruby stumbled into the kitchen rubbing the sleep from their eyes and yawning. They made a beeline for the coffee, snagging bacon from the tray as they poured the first cup of the day. Neither slave was dressed in anything but the jewels piercing their nipples and belly buttons.

"Good day, little one." One of the twins greeted her. "Nice to see someone gets up before high sun. Though I shouldn't complain, we slept like the dead their own selves this fine day."

"I'm usually up at six even on the weekends." Mia spoke between bites of her hash browns. "School starts early and I'm just used to being up early. This is the latest I've slept in, in months."

"They usually sleep in and stay up late in the night. Course they expect us to be up and doing our chores on time no matter how late they keeps us up." The other twin remarked as she sat cross legged on the floor with a tray in her lap.


Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 01



"Hush now, sister!" the first twin melted into a lotus position beside her sister. "They be the best Masters we ever have. So you be watchin your mouth."

"Have you had many Masters?" Mia asked. She felt uncomfortable with the twins sitting on the floor while she sat at the breakfast table. 

"We had six, no seven owners before Master Rick traded for us." Mia was sure it was Emma who answered as she had the emerald belly button piercing. We been slaves as long as We remember. Our mother sold us to our first owner when we was maybe, six?" She looked at her twin, who nodded. "He kept us till we got to old for him and then sold us to another Master. He only kept us for a year or so. Then we gots sold to a woman who had us cooking and cleaning and servicing her husband. When he died she sold us. A couple of owners later Master Rick traded his slave for us and here we are."

Mia had no idea what to say to their revelations; just the idea that someone could spend their entire lives as slaves was too completely foreign to her. She finished breakfast in silence. 

She helped Christy and Donna clean up the kitchen after breakfast, then joined Christy in Lisa's bedroom where the three sat and talked most of the morning and late into the afternoon.

Rick was working in his den, going over the family's bills and investment accounts. Donna wearing only a tight corset was curled under his desk sucking gently on his exposed cock. He watched the three women approach the den on his house monitor. He thought about having Donna stop her ministrations and decided not to, after all if Mia was going to hang around the house she might as well get used to the facts of a bdsm lifestyle. 

When the three women were admitted, Rick was surprised to see Lisa go down on one knee and bow her head. Christy assumed a totally submissive posture (down on both knees, arms crossed at the wrists and extended, forehead touching the floor) directly behind her Mistress. He was again surprised to see Mia assume the same posture beside and slightly behind Christy. Mia was slightly slower and nowhere near as graceful as the other two women.

"My Lord, I wish to speak with you on a matter that has been requested by my slave and her sister." Lisa kept her head down awaiting his acknowledgement of her request.

Rick leaned back in his chair and surveyed the three women arraigned before him. Life, he thought is about to get interesting all over again.



Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 02



Chapter 2 Mia's Education

The big screen TV was hooked up to the outside cameras monitoring the estate. Currently it was set on a camera showing the patio next to the pool. The patio had huge roman style columns with iron rings set at various heights. Tied between two of the columns was a young dark haired female. The sun beat down on her naked body, glinting off the sheen of oil that covered every inch of exposed skin. The girl's breasts and cunt had started out white with marked tan lines from the bikini she normally wore, but had slowly become pink as the sun burned the delicate exposed skin. 

The girl did have two articles of clothing, a blindfold fastened over her eyes and a cock gag holding open her drooling mouth. A man and a women walk up to the bound figure, the man begins to explore her breasts, kneading the soft sunburned mounds. The girl begins to moan. The woman kneels and begins to lick at the exposed cunt as the man moves around behind the bound nude, stroking her exposed ass and spreading the cheeks.

He reaches over to a small patio bench and picks up a bottle of oil warmed by the sun. The warmed oil dripped between the girls ass cheeks and ran down over her anus, oil drenched fingers followed a few seconds later, probing and penetrating the brown clenched ring, oiling and stretching the girls asshole as the fingers slide in and out. 

The girl's body was trembling and pulling against her bindings as his oiled and erect cock replaced his fingers at the entrance to her tight passage. He pressed against her asshole stretching it as he forced his member deep into the heat of her body, slowly he began fucking the bound girl, filling her ass as he drove ever deeper. His oil slick hands kneaded her sunburned breasts and the woman kneeling between the girl's legs sucked her clit, flicking the sensitive membrane with her tongue. 

The girl's body trembled and tightened, she came fighting her bonds and was left dripping and dangling in the afternoon sunlight.

Mia awoke lying on a bed of soft pillows and covered in silk sheets. She stretched then gasped as her entire body seemed to light on fire. She threw off the sheets and gasped as she saw her bright red tits and pussy. Gently she lay herself back down as the memories of the sun drenched bondage fucking played through her mind.

She had asked for it, she remembered. She had begged and pleaded with Christy and Lisa to be allowed to spend a week as a sex slave. She had restated her plea to Master Rick, lying in a position of total submission as she had been taught by Christy. 

She remembered lying there as Master Rick dragged Mistress Lisa out of the room. She dared not move as Christy had not. She could hear the sound of the two dominants arguing but could not hear what was being said. It seemed that the argument went on forever, the tension in her back and the unnatural way she was kneeling began to take its toll as her blood blocked legs began to scream in pain. 

At long last they walked back into the room. Lisa touched Christy's head and led her from the room, leaving Mia still in her submissive position. The door closed behind them and Master Rick returned to his desk. He motioned Donna out from her position under the desk and told her to start dinner. 

Master Rick sat at his desk. Leaning forward on his elbows, hands folded, chin resting on his hands, he sat and contemplated the girl kneeling on the floor. As Donna closed the door, silence descended. 

Mia remained in position, the pain in her back and legs growing by the second. She was determined to remain in position who ever long it took. She knew she had to prove herself worthy of the chance she was asking for. Mia realized from the long afternoon discussion with Christy and Mistress Lisa that this lifestyle wasn't a game. It wasn't something she could do only when she wanted. If, she was going to do this, she would have to commit herself totally body, mind and soul. Some never had a choice like Ruby and Emma. Others found their way through choice. 

Mia didn't know if it was what she really wanted, she didn't know if it was something she could do, but she knew if she didn't try, really try, give it everything she had, she would always wonder if she had missed her one opportunity to be something special. After the last two days of talking to the women in the family, seeing how they described their lives, she knew that this lifestyle was something different from anything she had ever dreamed of and was very special in ways she couldn't yet imagine. She just hoped Master Rick would give her the chance.

Rick watched the girl as she held the submissive posture that he knew had to be causing her immense pain by now. She had been left in that posture for almost an hour now. Her legs and back were trembling, Rick could see a light sheen of perspiration on her face and back yet she remained perfectly still. 

There was a soft knock at the door of the den, Rick walked over and opened the door just enough to let Christy pass in the items he had ordered Lisa to send him. He closed the door and went to stand behind the prone figure of the girl.

"Stand up." He ordered.

Mia tried to stand but her legs had long fallen asleep from the blood loss of being bent in the unnatural and unaccustomed position she had held. Rick reached down and lifted her to her feet, then held her as the pain of returning blood screamed through her numbed legs and feet. 

He watched her face as she tried not to show the pain she was going through. Rick smiled, maybe this was going to be more fun then he had first thought. (She's a tough little bitch. Her sister was naturally submissive, but this one was made of tougher stuff. She would not show every emotion or break easily.) Rick thought. 

When she could stand unassisted, Rick placed her hands behind her neck, elbows out. He used the riding crop he had sent for to adjust her body into the position he wanted.

"Back straight" He swatted her shorts clad butt. 

"Spread those legs" He smacked her inner thigh. She winced and he smiled.

"Lift your tits." The crop came up and under her left breast making bounce as he hit it. "Shoulders back, tits out." He walked around her. The crop came up under her chin, lifting her head. 

When he had her positioned as he wanted, he returned to sitting at his desk and observing the girl. He mused as he watched her. (She's just barely eighteen, what could she possibly know about what she wants... Stubborn... beautiful bod... much bigger tits than her sister... Ahh!) He saw her raise her eyes and glance at him. He ordered, "Eyes Down!" He walked behind her and administrated one swift swat with the crop.

He noticed the trembling in her arms as they began to get numb from the unaccustomed position. He waited a few minutes longer before he ordered her to put her arms down. 

He returned to his seat, "Strip, slowly."

Mia was startled by the order but reached behind her back for the tie to her bikini top. She surprised Rick by just untying it leaving the top itself hanging from the neck partially covering her breasts as she undid the button on her jean shorts. She unbuttoned the shorts slowly unfolding the front of the jeans. She pushed them down on her hips, exposing the top of her bikini bottom. Mia slipped her hands onto the sides of the shorts and untied both sides of the bikini then slowly pulled it out from between her legs from the rear.

Rick watched as the top slowly disappeared into the shorts exposing the girl's pubic hair in the open vee of her shorts as it dropped. The girl bent at the waist, allowing the top to fall away from her tits and slipped the still knotted top over her head. When she stood back up, her long brown hair obscured the view of the breasts in a peak a boo fashion. Slowly hooking her thumbs in the sides of the shorts, she slid them down as far as she could without bending; then let them drop around her ankles. She flipped her long hair back stepped out of her shorts and resumed the position he had put her in. 

Rick remained seated and never changed expression but he was impressed and amused by her performance. He got up and walked around the girl again correcting her stance with swats from the crop. When he got her positioned be began to attach cuffs to her wrists and ankles, then he took a heavy stiff neck collar and fastened it in place. The collar kept her chin up and her neck extended.

He pulled Mia's arms behind her back and clipped the wrist cuffs together. So far he had just been testing the girl's resolve. Now he intended to show her what being a slave was all about. His fingers traced slowly down her back then across her hips and rested lightly on her stomach. He slowly allowed his hands to move up to her full breasts lifting them as his finger explored the soft mounds and grasped her nipples. 

Rick kneaded the rapidly hardening nips. Eliciting a small intake of breath from the girl, he let one hand slowly move down and cup her cunt. His finger explored her soft curled pussy hair before parting the lips of her mons venus. His middle finger gently rubbed her clit and he could feel her muscles soften as she began to enjoy the sensation. 

His sharp slap to her cunt brought her attention back to her position. He released her and began once again correcting her posture, this time the slaps of the whip hard enough to leave red marks. He began again exactly as he had the first time, following the same path of exploring her body. This time when he began to rub her clit she held herself immobile. His finger moved inside the bound girl's wet warm pussy and pressed gently on her g spot. He rhythmically tapped, pressed and released causing the girl to get even wetter as her body reacted. He removed his dripping wet fingers and brought them to her mouth. She only hesitated a moment before sucking them in and cleaning her juices off with her tongue.

Again he stopped to correct her stance, again the slaps slightly harder though this time there was less to correct. He began again to explore her body; this time instead of exploring her cunt he spread her ass cheeks. As he expected her muscles resisted earning her a stripe across her ass with the crop.

He repeated the cycle, correcting her posture, exploring her body. Again he met resistance when he reached the tender brown passage to her neither regions. This time he stopped and returned to his chair, simply looking at the girl for several minutes. He thumbed the intercom and called for the twins. He stepped out if the office and gave the twins their instructions.

The twins entered the office and blindfolded the girl; snapping a leash on her collar ring and led her away. 

Mia couldn't believe what she had just done, stripping for a man she barely knew, allowing him to feel her up and that crop! The damn thing stings even when it hit lightly. She was excited by the feelings of strange hand wandering around her body, probing in places only lovers had gone before. The unknowing of what he was going to do to her or make her do had her trembling and wet. Then to be blindfolded and given to his slaves for she knew not what: she was dripping and scared and ...

The swat landing on her ass hurt. Before she could recover the leash attached to her collar pulled her forward almost off balance. 

One of the twins hissed in her ear, "Up the stairs, slut. Fall and we will let you bounce down the stairs on your pretty butt and beat you for being so clumsy."

Mia felt for the first stair and trusted that she could negotiate the climb even blindfolded. What she didn't expect was the off balance feeling of not having her arms for balance, half way up the staircase she slipped. 

Instead of letting her fall one of the twins caught her by the hair and used her hold to keep her upright. Mia gave a small shriek, quickly regaining her balance. Once on the second floor landing the twins stopped her and smacked her ass taking turns as they berated her for her clumsiness. 

They brought her into a room and then into a bathroom and into the shower where they tied her cuffed wrists to the shower head. They giggled and spoke in whispers to each other as they washed her from head to toe. Mia hadn't had anyone give her a bath since she was a baby, the wet soapy washcloths and hands rubbing and sliding around her body were getting to her especially as the twins hands seem to linger on her already stimulated tits, ass and pussy. 

"Spread your legs, pretty bitch. Master wants you shaved smooth as a baby's bottom." Mia spread her legs, but now she was scared. She has never shaved down there. Clipped the hair and shaved the edges to shape it, yes and even a couple of bikini waxes, but never totally bald. 

The sensations overwhelmed her, soapy slick hands holding her legs apart, pushing on her ass to thrust her cunt forward. Fingers rubbing some kind of oily soapy foam into the hair and the sharp pulling scratching of the razor scrapping the hair away. 

The scariest part was the twins had not removed the blindfold. Mia found it heightened every sensation and the twins fingers in her most intimate area didn't help. It almost seemed like they were deliberately rubbing across her clit. 

Suddenly she was doused with icy cold water. She screamed and the twins laughed as they rinsed every part of her body, even pushing the head of the shower hose into her cunt. 

They had fun drying her off, rubbing her all over with big fluffy towels and combing and blow drying her hair. Then they sat her on a stool and applied makeup to her face, lips and nipples. They removed the blindfold only as long as it took to do her eyes. Next they oiled her body with some kind of cinnamon scented oil, working it into both her pussy and ass, though neither twin invaded her asshole itself. 

Mia felt as if she was being prepped for some ritual sacrifice. All that was missing was a necklace of flowers and a stone alter. They lead her back down stairs and placed her kneeling in a room with hard tile floors, chained by her leash to something solid. Then they left after warning her not to speak unless spoken to and Mia knelt listening to the silence. 

Mia began to hear sounds of people moving around her and chairs being moved as people sat in them, but no one said a word. Then she could smell food and figured out she must be in the main dining room fastened to the heavy wooden dining room table. 

She heard Master Rick and Mistress Lisa come in and take their seats at each end of the table. They began to talk of the upcoming trip to Europe as the sounds of food being passed around and served were heard. Donna, Christy and the twins occasionally spoke up but mostly the discussion was between the two dominants. 

Mia smelled then felt a piece of meat pressed against her mouth. She opened her mouth and gently took the offered morsel. She felt like the family dog being fed tidbits. All during the family's dinner the only time she was addressed was when the crop would swat her tit and she would be instructed to correct her posture. Lift her tits, straighten her back, head up, spread your legs further apart, each instruction accompanied by a swift slap of the crop or when she was feed the tiny scraps of food and made to lick clean the fingers that were placed in her mouth.

Once dinner was over, she heard the dishes being cleared away. She felt herself lifted and set on the table. Ropes attached to her cuffs slowly stretched her out across the cool polished surface and spread her legs completely open. She could feel a person climb between her legs, spreading her pussy lips and slowly rubbing up and down the opening of her moist and oiled virgina. She could feel the sensations building, feel herself opening and moistening. Then she felt the pressure as she was invaded, filled, stuffed over and over, long slow strokes. She felt hands and lips, kissing her nipples, her neck and teeth nibbling her earlobes. Tongues licking along the inside of her wrists, along the line of her jaw, across her stomach.

She was stimulated beyond anything she had ever experienced and she came so many times she couldn't begin to count. She was helped off the table and led up to Lisa's bedroom and placed in a cage on a bed of soft blankets. Moments later she was asleep. 

She awoke to darkness in a soft warm place; it took a few moments before she remembered she was in a cage in Lisa's, opps, Mistress Lisa's room. Then she felt a hand gently shaking her shoulder. She started to move and heard a whispered. "Shhh". The blindfold was removed and in the dim light she could see one of the twins in the open door of the cage. The twin beckoned and Mia crawled out and followed the woman into the hallway. 

"We gots breakfast duty this morning, pretty girl. So get your slave ass down to the kitchen." Mia followed her down the stairs. In the kitchen the twins put her to work cutting and peeling potatoes, doing dishes and cooking bacon because the twins hated the hot grease splashes on their naked skin and were amused by Mia's yelps and under breath cussing as the hot droplets hit her tits and stomach. 

Soon everything was prepared and waiting in warmers except the eggs which would be cooked just before being served. Emma had mixed up a bowl of oatmeal and gave it to Mia to eat while they waited. She served it in a bowl on the floor and had Mia down on all fours, lapping up her breakfast. She gave her a bowl of water to drink. 

Emma cleaned the girl's face, before setting her to work cleaning up the kitchen while they waited. When Donna and Christy came down the twins quickly cooked the eggs and put together the trays for the slaves to take up to their Masters. Next the twins gave Mia instructions on the various cleaning duties that were to be done before the Masters came down for the day. 

Master Rick descended the stairs shortly before noon to the sight of the newest slave on her hands and knees polishing the heavy dark wood doors to his den. He looked over her naked body, the sheen of sweat, the smudges of dust and dirt, the way her tits hung down and swayed as she rubbed the oil into the polished wood. 

He quietly moved over behind the girl, opened the zipper on his pants and freed his stiffening cock. He reached down taking the girls long brown hair in his grasp. She jerked away, startled but his grip held her in place. He turned her head, forcing her face to his cock which he rubbed across her lips. His grip tightened in her hair and her mouth opened slightly and he took the opportunity to shove the erect member into it.

Using her hair as a handle he fucked her face, slowly and deliberately not allowing her any choices. Some strokes he made shallow, just the head of his penis on her tongue. Some he pushed into her mouth until his engorged cock hit the back of her throat. When she gagged he would hold that position for just a second longer than was comfortable for the girl before pulling back. 

She was learning. She began to relax into his movements and he took more control of her head by using both hands and positioning her so that his cock slid at a better angle deep into her mouth and just paused at the opening of her throat. She began to get the rhythm and began to learn to breathe around his strokes. She also started to use her tongue to lick the shaft as it moved in and out. 

He felt the beginning of the end and held himself deep in her mouth, not deep enough to cause her to gag but far to the back of her mouth. When he came, he could feel her tongue working hard to swallow the fluids flooding her mouth. She did a good job, only allowing a few drops to drip out of her lips and dribble down her chin onto the tile floor. 

Rick gave her a few seconds to recover and released his hold on her hair.

"Lick it clean." Mia swallowed the last of the cum in her mouth and began licking the remaining cum from his shaft and balls. 




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He returned his cock to his pants and ordered the slave to lick up the mess she left on his floor. Once the floor was clean, he told her to take a shower and clean herself up before reporting to Mistress Lisa. 

Rick entered his den and closed the door leaving the naked girl kneeling on the cold marble floor. Mia slowly stood staring at the closed polished wood door of the den. She picked up her cleaning and polishing items, returning them to the cleaning closet before heading for the shower.

Rick watched her from his security monitors. He smiled. She was learning that being a slave wasn't all fun and games. 

Mia stood in the shower scrubbing at the polishing oil that had gotten all over her body from the door. In her mind she was reviewing the way Master Rick had just fucked her mouth. (That's what sis meant when she said: What we want makes no difference. They take us whenever They want, use us as They please. We live to serve in whatever way They decide. Our body's, our minds, our lives are Theirs to use.)

She thought about feeling his hands wrapped in her hair, controlling her every move; forcing her mouth to accept his cock, the feel of his flesh filling her mouth, touching her throat. The taste of him. The feel of his dick sliding over her tongue. The taste of his cum flooding her mouth, so salty, so sticky and creamy with just a bit of sour.

Mia realized she was getting wet and that it had nothing to do with the warm shower water pouring over her long brown hair and between her ass cheeks. Her fingers rubbed her clit. (He had controlled her like she was a toy for his use. He gave no thought for her feelings or wants. She was just a hole for his cock to fuck and cum in. A device to milk his cock and clean it afterwards. Why did that turn her on so much?) 

Mia's orgasm surprised her, cumming so fast and hard. Her knees buckled and she slid to the floor of the shower as tremor after tremor racked her body and pussy. She slowly regained her composure and finished her shower. She shut off the shower and opened the glass door to find Mistress Lisa standing in the bathroom watching her every move. 

"Have a nice cum? Without permission?" Mia hung her head. She had forgotten that she wasn't allowed to cum without asking first.

Lisa threw her a towel. "Get dry and find me, quickly." Lisa turned and strode from the bath.

Mia was able to dry her body quickly but her long hair was a problem. She settled for pressing it in a towel to wring out most of the water, the using a hair tie to ponytail it. She found her self running from room to room searching for Mistress Lisa, her ponytail whipping around her body. She finally discovered her in the breakfast room and dropped to her knees, arms crossed in front of her and forehead pressed to the floor.

Mistress Lisa sat at the table, drinking her coffee from a cup on a saucer that Christy kneeling beside her held at the perfect height for Lisa's use. She ignored the girl prostrating herself before her. The girl's hair was still wet and even dripped a little on the floor and had left moisture where it had touched the girl as she ran around looking for her. 

" Christy dear, when I explained to your sister what was going to be expected of her as far as following orders and what was and was not allowed; was I in anyway unclear?"

Christy kept her eyes down, looking at her sister's body prone on the floor. "No Mistress."

"I did explain that slaves were not allowed to cum without the express permission of a Master, did I not?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"I did remember to tell her that she was to follow any orders given her to the best of her ability? Of course maybe I over estimated her abilities." Lisa stretched out her leather booted foot and tapped Mia on the head. "I distinctly remember telling you to get dry before finding me. Yet here you are dripping your wet mop on my clean floor and probably leaving a wet trail throughout my entire house. I find you in a shower, playing with yourself and cumming without permission." Lisa pressed her boot down on the ponytail.

Mia dared not move or speak. Tears began to drip from her eyes as she realized that she had messed up in less then two days. 

Christy waited until Mistress Lisa glanced at her, then, tilted her head slightly to one side. Lisa nodded her permission to speak. "Mistress, the slave is new to our lifestyle and may need only a lesson, to remind her that her reason for being is to serve and to help her remember to strive to do better in the future." 

Mistress Lisa sat tapping her foot against the prone and crying slave. "Take this useless creature back upstairs and get her properly prepared after she cleans up the mess she has made. Bring her to me by the pool when she is cleaned up." 

Lisa stood and left the room. Christy knelt and signaled her sister to rise. Together they wiped the floor and followed the trail of drops back along the path of Mia's search. Christy wiped the girl's body dry with a towel and used a blow dryer and a brush to fix her hair. Christy applied a light coat of makeup and rouge to Mia's face, nipples and pussy lips. She gently kissed her sisters cheek and hurried her downstairs to the pool area and Mia's punishment.



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Christy delivered her sister, naked and cuffed to Mistress Lisa in the backyard where she lay in the shade, on a porch lounger next to the sparkling pool. Mia was placed in a submissive posture kneeling at Lisa's feet.

"In just two days you have managed to disobey one of the rules you agreed to follow. You have not performed to the best of your ability the tasks given you and you resisted when Master Rick was examining your pathetic skinny body." Mistress Lisa ticked off the offenses. 

"Your sister has pleaded your case. As I am fond of her and as she has earned her place at my feet, I have decided to give you one last chance to submit. You will be punished to make up for your past transgressions and any further resistance or disobedience will result in your immediate dismissal." Mistress Lisa used her foot to lift the girls head. " Do you agree and accept these terms?"

" Yes, Mistress. I agree and ask your forgiveness." Mia's voice was a quiet whisper. 

" Come with me!" Mistress Lisa ordered.

She walked to a set of posts set in the concrete next to the pool. The girl's cuffs were locked in place at wrist and ankles, leaving the girl's arms and legs spread wide and her body completely open and defenseless in the bright sunlight. Lisa placed a harness around Mia's head, attaching a cock gag to hold her mouth wide open and a blindfold over the girl's eyes.

Mistress Lisa returned to her shaded lounger, She lay back, sipping at a cool drink and gazed at the naked female body glistening in the sunlight. Christy knelt beside her mistress, wondering at the fate of her sister. At Lisa's order she turned on the pool stereo and adjusted the level as one of Lisa's favorite CD's began to play. 

Mia hung between the two posts, feeling the heat of the sun beating down on her body. (This isn't so bad, other than the ring in my mouth.) She could feel drool dripping down her chin and falling between her breasts. She tried lifting her head back to swallow. It could be done but it was difficult. 

The sun on her body was hot but not uncomfortably so. She could hear the music and people moving around the pool as they went about their chores. Her muscles began to stretch and she began to feel sweat beading across her body.

Mistress Lisa had Christy take a water bottle and give Mia water at intervals. She wasn't allowed to talk to the girl, just feed her water. Donna came out of the house and knelt beside Mistress Lisa her daughter and spoke in low tones that Christy couldn't hear. She arose and returned to the house. Lisa motioned Christy over and handed her a bottle of oil. Christy was ordered to apply it to Mia's entire body, especially her cunt and ass.

Christy began rubbing the oil in smooth strokes across Mia's body, covering ever inch of skin. She paid particular attention to her sister's cunt, inside the lips of her pussy and out. Her fingers rubbed the oil across her sister's anus and then slowly inserted her oil covered finger into the tight opening. She could feel Mia trembling.

Donna returned with one of Master Rick's sex machines. It was basically a dildo mounted on the arm of a motor that when properly adjusted as Donna spent some ten minutes doing, would push the dildo in and pull it almost out of the bound girls pussy at whatever speed the person with the remote cared to set it on. It could also be set to corkscrew as it plunged in and out of the oiled and spread pussy. 

Mistress Lisa set it to do long slow in and out strokes and twist as it entered on every fifth stroke. She had Christy add oil to the dildos shaft every ten minutes or so. Mia gasped as the dildo began to work its way into her, but after a few minutes she had adjusted to the machines fucking her. She was building up to a nice orgasm when it stopped. The end just lingering in the opening of her cunt. A few minutes later it began again and stopped just as she was getting close once more. This was repeated over and over as she hung literally and mentally on the edge, all afternoon. 

Now she didn't even care that she was drooling. She just hung in the bright sun as the hours passed straining for the relief that never came.

When the sun began to drop behind the trees on the edge of the estate, Master Rick came out to the pool. Christy was ordered back inside the house. She saw Her masters going over to Mia as the door closed behind her.

Mia felt hands begin to explore her body, pain shot through her as the palms of someone's hands slipped across her nipples. (Oh my god, I must be sunburned). Mia thought. (No shit genus, I've been out here all afternoon and my tits and pussy have never been exposed before.) She felt soft hands probing her nether lips and the pain began to grow as the tender flesh, sunburned like never before in her life, was being manipulated. Mia could also feel a gentle tongue begin to stimulate her clit. Warm liquid was dripping between her ass cheeks and fingers began to manipulate her rear entrance. She had begun to tense up, when strong fingers began kneading her hyper sensitive breasts. The pain felt as if her entire chest had just been lit on fire.

Pain and pleasure, the two feelings fought inside Mia's body, the fire of the sunburn, the stimulation of her clit, the fire burning in her nipples and then the invasion of her ass. Never had she allowed anyone to so much as touch her back there and now a large hot rod was pushing it's way deep into her virgin asshole. 

It was too much for Mia to take in, the pain seemed to increase the pleasure and distract from it at the same time. She was lost in a sea of sensation she wasn't able to process and then Master Rick whispered in her ear, "Cum". It was as if her body had been waiting for just that command, she was cumming and shaking and twisting in her bonds and.... 

Mia awoke lying on a bed of soft pillows and covered in silk sheets. She had asked for it, she remembered. Now the question was; is this what she really wanted her life to be? Mia didn't know what she wanted. The feelings were something she had never experienced and at the moment she wasn't sure how she felt. It was one thing to say (I'd like to be a sex slave.) It was quite another thing to be one, with no choice as to who fucked her or when or how. 

Mia started to understand what it meant to have no choices in how she lived or acted or dressed. To have every decision made for her, regardless of how she felt or what she wanted. She was also coming to realize that there was a certain freedom in having another control every aspect of your life. You didn't have to make decisions or weigh consequences; that was the Masters problem. You simply did as you were told. 

Christy entered Mistress Lisa's room and opened the cage her sister was in. Mia crawled out, wincing, the sunburn making itself known at every move. Christy helped her sister to her feet then led her into the bathroom. She rubbed Mia's entire body down with aloe lotion. 

Mia sighed as the cooling lotion was absorbed by her dehydrated skin. Christy laughed as she looked at the bright red tits, ass and cunt, emphasizing the tan lines her suit used to cover. Christy snapped a leash onto Mia's collar. She lead the girl downstairs to the kitchen where the entire family was seated at the table preparing to eat breakfast. One chair had a large pillow placed on the seat.

"Sit, baby girl." Mistress Lisa giggled. "If you can.?"

Mia gingerly sat. Everyone got a good laugh at her discomfort. Christy sat across from her and food began to be passed around and various conversations took up where they had left off before Mia had been brought in. 

Master Rick at the head of the table looked over the bright red tits on the newest slave. He addressed Lisa, "I think all play with this one is suspended for a couple of days. We left her out to cook too long."

"Yeah," Lisa replied looking at Mia's red breasts. "I was going for medium rare but she looks more like medium well." Mia blushed and everyone broke out laughing.

"So, sis, has your slavery been everything you thought it would be?"

Mia sat thoughtfully, chewing a piece of bacon before answering. "I'm not sure, I have experienced more intense emotions in the last three days than I've have ever felt. I've felt like I was both something special and a useless sex toy. I've been both overjoyed and intensely angry, felt worthy of praise and stupidly inept." Mia paused. "I really don't know how I feel, yet. It's too new and too much."

Christy nodded, "When I first started with Mistress, I went through much the same things. However I found that I was, I don't know, at peace within myself; only when I was serving Her. It makes me feel safe and loved and it's where I belong." 

Mia nodded. "I know your happier then I have ever seen you, which is why I wanted to try it. I just don't know how I feel yet."

Rick smiled at the family. "I think it's time for a day off. Lisa, why don't you pack up the girls and take them to a movie and some shopping." 

This set up a round of excited talking and giggling. Rick motioned Lisa to follow him and went back to his office with Lisa trailing behind. Lisa emerged a short while later and began to organize the days outing. Two hours later the girls all piled in the limo, headed for the mall.

Mia was amazed at how normal everything appeared from the outside looking in, just a bunch of friends going shopping. Yet from her place in the group she could see all the subtle little signs that much more was happening. Everyone clothes had been picked by Mistress Lisa so everyone was color coordinated in shades of blue. The clothes were light and airy yet, Mia was very aware that the only ones wearing anything under their outer clothes was Donna and Mistress Lisa in their half bra corsets. Mia was wearing a short summer skirt that came down only two inches below her freshly shaved and very red pussy and a low cut and very loose halter top that exposed a lot of her tits as she moved. Her sister Christy was dressed the same way.

The twins wore a wrap around sarong type dress that emphasized their tits and ass and clung tight enough to outline even their nipples. Mistress Lisa and Donna wore lite blue blouses and sweeping black skirts with slits up the side. The corsets with their half cup bras and the nipple extenders on their nipples were outlined by the thin material of their blouses. 

All the women looked sexy as hell without looking slutty. Mia was impressed; even as she was blushing from the looks the men in the mall were giving the group. Mia wasn't used to dressing sexy or not wearing underwear. She felt as though every man in the place knew she was naked under her skirt and they sure knew she wasn't wearing a bra.

Lisa led her group into a lingerie shop, she spoke with the manager for a few moments and the group was taken to an area near the dressing rooms where seats were brought out for everyone. Lisa and the manager and several of her sales girls wandered the shop for a long while before Lisa rejoined the group.

The girls were each sent back to try on and model outfits Lisa had picked out. Each time Mia went to try on a new piece, she knew she was going to be put on display as she came out for Mistress Lisa's inspection. Not only could Lisa and the rest see what she wore but other shoppers passing by the dressing rooms got an equally good chance to watch. It wasn't long before Mia noticed several men that were shopping with their wives or girlfriends seemed to be standing where they could get a good long look at each outfit being tried on. 

Several of the outfits were very skimpy or translucent leaving almost nothing covered. Mia began to enjoy showing off. She would flounce and twirl and pose as Lisa inspected her. 

Lisa decided to take it to the next level. She began to adjust each outfit as Mia stood before her, pretending to wonder if this skirt couldn't be just a little shorter or that top came in a deeper V neck. She would, using the excuse of checking the fit, rub her hands across Mia's ass or pussy or tits. She slid skirts up exposing Mia to the appreciative looks of the other shoppers or slid a finger down the opening of a blouse, "accidentally" exposing a nipple.

Mistress Lisa had the manager ring up the purchases and deliver them to her limo and led the group to shop after shop. In each place she would find an excuse to expose Mia to the other shoppers. Mia's almost constant blushing was almost as red as her sunburned tits. 

The final stop was a leather and Goth clothing store, featuring fetish clothes and jewelry. Here the shop manager was male as were two of the four salespeople. Lisa talked to the manager and he led the group through to the stores backroom.

Lisa explained. "There's no place to sit out front so this nice man has consented to allow us to sit back here in the employee break room as we try on some of these wonderful outfits. I'm going to look around, everyone take a seat." 

The women sat in the folding chairs, discussing the various outfits they had bought or tried on until Mistress Lisa, the manager and the two male employees returned. Both sales clerks carried armloads of outfits that they laid out on the lunchroom table.  

"Bobby," Mistress Lisa called out. "Please bring the chain mail dress over here and help Mia try it on." Bobby's smile widened as he retrieved the silver shimmering dress made of loosely interlinked chain rings. Lisa had Mia stand up. Bobby stopped in front of Mia and began to roll the links up to set it over Mia. 

"Mia darling," Mistress Lisa spoke. "That mail dress won't fit over your clothes. Bobby, you're going to have to remove her outfit before you can put it on her." Mia stood completely still, her face beginning to redden as Bobby untied the halter at the neck and the top fell away from Mia's sunburned tits. Bobby unzipped the skirt and let it drop to the floor. 

The three store employees stared at the young girl's naked and sunburned body. Bobby began to drop the mail dress over her outstretched arms and unroll it down her body. He spent quite a bit of time and attention adjusting the dress, copping feels of Mia's tits and ass as he went. He finally stood back, allowing everyone to see the girl.

The dress covered her from neck to knees and hid nothing. Lisa had her turn slowly so all could see the entire effect. "Thomas dear, I'd like you to help her into the zippered leather outfit next."

Thomas quickly retrieved the leather as Bobby removed the mail dress, leaving Mia standing naked in the center of the break room. Thomas unzipped the leather pants, which became two separate pieces. He held them against Mia and with Bobby's help zipped them tightly onto Mia's body. The top had been separated into six pieces, a front, a back, two sleeves, and two pieces that would cover the breasts. The breast covers came in assorted sizes and Thomas tried several before he was happy with the fit. He stepped back to show the group the entire outfit.

The leather fit Mia like a second skin. Silver zippers ran up the inside and outside of the pants and one ran from waist to waist down the crack of her ass and up to the top of her pussy. Unzipping her would provide access to most of her body without having to remove the outfit.

Lisa thanked Thomas but asked the he try the next smaller size breast cover. Thomas remover the two pieces and attempted to zip Mia's sunburned tits into the smaller cover. He finally managed to get the zippers closed after much pressing and pushing of the tender flesh with his fingers to mash them under the tight leather.

Mistress Lisa ordered Mia to sit back down and had the two boys try several outfits on the twins, next she had Christy try on several cloaks before finding one she liked on her slave.

Next she asked the manager to try several pieces of tit jewelry, nipple shields and various colored bars and dangles on Donna's extended and pierced nipples. Satisfied at last with her purchases, Lisa had the two salesclerks strip Mia out of the leather outfit and allow her to get dressed in her original clothes.

She had the manager wrap up and deliver her purchases to the limo and swept her group off to the movies. 

Mia sat in the dark theater; she couldn't have said what the movie was about, as she sat thinking over the last several hours and what she had been through. While she enjoyed wearing sexy clothes, she had never exposed herself to people, especially ones she didn't know and she had never been naked in front of and fondled by guys she had just met. 

In some ways it had excited her to be exposed in public, knowing the men watching her flaunt her body could look but not touch. Then to have two men touching her most intimate places, yet treating her like she was a doll or a toy they were dressing up. Mia's feelings were confused, embarrassed and yet turned her on in ways she didn't understand. The feeling of her breasts and ass and pussy by the clerks had been stimulating and embarrassing at the same time.

Mia's thoughts were interrupted by fingers slipping into her blouse and fondling her already erect nipple. Mia could see Mistress Lisa in the flickering light of the movie as she bent over the girl and sucked her freed and exposed breast into her mouth. Sharp teeth nipped at her nipple and sucked her deep into her warm mouth. Fingers slipped under her dress and popcorn buttered fingers spread her moist lips, rubbing in small circles around her clit.

Mia sat trembling as Mistress Lisa stimulated both her breasts and pussy. She felt totally exposed, as if everyone in the theater was watching as she was masturbated to organism. Mistress Lisa whispered in her ear. "Cum."

Mia's fingers dug in to the arm rests of the seat and she held herself ridged as wave after wave washed over her entire body. She collapsed in the seat, totally spent.

Mistress Lisa slowly raised her hand to her mouth and sucked on one finger at a time. "Mummmm, salty." 

The group left the movie theater and Mia noticed several of the men who had been watching the flick staring at her as the walked through the mall. She realized that they must have seen her cum from the attentions of Mistress Lisa. Mia Blushed thinking of the show she had just put on. The walk back to the limo seemed to take forever.

Kaspur, their limo driver helped the women into the car. Mistress Lisa stopped Mia before she could enter the limo and directed her to the front seat, once she was seated Lisa untied her halter top and removed it, she directed Mia to take off her skirt. Mia shimmied out of the skirt and sat naked on the leather seat.

"Be nice to Kaspur as he drives us home." Lisa closed the door. Mia turned in her seat and peered into the back of the limo as the rest of the group settled in. Kaspur opened the driver's door and got in. He looked at the naked girl seated next to him and grinned. "I love this job," Kaspur hit the intercom button, "Where to Maam?" 

Lisa's voice came over the speaker, "Home, Kaspur and enjoy your bonus." The intercom clicked off. Kaspur fastened his seat belt and unzipped his pants. "Ok girl, you, can start by putting your pretty mouth to work. Mia lay down across the seat and placed her head in the big mans lap. While Mia fumbled around trying to free his cock from his shorts and pants, Mia could feel his huge hands squeezing and playing with her tit.

The limo moved out of the mall and onto the city street as Mia exposed the large semi erect cock, she began licking at the head as the car accelerated up the on ramp and onto the freeway. Kaspur engaged the limo's speed control and relaxed in his seat as Mia began sucking his prick deep into her mouth. Kaspur's cock was so thick she had a hard time getting much more than the head of it into her mouth. She worked as much of his cock as she could handle and licked, sucked and bobbed her head to stimulate him.




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While Mia attempted to stimulate Kaspur, he was busy exploring her ripe young body, caressing her smooth hip, squeezing her round ass, pressing his large finger deep in her asshole. Mia moaned around a mouthful of cock and Kaspur chuckled. He easily moved her body around on the leather seat so he could play with her freshly shaved and still red, sunburned pussy. 

Traffic on the freeway slowed to a halt, Kaspur used the slowdown to force Mia's head down on his cock. Slowly he pushed her head down, stuffing her mouth full of his cock and beginning to press against the back of her throat.

Mia struggled to resist the steady pressure on the back of her head, beginning to panic as his hot flesh stretched her jaws beyond comfort into pain, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't stop the relentless filling of her mouth. One of her arms was trapped between her body and the leather seat, Kaspur had the other caught in his huge hand and still he pressed her head even further down his long wide shaft.

When Mia felt his cock head slide into her throat, she began to gag and struggled desperate to get free. Kaspur used her hair to lift her off the long slime soaked cock. He allowed her several breaths before he began to once again press her head down on his cock. 

"Relax your throat, babe or your gonna choke on it." Kaspur growled as he pushed deeper in Mia's mouth. Mia tried to relax, but panic set in as he pressed into her throat. Kaspur lifted her off his cock and held her in place until she calmed down.

Traffic started moving again; Kaspur released her head and arm and began driving. "Damn girl you're lousy at sucking cock." Mia lay huddled naked in the seat, her head in the drivers lap. She used her hands to masturbate the thick cock as she licked and sucked the head of his penis. The limo was approaching the gate of the mansion before Kaspur finally exploded and filled her mouth with his hot salty cum. Mia made sure to swallow every drop and lick his member clean before she tucked him back in his shorts and zipped up his pants.

Once Kaspur had unloaded the girls and their shopping packages, he spoke with Mistress Lisa briefly before driving away. Mistress Lisa ordered the girls into the house to put away the purchases and begin preparing supper. Mia helped cook and serve dinner and was kept busy running from place to place waiting on the entire household. She poured drinks or refilled plates with food and was rewarded with various scraps from each of the dinner's fingers.

After dinner was finished and the dishes, kitchen and dining room were cleaned, Mia was ordered to the playroom. Here she was informed she had just three days to get ready for a surprise. Ready in her masters eyes meant intense training sessions in cock sucking (strapped to a machine that pressed dildos of various sizes into her mouth and later throat) ass fucking (same machine, Mia strapped down while being corn holed by ever larger dildos) and positional training. Morning, noon and night for three days when she wasn't serving somebody something or cleaning something, she was being stuffed by something in some hole or another or all three holes at once. She went to bed in her small cage, late each night, exhausted. She was awakened early to begin chores and training sessions, and then on the morning of her last day as a slave, she awoke without being summoned, late in the morning, her cage door open and a hearty breakfast tray beside the door.

A note on the tray told her to take a long bath after breakfast, gave her instructions on doing her hair and makeup and instructed her to put on the leather outfit Mistress Lisa had bought her and await her summoning in the room.

Mia mused on what was in store for her today as she followed the instructions to the letter. Dressed, bathed and made up, she knelt in position, awaiting whatever was coming.

At long last the door opened and Mia could hear music from somewhere in the house. Mistress Lisa walked in and around Mia examining her. She snapped a leash on the girl's collar. "Come with me." 



Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 04



In this chapter I am attempting to show more of the variations in the bdsm community through the character of Mia. I hope you enjoy. Please comment either publicly or privately, positive or negative on this chapter or my entire story. Feedback lets me know how I am doing and what I need to work on in the future.

Once again please remember this is a work of fiction. Don't try this at home.

Dom Woolf 

Interlewd Chapter 4: Mia's Surprise

Mistress Lisa led her leashed and leather covered slave down the staircase, through the house and out to the pool area. Music was playing over the speakers mounted around the pool and a number of people were enjoying the pool and the open dungeon beyond. Some wore swimsuits, some were in various stages of undress from topless to nude. There were slaves and submissive's both male and female in one form of bondage or another.

Mia's eyes widened, she had no idea that there were so many different forms of bdsm. She watched as one older woman with huge hanging breasts crawled around on a leash with what looked like a dildo stuck in her ass ending on a corkscrewed pig tale. She wore a leather harness mask with a pig snout. Her master reached down and petted her head affectionately. 

A man dressed only in leather straps hung between two columns. His cock and balls were covered by a silver cage; a pretty red head was shoving a large dildo painfully into his ass. His cries were muffled by the bright red ball gag tied into his mouth. 

Two girls in catholic schoolgirl outfits were bent over a lounge chair being paddled by an old man in a wheel chair. A woman floated in the pool on an air filled raft. She was naked except for the ropes that wrapped her arms and legs tightly together and the blindfold around her eyes.

Mia finally noticed Christy and Donna, in little maid outfits, skirts so short they barely covered their pussy's and tops cut away so their tits were exposed. They both had their arms in behind the back arm binders and a tray fastened to their waist. Christy's tray had chains holding up the front of the tray by hanging from her collar. Donna's on the other hand had chains leading to her nipple rings. Both trays were filled with cups and bottles and both women were carefully going from guest to guest offering drinks. 

Mistress Lisa led her into the dungeon playroom. Mia saw that almost all the various bondage equipment stations were in use. A woman was tied to the St. Andrews cross and cloths pins were placed all over her body. The pins were connected by strings so that one hard pull would remove all the pins in one long zipper effect. 

Another woman was strapped to a bondage table, her head dangling backwards off the edge and while one man had his cock stuffed into the woman's extended throat another was fucking her pussy. Other people surrounded the table and were dripping hot wax onto the woman's naked and bound body. 

Mia noticed a small cage stuffed with a man was suspended from the ceiling. A motorized dildo was inserted in his anus and was fucking him at a slow steady pace while an older woman was attaching some sort of milking device to his cock. As Mia watched wide eyed his cock was sucked into the clear plastic tube. It seemed like the cock was being pulled farther than any cock should be able to stretch and the man's face showed the pain he was in, yet he was repeating over and over "Thank you, Mistress".

Mia saw another women chained on her knees with a funnel fastened in her mouth and the word "urinal" written across her forehead. 

She watched as Master Rick and another small group stood around taking turns with a bullwhip, the target of which was the twins, roped together and suspended from the ceiling. The twins both wore face masks with rubber cock attachments and were bobbing their heads to fuck each others pussy as the whip wrapped and cracked across their exposed skin. 

Mistress Lisa placed Mia's hands and neck in a stock and locked it closed. She placed a mouth spreader in Mia's mouth and slowly cranked it open. Mia could feel but not see as Mistress Lisa removed the tit covers on her leather outfit and unzipped the front to rear zipper exposing Mia's ass and pussy. Lisa set a small table just in Mia's sight: on it were bottles of oils and nipple clamps, tiny floggers and weights. Finally she hung a small plaque around Mia's neck. She turned the plaque for a moment so Mia could read the sign.

The sign read. "I am a sex toy. Please use me for your enjoyment."

Mia knelt in the stocks her young body open and exposed, for use by anyone that happened to pass by. It was the first time she really understood what she had asked for a long week ago. She was an object, a toy, a way for people to relieve their needs. She wouldn't be asked for permission, she would just be used. 

Those that used her wouldn't care about her feelings, her wants and desires. They wouldn't care if she came or didn't. They wouldn't even know her name. She was just a sex toy, like a dildo or vibrator; a warm and wet place to fuck and spew their sperm. Another useful piece of furniture. 

Mia's vantage point allowed her to see most of the playroom, she was able to watch as various Master and Mistresses brought their submissive's and slaves to various stations. She observed that some did sensual play, some did various forms of sexual play, and many did different forms of bondage, from intricate rope ties to suspension to mummification. 

Some were into display and light pain; other seemed to delight in how much pain their partners could take. Some were into humiliation, like the woman who was outfitted as a pig or the woman who was station by the bathroom and several people used her as a toilet.

Mia lost track of how many men and women used her that afternoon. Some just walked up and placed a cock in her mouth or pussy or ass and fucked until they came. Others seemed to delight in torturing her tits or ass or pussy, before or during the act of fucking her. One woman rode her ass with a double dildo, one end stuck in Mia's well oiled rear and the other in the woman's own open and wet pussy. She used a riding crop on Mia as she rode, as if Mia was a fuck pony. The harder she bounced the harder she slapped the crop on Mia's outer thighs. She seemed to get as much enjoyment from Mia's screams as from the hard rubber in her pussy.

A female dominant brought her male submissive over late in the afternoon and had him lick all the sperm and juices from Mia's face, and pussy. She whipped him each time he hesitated and forced him to push to get his tongue in deeper and clean out her dripping snatch of the various deposits. She then made him eat out Mia's oiled and cum filled asshole. 

Mia had never felt anything like the sensation of a warm and wet tongue probing her anus. She actually shuddered and came as the man's tongue worked its way deep into her butthole. 

Mistress Lisa released Mia from the stocks and told her to go get cleaned up and redressed in another outfit that was left on her bed before rejoining the party. Mia's jaw ached from the mouth spreader and being forced open for so long. She spent a long time in the shower allowing the warm pulsating shower head to relax her over taxed muscles. It required three separate shampooings to get all the dried cum out of her hair. Finally she was presentable in her own mind though she wasn't sure her mother would approve of her current outfit.

Six inch high heeled thigh high boots, a split crotch panty of soft leather and open nipple leather bikini top was what she found waiting for her after her shower. She had to admit she wasn't showing anything everyone at the party hadn't seen, felt, or fucked already.

Downstairs she found everyone, sitting around with plates of food and drink. Most of the bondage gear was absent, as were most of the leather outfits. Most everyone had changed into casual clothes although there were many still half or completely nude. 

Most of the subbies or slaves still knelt at their owner's feet, some wrapped in blankets and being feed by their masters as they recovered from the afternoon's journey into subspace.

Master Rick and Mistress Lisa were lounging on a large couch, with Christy and Donna at their feet. Mia joined them, kneeling on the floor. Mistress Lisa handed her a plate of food and a large water bottle. Mia curled up leaning against the sofa. While she ate various people stopped by and gossiped with Master Rick.

A tall grey haired man with a silver grey goatee walked up, a young woman in a black string bikini at his side. Mia stared at the young women; she quickly looked away then looked back and just stared. The dark haired woman had stumps ending just at the middle of her upper arms. 

"Sir Greyson, Allison. I'd like you to meet my family. Mistress Lisa, Donna my wife, Christy, Lisa's submissive and her sister Mia. Everyone, this is Sir Greyson and his slave Allison." Rick conducted introductions all around. 

The two men sat and talked, Allison kneeling at Sir Greyson's side. Mia watched as during the conversation Sir Greyson's hand casually brushed aside the bikini top from Allison's right breast and played and caressed her exposed tit. He would pick up small pieces of food from his plate and feed them to Allison as one would feed a pet cat and just as if she were a pet cat he would stroke her hair or breasts; never looking to see if his attentions were wanted, he simply assumed she was his to pet.

At one point Allison nudged her head against his leg. Sir Greyson looked down at his possession and nodded. "Would you have one of your subbies assist Allison?"

Master Rick nodded to Mia. "Go with her and help her." 

Mia and Allison walked through the house to the bathroom. Mia untied the bikini bottom so Allison could use the facilities. Mia wet a washcloth with warm water and wiped the girl's privates before helping her back into the bikini bottom.

"Sorry to be such a bother, love.' Allison apologized "Normally at home I have my prosthetics and don't require help, but He likes me helpless at these parties."

Mia didn't know what to say. "Can I ask you a question?"

Allison nodded.

"Why does someone who must feel helpless so much of the time, I mean ..." Mia's voice trailed off.

"Why do I put myself in a position of helplessness?" Allison smiled. "Because when I submit to Stephen, Sir Greyson, it is my choice to be helpless. My choice, to be made into his toy. Not a random act of the universe such as the drunk driver that hit me and cost me my arms."

They returned to the living area and resumed their positions kneeling at the feet of their chosen masters.

Later that evening Master Rick had everyone gather in the large living room for a demonstration of bdsm play. Master Devlin having tied his submissive Wendy to a bondage table in the middle of the room had lowered the lights and placed candles in a large circle around the bondage table. He set up a small table well away from the where the girl lay naked and bound. 

In her mouth he placed one long tapered candle which he lit and then taking several q- tips he soaked them in a small cup of liquid. Using the first q-tip he drew a design on the naked girl's stomach. He lit the q-tip from the candle in her mouth and touched the burning stick to the design. A quick ripple of blue flame traced the design on her flesh showing up brightly in the dim lighting. Using his hand he quickly snuffed the burning flaming design.

He drew another on her right breast and lit it. Flames glowed across her tit for a few seconds before he snuffed them out. Over and over he drew designs on her thighs, her pussy, and body, lighting them, outlining her flesh in blue flame for a precious few seconds before being extinguished. 

Next he stood the table on its end and using long wands whose ends were wrapped in tightly tied gauze: he lit the wands and proceeded to write on the bound girl's body in flaming letters and symbols. He would make a pass with the wand leaving a trail of fiery liquid, allowing it to burn for a quick moment before brushing aside the flame with his other hand. 

Mia was entranced watching with rapt attention as the girls naked body became a living pad for the letters of fire. 

Master Devlin picked up a heavy shot glass from the side table and coated the inside with liquid. He lit the glass with an explosion of blue and gold flame and upended it on the girl's belly. The inside glowed for a moment when suddenly the glass filled with the flesh of the bound girl, who let out a moan. Master Devlin released the flesh filled shot glass now stuck on the girls belly.

He lit one after another of the flaming shot glasses and applied them to his submissive's belly and thighs until seven of them were stuck to her flesh. He picked up a larger glass cup, coated the inside, lit it, and stuck it on the woman's breast. Her moans grew louder as the flesh from her tit was literally sucked into the cup. He repeated the trick with her other breast before stepping back and inviting the group to step up and examine his work.

While everyone came up and looked at the various glasses filled with the flesh of the bound submissive, he explained that the alcohol burning in the glass when turned over on the skin of the woman created a vacuum as the oxygen was burned away and the skin was sucked in to the glass. 

Once his work had been examined by the group, he gently rocked the cups, breaking the seal and allowing the vacuum stretched flesh to release the glass. Reddened circles of raised flesh dotted the girls body and her stretched tits. A few small burns were treated with ointment before she was sent around to show everyone the after effects of the fire play.

Mia traced one of the raised bumps with her finger. The shin was slightly red and raised but no permanent damage. Mia asked what it felt like. The woman sighed and explained that fire was one of her biggest fears, so to be lit on fire and played with using burning wands both scared and excited her right out of her mind. It didn't hurt that much but the fear factor was the turn on for her.

Mia sat and watched as the girl made her way around the room, her mind going a mile a minute with thoughts of what she had seen and experienced in the short week she had been enslaved. She still wasn't sure that this lifestyle was for her on a 24/7 basis, but she knew now that it excited her beyond anything she had experienced and she wanted to explore it more.



Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 05



Two weeks later after Mia's week as a sex slave had ended, she found herself moping around her mother's house. She had gone over several times to visit her sister and lay around the pool with her sister and the family, but it wasn't the same. She would return home, unable to get interested in TV or the internet. At night she lay awake in her bed, her fingers constantly wandering down between her legs as she relived the week of slavery in her mind. 

She even accepted a date with one of her old boyfriends. Dinner was fine and the movie after was ok. They went to a local club for dancing and to meet up with the rest of their group, but Mia found herself wishing her date would grab her by the hair and put her on her knees. When she found herself dripping the liquid wax from the table candle on the back of her hand, she gave up and asked her date to take her home.

Saturday afternoon with her mother gone shopping, Mia was lying on the couch in the living room and thinking about Allison. What, she thought, would it be like? To be so helpless and unable to stop anyone from abusing you, the way Allison was without her artificial arms. Yet Allison had chosen to be that way for her Masters pleasure.

And why, she wondered, had it felt so exciting to be locked in the stocks while anonymous people had used her as a sex toy? Was she really so perverted that she enjoyed the pain and degradation of being a slave as Allison and her sister seemed to?

Mia decided to take a shower and cool off her overly excited pussy. She set the shower on cool and stepped in, letting the wet water run over her body. The shower gel body wash felt so good as it lathered her wet bod. She rubbed it across her tits and felt the nubs of her nipples stiffen. She pinched them hard, enjoying the flash of pain that seemed anymore to go straight to her clit. She let her soap slicked fingers slid between her pussy lips and rub her rapidly expanding clit. 

Mia's eyes closed as she massaged herself, the beating of the cool water and the slippery rubbing between her soaked and slippery lips brought her to the brink of an orgasm. She never heard the bathroom door open or the shower curtain slide back, she just felt the blinding pain of a fist hitting her jaw, knocking her into the tiled wall and out cold.

Mia awoke from the slapping of rough hands hitting her face.

"Knew you was a slut!" The drunken voice of her father penetrated her sore and aching head. "Jus, just like that whore of a sister of yours. Bunch a fuckin whores."

Mia tried to scream but something was crammed in her mouth. She struggled and found she was tied spread eagle to the four corners of her own bed, her body still wet and naked from the shower. 

"Shit! You pob, probably ain't even my daughter. Prob, probably some assholes kid your mother was whoring out to. Bitch." Her father stood there looking down on her naked body and slapped her face again.

"Well, I'm gonna teech you bitches you can't fuck around on me. Yes sir I'm gonna fuck you all up. You, that slut of a sister of yours and that whore of a wife of mine." He reached down to slap her again and lost his balance falling onto Mia's naked body. 

"Well shit, just like a whore, pull me down on you." He slurred. "Ok fuck it. I'm gonna fuck that pussy." He unzipped his pants and fumbled out his semi erect cock. Mia tried to scream and struggle but the bounds and gag were too tight for her to get loose. 

Her father pushed his pants down around his butt and positioned himself between the spread legs of his daughter. He tried several times to get his cock into her pussy, but the fact that he was only semi hard and Mia's struggles kept him from penetrating the girl. 

Mia's struggles both excited and pissed off the drunken man. He grabbed Mia's tits and squeezed, pressing her down on the bed with his weight. "Lay still you little cunt." His fingers dug into her soft breasts and he pulled and twisted, using her tender flesh to lift her back clear off the bed. He slammed her down and proceeded to open handed smack her breasts back and forth until she lay still beneath him. 

He was now rock hard and shoved into her cunt in one soap slicked push. Mia lay screaming and crying behind the gag as her father fucked her. He finally came, filling her pussy with his cum and collapsed across her. 

He lay heavily on her body for several minutes as his breathing slowed. Mia had begun to think he had fallen asleep, when he pushed himself up off the girl and got off the bed. He got dressed, then stood looking down at her.

"Whore." He muttered. "I'll be back to have some more of you later. First I'm gonna beat that lyin bitch of a mother of yours. Then I'm gonna fuck that other slut sister of yours, but I'll be back. We ain't done yet, bitch. I'm gonna fuck you in every hole, bet on it." He stumbled out of her room and Mia heard him enter her mother's room and start smashing things around .

Mia struggled to get free of her bonds, but her father had been in the navy and he knew how to tie a knot that wouldn't come loose. Mia lay tied on her bed, worrying about what would happen when her mother returned home. 

She understood Allison now. She thought. Nothing like first hand knowledge to teach you the difference between consensual helplessness and actually being helpless. She appreciated the difference in being a consenting sex toy and being made to be a sex toy against her will. 

Mia breast hurt were his strong fingers had dug in and twisted them. She could raise her head enough to see the black and blue and red marks his attack had left. She could feel the skin which was scraped and rubbed raw beneath the ropes at her wrists and ankles and the raw pains his sexual assault had left in her tender pussy. 

Mia calmed down long before the sounds of her fathers rampage through the house ceased. She wondered what he was doing, what he was looking for while tearing up every room in the house. 

The house grew very quiet and Mia could do nothing but listen and watch as the shadows of the setting sun made their way across her room. She heard the living room TV come on and saw lights through her open door reflecting from somewhere in the house. 

Then Mia heard the sound she had been dreading all afternoon, her mother's car pulling into the garage. She listened as the garage door closed and heard the door into the kitchen open. Her mother's voice called out. "Mia, come help me with the groceries." 

She heard a loud slamming sound and then nothing for quite some time. Suddenly she could hear the sounds of her father tearing up the garage again searching for something. 

The house again grew quiet , then Mia could hear her father's slurred voice yelling at her mother, she could hear her mother's voice but muffled in reply. Try as she might she couldn't make out what was being said but the threatening tone of her father and the pleading sound of her mother's voice told the story. 

Her Father appeared in the doorway of her room, her mother bound and gagged across one shoulder. He tossed her on the bed across Mia's legs. He stood there looking down at his bound and naked daughter and his hogtied and disheveled wife and smiled.

"I got you two sluts under control and as soon as your slut sister gets over here, I'm gonna show all you whores whose in charge. I'll teach you bitches to treat me with respect!"

He stormed out of the room, muttering to himself about how he was gonna "teach um a lesson." His ranting faded away as he moved further from Mia's room. Ruth struggled to twist herself around, placing her head next to Mia's. Articulating as well as she was able with the cloth gag in her mouth, she told Mia help was on the way. 

Mia didn't understand but for the first time since her dad hit her in the shower, she had hope that they might get out of this alive. 

Ruth lay beside and across he daughter hoping what she had tried to tell her was true. She hadn't suspected a thing was wrong when she pulled into the garage. She could hear the TV blaring from the living room as she opened the door from the garage to the kitchen. She had just shouted for Mia to help her bring in groceries when a hand grabbed her arm and slammed her into the kitchen cabinet. Before she could draw a breath to scream a fist landed in her stomach, knocking the wind out of her and doubling her over. Something hit the back of her head and neck and the next thing she could remember she was tied to a chair in the living room. 

There stood her drunken fool of an ex-husband, sweat pouring off his face. "Where's the disk, bitch?" He slapped with a backhand across her face. "You thought I was just gonna keep paying you forever didn't ya, ya bitch? Well guess what, you were wrong. See your stupid fuckin attorney had a heart attack and died. So the only one that knows about the disc is you and those sluts you raised and I already got one of them all tied up."

"Don't you ..."Ruth's comment was never finished as her ex backhanded her again. "You don't tell me what to do anymore. You and your slut daughters are gonna learn to mind your cock sucking mouths. Where is the disc?" He slapped her again, then remembering what had worked so well with Mia, reached down and grabbed Ruth by the breasts and lifted her and the chair she was tied to.

When she started to scream he dropped her and stuffed a wad of cloth in her mouth. He taped it in place. Then he grabbed her tits and twisted. His hands slipped off the material, pissing him off; so he tore open her blouse and pulled her bra up and off her tits. Then he really began to work them over, slapping, twisting, and pulling all the while telling her exactly what she was going to do when he got done.

When she couldn't take anymore, she nodded her agreement. Moments later he handed her the phone and watched as she called his other daughter, Christy.

Rick answered the phone. "Hello."

"Thank god, Christy mommy needs you to come home right now."

"Ruth?" Rick said quietly.

"Christy you mind your mother and come home, mommy needs you right away."

"Ruth is someone there with you?"

"Thank you, baby. See you soon." The phone went dead. 

Rick spent less then 10 seconds working out possible problems. "Lisa" He bellowed. "My office. Now."

Lisa reached Rick's office as he finished opening the gun safe. "Close the door."

Less than a minute later Lisa ran up the stairs into her room and Rick called out to Donna and Christy as he headed for the stairs himself. "Get everyone in the house. Lock the doors and set the alarms as soon as Lisa and I leave. Don't ask I'll explain later. And stay off the phones, don't answer if it rings." Rick ran up the stairs to his room. 

Donna and Christy went to gather the twins but before they could get back to the entryway, Rick and Lisa had changed clothes, grabbed two bags and run from the house to the garage. Moments later as Donna closed and locked the big front doors, Rick's s.u.v. speed down the driveway, through the gate and was gone.

The drive to Christy's mother's house was normally twenty minutes or longer depending on traffic. Rick made it in twelve. He coasted to a stop, headlights off, several houses down from their house. Rick and Lisa discussed the layout of the house and yard. Fortunately there were no occupied houses right next to Ruth's. One side was under construction and the other was for sale and had been empty for several months.

They decided to check the situation by cutting through the construction. It offered lots of hiding places and views through several windows. They soon spotted the ex-husband tearing up the living room; he was searching through everything and destroying whatever he touched.

"I don't see Ruth or Mia. I don't see anyone else but her dumbass ex either; but until we know where they are, we can't risk doing anything." Rick opened his bag and pulled out a 270 rifle with a scope. "I'll keep dumdum under observation, you go see if you can spot the girls and stay in touch on your cel phone Bluetooth."

Rick quickly made a comfortable spot, hidden by the construction materials, where he could watch the living room through the scope of his rifle. He scanned the other windows every few seconds for movement, then returned his attention to his target.

Lisa slipped around the side of the house almost invisible in the dark with her black shirt and jeans. She peered in each window as she came to it, working her way around the house. The only light in the house appeared to be in the living room and Lisa spent several precious moments at each window making sure the room was empty. She stood outside Christy's old room, it was even emptier than the rest of the house, since Christy had moved out and now lived with her.

Lisa reached Mia's room, the curtains were drawn almost closed but a small gap allowed Lisa to finally be able to see Ruth and Mia on the bed. "Rick, I found them. They are in Mia's bedroom, but I can't see enough to tell if their ok. There doesn't seem to be anyone else in the room with them."

"Finish your sweep. If you don't see anyone else in the house, try to get in through Mia's window. Bust it if you have too. I'll keep dumdum busy. But once you bust the window all hell is going to break loose and we will only have a few minutes before the cops show up."

Lisa acknowledged Rick's orders and finished checking all the windows around the house and garage. She returned to Mia's window and again peered in. She was still unable to make out much more then the women were on the bed. 

"I'm going to try and remove the screen."

"Quiet as a mouse until you hear the rifle then fuck quiet. Be fast." Rick warned.

Lisa pulled her knife from her boot and gently pried the screen away from the window. Setting it aside, she moved a chair from the backyard next to the window to get even with the sill. The window wasn't locked and slid back easily and more importantly quietly. Lisa drew her gun from the shoulder holster and carefully moved aside the drapes and stepped down into Mia's room. Here she paused scanning for anyone else besides the two women on the bed. Quietly she went to Mia's door and closed it. 

Lisa still hadn't seen the women move and that scared her. She crouched and snapped on the small flashlight from her pocket. "I'm in. They seem to be tied up on Mia's bed but both are awake."

"Dumdum finished the living room and moved to the kitchen. He's making so much noise it's a wonder the neighbors haven't call the cops. Cut them loose, make sure they are ok and get them out the way you went in."

Lisa crept to the bed and for the first time realized that Mia was tied naked. She cut the leg ropes first, then cut the ropes holding her wrists. Mia started to pull the gag free but Lisa shook her head and put her finger to her lips. Mia nodded then pulled down the gag. Lisa carefully cut the bonds hogtieing Ruth. Both Lisa and Mia held her as the blood flow returned to her limbs and she screamed quietly into her gag. 

Lisa whispered to Mia to get dressed and began massaging Ruth's legs. If she couldn't walk things would get nasty real quick. 

Lisa whispered the situation to Rick explaining the hold up in their getaway. Rick was worried, soon even this idiot would figure out that it was taking far too long for Christy to drive the short distance to the house. He was sure to take it out on Ruth. 

Rick watched as the ex slowed his destruction of the kitchen and grabbed a beer from the fridge. "Get them out now."

Lisa whispered to Mia and Ruth that they had to go. They helped Ruth through the window and Mia followed. Lisa waited until Mia had helped Ruth around the corner of the house, before following them through the window. 

"We're out but Ruth isn't moving very fast yet." 

"Head for the car. Dumdum is headed for Mia's room."

Lisa explained to Mia and Ruth where the s.u.v. was parked and headed them on their way. She knelt watching their back trail. If he came around the corner before they honked the horn, Lisa fully intended to shoot the s.o.b. 

Lisa could hear the man's drunken rage at finding his prey gone. She smiled as she heard the horn beep once. Time to go. Lisa slipped into the shadows. 

Rick and Lisa reached the vehicle at the same time, Mia and Ruth were in the back seat. Rick pulled out and drove away just as Ruth's ex ran out in the street, trying to find his escaped prisoners. 

Lisa handed Ruth her cel phone. 

"911 emergency."

"I'd like to report a burglary in progress."



Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 06



The story takes a strange twist. I hope dear readers that you will enjoy it. Please vote and comment as that is the way I get to know that you are still involved. 

Dom Woolf

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"Gregory never was the most stable person, but I would never have dreamed he would go that crazy." Ruth remarked sitting on the pool lounger next to Rick. She lay back sipping at her drink through a straw, one side of her face still swollen and black and blue from where her ex had hit her. 

"I'm just glad we were able to get you and Mia out of there before he killed one of you." Rick was shaking his head. "I have to admit I never thought he would set the place on fire and then to attack the police..." 

"Actually I'm glad he did. I'm sorry he's dead but, having him killed by the police kept us from airing a lot of the nasty things he did and having to go to trial and all the media coverage would have ruined things for everyone." Ruth sighed. "Now we can get on with our lives and put his insanity behind us."

Ruth and Mia were temporarily living at the mansion while they recovered from their ordeal and the million and one insurance/ legal/ funeral arraignments were seen to by Rick's lawyer. Ruth's injuries were the worst, several teeth loosened, torn muscles and bruises. Mia who hadn't admitted to anyone what had happened, simply had some bruising and rope burns on her wrists and ankles.

Mia was out shopping with her sister Christy and Lisa. The twins were swimming and taking care of Ruth and Rick; Donna was cooking a late supper for everyone. Rick had been enjoying the afternoon sun with the twins when Ruth joined them, looking stunning in one of Christy's micro bikinis. It was the only suit in the house that came even close to fitting, the rest being either too small in the waist or too large in the top. Ruth had a nice set of tits, Rick thought, but in this bunch she would win the itti bitti tittie contest. Rick laughed at the thought. 38 c's and she's the small chested one of the bunch. 

"Rick, I need to ask you some questions and I need you to be totally honest with me." Rick looked at Ruth an amused grin on his face. "What the hell kind of family are you running here? I'm not blind and contrary to Gerg's opinion of me; I'm not stupid. I see how everyone treats you, like some feudal Lord of the manor. Even Mia defers to you now, as if she was your servant. So be honest with me! What's going on?"

"Ruth? What do you know about the dominant and submissive lifestyle?" 

"Mostly what I've read on the internet. I attended a few lectures with a friend quite a few years ago when Greg and I were going through a rough patch. I even went to a bdsm party. Oh my God!" Ruth sat back with a shocked look on her face. "You're Lord Richard."

Rick sat back in his chair, laughing. "I haven't used that name in at least ten years."

"You gave a lecture on bdsm and the law. It was about safe, sane, and consensual bondage and how the law might not recognize contracts between dominants and submissive's even if neither party complained." Ruth smiled. "I remembered I was impressed by what you said and how to handle the police if they came to investigate a party."

"Yep, that was a pretty standard lecture back then." Rick shook his head remembering all the lectures he had given to local bdsm groups. "To sum up this family in a nut shell, Donna is my wife and slave, the twins are consensual slaves, and Christy is a submissive in service to Lisa. Mia found out about it and has been experimenting, but I'm not sure she has the need to be dominated.' 

Ruth sat back in her lounger and quietly thought about everything she had seen around this family for the last few months and everything she knew about the D/s or bdsm lifestyle. 

Rick sat and watched her work through her thoughts and feelings. This could go either way. She might freak and demand to leave with or without Mia and Christy or she might relax to the situation and just move out when things got settled. She might even ... Rick's thoughts trailed off at that point as Ruth spoke up.

"The family has been keeping things toned down since I've been here haven't you?" Ruth asked.

"Quite a bit actually." Rick agreed. "We didn't want to shock you and we weren't sure how you would feel about Christy and Lisa."

"Amazed actually." Ruth commented. "Christy was always the out spoken, out going one of the family. Seeing her be submissive is a bit of a surprise. Mia is more of a shock. I can't get the girl to straighten up her room, much less be domestic. Hey, maybe I just need to use a whip!" Ruth laughed at her own thought.

Rick chuckled at the idea. "Might be a good idea at that. Mia seems to respond well to a touch of the whip, although for her I think it's more of a sexual thing. She likes being dominated sexually, for her it's a definite turn on. I don't think the service end of the d/s lifestyle is something she is entirely comfortable with. Christy on the other hand lives to serve in whatever fashion is required; for her service is the whole package."

Ruth sat silent for a long period. Rick merely lay back and allowed her the time to gather her thoughts. 

"You never really know your children." Ruth stated. "You raise them and watch them and try to talk to them but somewhere along the way they change into a person with their own ways of perceiving the world. Especially where sex comes into the picture."

Rick nodded. "I know my straight laced parents would never have dreamed of the lifestyle I live. Nor would they have approved. But if a person is to be true to themselves, they have to make up their own minds and go their own way at some point. Too many people try to live their lives for their parents or spouse or children and lose the person they might have been. I think it's one of the reasons so many people are depressed or unhappy with their lives. It's not just money. A lot of rich people are depressed and unhappy as well as working class people. I really think it's because we don't allow ourselves to be what we want to be, we become what others think we should be.

Ruth sat awhile and thought about what Rick had said. Dinner was served and Ruth asked that since she now knew the (big family secret), everyone could get back to his or her accustomed way of doing things and just ignore her being here. Here Rick intervened and told the family to go back to normal after dinner was over, as normal would have meant a lot of shuffling around and dinner would get cold. Everyone laughed.

Later that evening Ruth was watching the evening news; (thankfully not a mention of herself, Mia or Greg), when she noticed Christy now nude and wearing a collar follow Lisa dressed in leather out past the pool and into the garage. When she returned to the kitchen to get a refill on her coffee she saw the twins, naked, cleaning dishes and floors. 

Returning to the entertainment room she heard the sound of the tread mill running and looked in to find Donna, sleeve bound and nipple rings attached to the machine running an exercise program. 

Ruth went up to her room, thinking about all she had witnessed and heard, not only today but ever since her oldest daughter joined the Tyler household. Ruth lay on the bed unable to sleep as so many thoughts chased themselves around in her head. 

Late that night Ruth gave up trying to sleep and returned down stairs to the kitchen for a snack. She was entering the kitchen when she saw her oldest daughter kneeling on the floor beside the chair her mistress was seated in. Lisa was stroking Christy's hair, her head resting on Lisa's leg. Christy's body was striped with dark red and black n blue stripes, her breasts were bruised, and her nipples showed scratches and bruises also. Yet her nipples were up and firm, her areolas crinkled and tight. Christy was kissing Lisa's thigh and stroking her leg, lightly trailing her finger tips lazily up and down the soft skin on the inside of her mistresses thigh.

Christy looked up a satisfied smile on her relaxed and happy face as her mother entered the kitchen. "Hello Mother."

"You look like you have been ridden hard and are begging for more." Ruth observed.

"Rode hard, yes, but not wanting more just yet." Christy looked lovingly up at her mistress. "I'm so zoned out, I doubt I could stand, let alone take another session like that one." Ruth poured a glass of milk and sat across from Lisa where she could see both the girls. "You must be hurting from the looks of all that bruising."

"I feel it but I'm so high on endorphins at the moment that nothing hurts. It's just a kind of warmth and" she took a deep breath, sighing as she let it out. "Just kinda sensitive, I feel every touch of breeze and movement in every part of my body. I'm aware of my entire body, every inch.' She paused. "Normally, in every day life you notice when your touched or a part of you is uncomfortable, but after a session like we had tonight, it's like your entire skin is alive and you feel every hair that brushes your body, every change of temperature, every breath of air as it brushes the hair on your entire body. You feel alive all over.

Lisa reached down, brushing her fingertips across Christy's nipple. Christy drew in a long deep breath and sighed. "It wouldn't take more than a few touches to send me over the edge right now."

"I'll have to take your word for it, dear. I've been interested in bdsm but I never had the courage to try it."

"Ruth, what's holding you back now? Your husband is gone and your kids are all grown. You have the opportunity to explore all the things you have ever wanted to do without worrying about anyone else's opinion." Lisa earnestly told Ruth as she sat staring at the older woman.

Ruth paused, looking at the self assured young woman petting her naked daughter and couldn't think of a thing to say. Lisa smiled and stood pulling on a leash attached to Christy's collar. "Goodnight Ruth." The girls left, Christy following behind Lisa.

Ruth was still sitting in the kitchen when Donna and the twins came in to begin preparing breakfast. She suddenly stood and fled back upstairs without a word, leaving Donna and the twins staring in confused wonder. It was mid afternoon before Ruth ventured down the stairs and the house was quiet. Ruth fixed herself some toast and juice, thankful for the absence of the family. She decided to sit by the pool and it was there she found Donna lying on a beach towel, naked and oiled as she all over tanned her well toned body.

"Hi, sleepy head." Donna greeted her. "It didn't take you long to figure out that everyone around here sleeps in late!"

"Hi." Ruth set down her drink and plate on the umbrella covered patio table. She pulled a chair into the shade. "I was up late last night, couldn't sleep and when I did fall asleep, I guess I was exhausted cause I just woke up a few minutes ago."

Donna nodded. "That's happened to me a few times. Sometimes I'll wear myself out on the treadmill and weights just so I can sleep."

Ruth looked over Donna's flat belly, well muscled body, and huge natural tits. "It shows. I wish I was in half as good shape as you are."

Donna laughed. "Trust me when I tell you it had less to do with my wanting to be in shape and a lot more to do with the shape Rick expects me to maintain or be punished." 

Ruth sat very still and stared at the woman, just a few years younger than she was, who had just admitted that she was expected to due certain things or be punished by her husband/master. "How does that work exactly? I mean the whole slave thing. Rick started to explain but I would like to hear it from your point of view."

Donna rolled over on her belly, spread her legs and propped herself up on her elbows. Ruth noticed that even then most of Donna's tits were flat on the towel. "It wasn't easy at first. Rick trained me and I made a lot of mistakes so I got punished a lot. I resented him and the fact that he made the rules and I had no say in the matter."

Donna looked thoughtful, her eyes unfocused as though she was seeing herself back then. "One day I woke up and started to do my morning chores and I found I was humming and singing to myself. I suddenly realized that I was happy and then I realized I couldn't remember the last time I wasn't happy. I was loved and cared for. I didn't have to worry about life and making decisions, all that was done for me. I knew what I had to do each day, what I had to wear and cook and eat and clean. I knew what was expected of me and I was really striving to push myself past the limits I had set for myself."

Donna refocused her gaze on Ruth. "That's when I realized that by being Rick's slave, I had really freed myself." 

"Don't you miss.... Oh I don't know the freedom to choose?" Ruth asked.

"Sure there's a trade off. I don't get to say no if I don't feel like sex or cooking or exercise. I also don't have to go to work every day and worry about being on time and getting the work done and then getting home and fixing dinner and taking care of my family, just to fall in bed and start all over again the next day." Donna grinned. "That becomes the Masters problem and he is welcome to the headache."

The two women laughed at that. Donna continued. "I had gotten over the one man one women jealousy thing long before I met Rick, so it wasn't an issue that being a slave doesn't allow for jealousy and frankly having more slaves around here actually makes my life easier. We share the chores and the sex, and the service duties, so I actually get more free time."

"Don't get me wrong." Donna admonished. "There are Masters out there that I would hate serving. Masters that expect you to be a 24/7 whore or beat you and don't care if they hurt you, Master that don't care for their slaves or are into humiliation and degradation. As Master's go Rick is one of the best."

"The twins have had bad masters and they were both hurt by them. The twins came from a culture were they didn't have a choice. Now you couldn't get them out of here with a team of horses." 

Ruth looked around quickly and asked Donna, "What about Christy?"

"Christy isn't a slave. She chose to be Lisa's submissive, which means that when she chooses she can say stop and Lisa will respect that. Of course, Lisa might drop her as her subbie if she does it too often or if Lisa decides that she wants more than Christy is willing to give, but I don't see that happening anytime soon." Donna grinned. "Their in LOVE, and you know how young love is, all heat and drama."

Ruth smiled remembering her own first loves. "And Mia?"

Donna laughed out loud. "Mia is horny and young and in love with the mystery and excitement of the idea of being a slave. She will either find her place and grow into it or grow out of it and look back at what a silly fling she had when she was (just a kid).

Ruth went and retrieved a bath towel, stripped off and lay beside Donna, who proceeded to oil her top to bottom with sunscreen. The two women lay in the hot sun and talked for most of the afternoon. 

Rick sitting in his office enjoyed watching and listening to the women over his security system. He especially enjoyed the sight of Ruth naked and oiled, lying in the sun. He even captured and printed several snapshots of her for his computerized collection.

After dinner Ruth and Rick went to his office to go over several things the lawyer had called about earlier in the day. They spent several hours concluding their business. Rick placed all the paperwork in a folder and asked if Ruth would like a drink. She accepted and Rick went to the bar to pour. 

Handing her the ice chilled glass he sat on the small sofa where he could watch her reactions. "How are you doing, Ruth?"

"I'm doing surprisingly well, considering." Ruth sipped at her drink. "I'm still a little sore, mostly in my jaw where Greg hit me but overall I think I'm pretty much recovered."

"Glad to hear you're healing up." Rick grinned. "I thought you looked in pretty good shape when you were sunning at the pool today. Security cameras. They watch the entire grounds."

Ruth blushed bright red. "Oh my God! I forgot you have security cameras everywhere. Your security company must have installed a big screen in their monitoring room by now with all the naked bodies around here. It must be their favorite show."

Rick laughed and explained. "It probably would be if they could monitor it when we're home. I have the cameras on a separate circuit; it only goes to the monitoring company when we're away from home. While we are in residence the only place it goes is here in my office." And Howard's secret little monitoring room Rick thought. Of course those cameras never feed to the security company. Too private. 

"You must have gotten a good show today," Ruth was shaking her head. "I defiantly have no secrets left from you."

"Relax, Ruth. As you have noted nudity around here is the norm not the reverse. You have a good body, nothing to hide."

"Funny you should say that. I was, as you know, out with Donna today and noticed that even though she's a few years younger than me; her body looks twenty-eight while mine is starting to look it's age."

Rick looked at the woman and gave her body an honest assessment. "Ruth you're in far better shape than most women your age and in a few months with the right training and toning you could give Donna a run for her money. Except in the tits, she's hard to beat with those boobs."

Ruth looked down at her chest and grinned. "Maybe that's why I feel like a little girl here, every woman in this house has bigger and less saggy boobs than me."

Rick was laughing so hard he almost spilled his drink. "Yeah I'm a little eccentric about boobs. The bigger, the better, in my humble opinion. Women should have curves. These anorexic stick figures that pass for beautiful nowadays are way to skinny for my tastes."

Ruth looked at Rick for a moment. "Donna was saying you were the best Master a girl could have. I think she may be right. I'm not interested in becoming a slave, but I have always fantasized about bondage and rough sex." Rick started to say something but Ruth held up her hand for him to wait. "Let me get this out. I know Mia and I owe you for so much as it is and this isn't any great deal I'm offering but if you would like to; I would like to explore bondage with you as my mentor and Master." Ruth took a deep breath. "I never thought I would get that out without falling apart."

Rick sat back stunned. "Ruth, do you really know what you're asking?"

"Please don't make me say it again." She blushed even deeper red. "It took all I had to ask the first time."

Rick sat for a few moments thinking. "I accept, on the condition that you make a list of the things you want to try and the things you won't do, I will expect that list first thing in the morning and we will talk about it tomorrow after lunch."

Ruth nodded and stood up. "Thank you. I'll get started right now." With that said she turned and ran from the room, leaving a bewildered Rick sitting and staring at the slowly closing door to his office. 

In the week since her dad raped her and beat her mother before getting himself killed fighting the police Mia had insisted that she was ok so many times she had the question and answer down to a practiced routine and she was sick of it. She spent the days pretending to be fine, swimming, going shopping or to the movies with her sister and Lisa or with the twins. 

But at night when she was alone in her room she relived that night over and over. The shower, waking naked and chained on the bed, his touch, his smell, the pain and the pleasure of his hard demanding cock slamming into her pussy, her wet wanting pussy. Oh Daddy...



Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 07



Dear Readers, 

This is a short chapter done primarily to wrap up the last several chapters. Stories take on a life of their own and sometimes require finishing several story lines with explanations before venturing into the new and unknown. As always your votes and comments help make this a better story.

Thank you,

Dom Woolf



Submission

Mia was walking down the stairs headed for the kitchen when she saw her mother slip into Rick's office, a handful of papers clutched to her chest. Thinking it was probably just more of the endless legal crap her father's death had caused, she dismissed it from her mind returning instead to thoughts of food.

Ruth was having an attack of the nerves. She had never taken her fantasy this far. She was glad Rick wasn't in his office as she set the papers down that she had worked all night to complete. A list of all the things she had ever heard of in bondage groups or reading and researching that she would like to try. Ruth had been brutally honest with herself in making the list. She had revised it and gone back over the revisions until even she had to admit to herself; it was as complete as she could make it. 

She set it on his desk, picked it back up to give it one final looking over. No! She slapped it down on the desk turned and walked out. Ruth started for the kitchen but changed her mind. She would wait for Rick's summons in her room. She ran up the stairs.

Mia was sitting on the floor in the kitchen, eating her breakfast with the twins, who were not allowed to sit at the kitchen table without permission. Mia could have but she always felt uncomfortable seated with just the twins present. Besides it was much easier to talk with everyone at the same level.

The girls gabbed all through breakfast and even though Mia protested Ruby or Emma jumped up to fetch her more coffee or jam or anything else she needed. They were the house slaves and Mia was a guest of the house. 

Christy and Donna ducked into the kitchen returning their Masters breakfast trays and the girls all stood around talking. Mia discovered that Rick wasn't in his office, he hadn't even gotten out of bed so far this morning. Mia wondered what her mother was doing in the office without him. As Donna and her sister returned upstairs to their Masters rooms and the twins began their chores cleaning the kitchen, Mia decided to see what mom was up too.

She hesitated just outside the office door; during her week of slavery she had spent hours polishing the heavy dark wood door. This was the Masters office. Mia grinned and slipped inside. 

She spotted the papers on the desk, but no sign of her mother. Crossing the room she picked up the paperwork and began to read. Mia read only the first few paragraphs before hurrying to the copy machine and feeding in the stack of papers. She stood nervously waiting as it slowly churned out the copies. Mia returned the originals exactly where she found them stuffed the copies into her pants and quietly opened the office door. When she was sure she was clear she slipped out, walked to the front door and left.

Mia walked a few blocks to a public park and found a quiet shaded spot under a tree to read. She read through the eight pages describing in intimate detail her mothers fantasies and desires. Some she giggled at and some such as golden showers she was shocked silly about but most of what her mother wanted to explore were things that made Mia tingle and grow wet. The more she read the more she wanted to try herself.

Mia sat back against the tree closing her eyes as she pictured in her mind Master Rick tying her arms behind her in a public place, a mall, no, a mall men's room. She could see him taking out a slender razor sharp knife and cutting away her clothes, ripping the tattered remains away from her naked body. She pictured the boys from her collage classes walking in and finding her bound, naked, and spread body. The stares and the touches, getting braver as she simply struggled but didn't scream; the hands, grasping her tits, twisting her nipples, probing into her warm wet holes. Then the cocks being freed from the confines of the boy's jeans, getting harder and longer, dripping with precum as they rubbed against her breast and cheeks and lips, forcing the hot hard meat into her mouth and cunt and asshole, fucking her, fucking her hard. Her mothers naked, bound body beside hers getting fucked and sprayed with piss and cum on the cold hard dirty tile floor.

(Holy Shit!) Mia snapped out of the fantasy and wrapped her arms around her knees. (Thinking of my mother being fucked, how sick is that?) 

(And why not?) A part of her mind answered. (Is that so different then you frigging yourself to orgasms every night thinking of your daddy's dick in your mouth and ass and pussy? You little slut!)

Mia sat for a long time, rocking herself as tears streamed down her face, the pages of her mothers fantasy's clenched in her fist.

Rick spent several hours going over Ruth's written thoughts of what she wanted to experience and her limits. He drew up a contract outlining her thoughts and limitations, adding things she hadn't yet thought of and putting in start and ending dates so both sides would have a clear understanding of the contract. 

He had Donna fetch Ruth when he was ready to discuss the contract. 

Ruth spent the hours since she dropped off the pages in Rick's office, pacing around her room, lying on the bed, sitting back up, and pacing some more. Her thoughts kept going over the pages, marveling at the things she had written; worried that Rick would think she was some kind of freak. "My god!" she thought. "Did I really say I want to experience getting pissed on and whipped and ...Oh my god, the gang bang!" She blushed to herself. "Do I really want HIM to control me and force me to get in shape just so he can display me like some whore to... Jesus anyone He wants?" 

Ruth went and took a shower, debating with herself wither or not to shave her pussy. Decided against it then shaved it anyway. She dug through the few clothes she had left after the fire, mostly things the other women had given her and the few things she had gone and bought herself. "Christ, I really need to shop. I don't have a damn thing left that's fit to wear. Damn Gregory." Ruth laughed at herself. "If he accepts me I probably won't need clothes other than a collar and slave bracelets." She finally settled on a nice pair of shorts and a light blue tee shirt that was a little snug.

She found herself putting on and taking off her bra several times before deciding to leave it off. "It's not like he hasn't seen my boobs already. My god I haven't been with another man in 25 years. Not since Greg and I got married. I don't think I can do this. I'm not ready."

Donna knocked on her door and walked in as she was brushing her hair for the forth time. "Master would like to see you in his office." Ruth stood up, her body beginning to tremble. Donna hugged her. "Relax, Ruth, he doesn't bite. Not too hard anyway." They grinned at each other like conspiring school girls. 

Ruth knocked on door to the office and was bid to enter. She closed the door behind her and walked over to the desk. Rick looked up and smiled. "Take a seat. This is the contract I have drawn up, look it over, address any concerns, and when it's agreeable to us both, sign it. 

Ruth sat in the client chair, picked up the paperwork lying on the desk and began to read. "My god, am I really going to do this?"

Mia wandered around for most of the day without any clear thought of where she was or where she was headed until she found herself staring at the remains of the only place she had ever called home.

The back of the house was still standing, charred and smoke covered, the paint colors changed by the heat of the fire that had consumed the front of the house. Debris was everywhere across the yard and here and there Mia could see dirty, torn, and burned pieces of items she recognized from her life. Books, pictures, odd items of wet, filthy and ruined clothes or furniture, it was all there and it was all destroyed. 

Something broke in Mia as she stood looking at the ruins of her family's life. She fumbled out her cell phone and called her mother. She was still sobbing and explaining about the rape, the dreams, her unending nightmares, when the black SUV pulled in and her mother was running across the chewed up remains of the front lawn and had her in her arms.

Several hours later Mia was safely tucked in bed, one of Doc's tranquilizers putting her out for the next 12 hrs and Christy watching over her as she slept. Rick had ordered all the women to take turns watching Mia, for the next couple of days she would never be alone.

Rick, Lisa, Donna, and Ruth were sitting around the kitchen table discussing Mia's revelations and what should be done next. Rick had just ushered Doc out and returned to the kitchen. "I have a friend from back in my cop days that is a family rape and incest psychologist. She's familiar with both rape and incest and is bdsm knowledgeable. A kink friendly shrink will be able to both help Mia and not get crazy about the family situation." Rick bowed his head towards Ruth. "I know that sounds a little self serving but I am trying to both help Mia and protect the family. If you have someone else in mind let me know and don't worry about the bills that's covered!"

Ruth looked up at this man she hardly knew, he had helped her when she needed it, rescued herself and her daughter, provided them with a place to stay and had asked nothing from them. He had been good to her oldest daughter for two years even protecting her from her own father and now was offering to expose his entire family to legal problems just to help Mia.

"I trust you to pick the best help for Mia, Rick. I wouldn't want to cause the family any problems, if we can get Mia the help she needs without exposing the rest of you, please do what you think is best."

Rick nodded. "I'll make some calls." He strode from the room and moments later the door to his office slammed. 

Lisa looked up at the sound. "He is pissed. If he had known what Gregory had done the night we were there, he would have shot him then and there. Hell, if I had known I would have."

Ruth said quietly. "I am so glad he is dead. I just wish I could have stopped it before he hurt Mia." She sat crying with her head in her hands. 

Lisa and Donna held her and let her cry.

Dr. Sarah Kellerman spoke with Rick and Ruth in his office after spending a long afternoon with Mia two days later. "She has issues to deal with; the rape, the feelings of abandonment, the whole daddy's little girl incest thing, his death and her belief that she was the cause." She paused. "Most of which we can deal with through simple therapy."

"I would like to see her for two sessions a week for the next few months. We can reevaluate her condition at that time. Unlike a lot of my colleges I don't believe in long term sessions delving through her entire life. I focus on the problem at hand, deal with it, and allow the patient to get on with their life."

Ruth and Rick spoke with her about the family's usual lifestyle and the effect it might have on Mia as well as what things would help or hinder her recovery for several hours and developed a consensus of how things would best be handled.

Once Dr. Kellerman had left, Ruth asked for a drink and sat with Rick, she seemed to relax for the first time since receiving Mia's phone call. "I feel real good about her. She seems to want the best for Mia and I like that she is confidant that Mia will be able to recover from this mess that Gregory caused."

Rick sipped at his drink. "She's unconventional, but she has a very good success rate. Most of her patients are a lot more messed up than Mia. By that I mean she deals with a lot of long term incest and rape patients." 

"Thank you again, Rick. I seem to be thanking you a lot lately."

"Ruth you don't need to thank me, you're family."

A week later life had settled down to a more normal routine, Mia was in therapy, Ruth and her daughters spent a lot of time together talking and basically getting to know each other all over again. Thanks to Dr. Kellerman the three opened up about their feelings and the hidden problems in their family.

Christy admitted that Gregory had constantly spied on her in the bath or when she was sleeping and several times had caught her naked and taken the opportunity to run his hands over her tits and ass and had once fingered her to orgasm. He had tried to make her play with his exposed cock but Christy had always resisted.

Ruth told both her daughters about Gregory's filming Mia in the bath tub and how she had used that evidence to divorce her ex. She hadn't known about Christy. Mia admitted that she knew her dad was spying on her and had encouraged it. She also had let him play with her tits and pussy several times when she was wearing shorts and a swim suit top. It was part of the reason she felt so guilty.

They all went to Mia's next session with Dr. Kellerman and were still deep in discussion when they came home and retreated to the entertainment room. The twins delivered sandwiches, chips and drinks several times as the discussion went on deep into the night.

Christy told of her last couple of years as Mistress Lisa's submissive, Ruth admitted her fantasies, and how she and Master Rick were planning to let her experience them. Mia told Ruth about her week as a sex slave and why she wanted more. She explained about the armless submissive she had met and how she had come to understand about consensual and nonconsensual submission.

Late the next morning in Rick's office Donna, Ruth and Rick were finishing up on some of the legal matters from Greg's death when Ruth filled them in on the shrink session and the night's discussion.

'So," Ruth concluded after all the talk and apologies and the tears and the hugging; I am beginning to think that we may all come through this and maybe even be closer than we have been in a long while."

"That's the best news we have had around here in a month!" Rick said looking relieved. "I was beginning to have my doubts that it would get better. For awhile there every time we turned around something else went wrong."

"That's why I wanted to talk to you." Ruth smiled. She pulled the contract Rick had designed out of an envelope. "I talked it over with the girls and we all read it. I made a few changes but nothing that I think you will object to too much. If it meets with your approval, well, I'll be waiting upstairs"

Ruth set the papers down on the desk and walked out. Rick picked up the documents and began reading. "I'll be damned." Rick sat there amazed at what he was reading. He began handing the pages one by one to Donna, who read them and set them back on the desk. "What do you think of that?"

Donna read the last page, shaking her head. "I thought life was weird before, this is beyond anything I ever thought would happen."

She stood trembling slightly as a man she barely knew cut her clothes off her. The light glistened off the razor sharp blade as it sliced up the middle of her tight tee shirt parting it between her breasts. His hands spread the ruined cloth, exposing her breasts and pulled the remains down her arms, dropping the rags on the floor behind her. His hand pulled the front of her shorts away from her body as the knife sliced through the waist band. The loose shorts fell to the floor without the elastic to hold them up and pooled around her ankles. She felt the cold steel scrape her skin as he cut the sides of her panties and pulled them from between her legs. She stepped out of the pile of fabric, his hand grasping her hair and forcing her to her knees. A strong finger under her chin forced her to look up into his face and at the collar he held. She watched as it was lowered level with her throat and wrapped her neck. The click of the lock was the final note, signaling the start of her year of submission. 

She stayed kneeling, looking at the floor in front of her. She could see the cuffs attached to her wrists and feel the ones on her ankles. Her peripheral vision allowed her to see the young girl next to her as her clothes were also cut away and a collar placed around her slender neck. 

Others knelt just outside her field of vision but she knew they were there kneeling where they had been placed as the young mistress had led her and her daughter to the place where they would begin the collaring ceremony. He had stood in front of the kneeling and naked women he owned and asked them both one last time if they agreed to all the terms of the contract they had signed. When both assured Him that they had read and agreed with the terms, he produced the largest most polished knife she had ever seen and now it was done; for the next year, she, Ruth Carter, divorced and widowed mother of five and her youngest daughter were the total and complete slaves of Master Rick and Mistress Lisa.



Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 08



Dear readers, The story is back to the sex, pain and submission that you have cum to expect. I, at least hope you cum as you read this. Your voices are heard so please comment, vote or send me an e-mail with your complaints or suggestions. Now on with the story. Dom Woolf



Interlewd Chapter 08: Slavery

Master Rick had wasted no time introducing His newest slave to the dungeon. Ruth found her self cuffed and lifted until her toes were barely on the floor. She started when he placed the bit gag between her teeth and fastened it behind her head. She couldn’t help but tremble as her Masters hands began exploring her body. She had been married for 25 years and never cheated; Rick was the first man besides her ex to touch her intimate places, ever. 

His hands slid up from mid thigh following the contours of her body, they curved over her shoulders and down the swell of her breasts. His hands passed under her tits lifting and weighing them. His thumbs rubbed over her nipples, causing her to shudder as new sensations flashed through her body. He gripped her soft tit flesh in his powerful hands, squeezing and stretching her boobs. His allowed the strained skin to slip through his fingers until he reached the areola and nipples where he clamped down lifting and stretching her breasts and twisting her nipples.

When she screamed into her bit gag, he released the tortured flesh and continued his exploration of her body hands drifting down her body, over her stomach and across her upper thighs. One hand moved around to her bared bottom while the other began exploring her shaved and vulnerable cunt  

Ruth squirmed as his fingers found both her clit and her neither passage, Gregory her ex hadn’t touched her in several years and had never gone for the tight ring that Rick’s finger was steadily pressing into. Ruth found that the combination of being tied and essentially helpless and the virtual stranger invading her body’s most inviolate places was causing her to react in ways that she hadn’t felt in a long time. She could feel her pussy flood with moisture and lightning was rushing along her nerve endings, her breath came in gasps as he played with her as if she was a toy or a pet with no regard for what his manipulations were doing to her. 

“Don’t you dare cum without permission, slave.” Her Master’s voice growled in her ear. It was too much for Ruth, unaccustomed as she was with being stimulated. She shuddered and came, the hardest she had ever cum in her life. She hung in her restraints, muscles totally slack; desperately trying to draw in air through her nostrils’ and what little she could get past her bit gag. The sudden slash and burn across her back arched her body. Her muscles suddenly tightened pulling her body clean off the floor, as her muscles relaxed allowing her to regain her toes purchase on the floor; a second stroke relit her back again and again she fought the restraints and screamed into her gag. Each time she began to settle down another strike landed, again and again. Ruth passed out.

She awoke with her back on fire. She was also face down on a padded table of some kind. She found she was also tied down tight. She began to take inventory of her self and her surroundings; from the feel of the air across her back she was still naked. She was tied at the wrists and ankles, a strap was across her upper buttocks, and there was a strap of some kind keeping her head suspended. She guessed the table began as a massage table because that was the only kind of table she knew of with a cutout for a persons face. Thinking about cutouts, she realized her breasts were dangling through the table. 

Drooling, she was drooling. The bit gag had been replaced by a ring gag holding her mouth open. She experimented for a few minutes but could find no way to swallow that would stop the drooling. The straps kept her from turning her head and she looked down at a stone floor with a brass bowl below her collecting her spit. 

Ruth listened for any sound that would tell her she wasn’t alone. Not a noise to be heard. Once more she tried to move and once again her back lit on fire. Ok, she would stay still. She drew in a deep breath and slowly let it out. Punishment or no that was one hell of an orgasm. Just thinking about it made her pussy grow damp, she could almost feel his fingers parting her pussy lips and pushing their way inside. Then suddenly she could feel something, but it defiantly wasn’t fingers.

Rick’s cock slowly entered the bound and spread woman’s cunt. She was already open due to the way he had tied her, but the moisture slicking his member was all from her excitement. He slowly pressed deeper into her; the only part of his body touching her was his cock. He began fucking her, keeping the same slow rhythm in and out. He could feel the heat of her body. She got wetter the more he fucked her, soon she began to moan, the little muscles throughout her body began to tremble. She started making whining noises. 

Rick paused leaving his cock head just inside her pussy, he could feel her vaginal muscles clenching, and he watched her hips try to thrust down to get him deeper inside.

Ruth moaned, whined, and pleaded through the gag. She was so close, he had to finish. He had to. She was so frustrated, she screamed. Even being punished again would be worth it if he would just move, just a little deeper. 

Rick watched the little tremors settle down, and then he began again, slow steady strokes. This time as she approached orgasm, he reached down and dug his fingers into the whip marks across her back and growled “Cum.” Her body twisted and bucked against the straps and she screamed as she came, Rick’s cock buried deep inside her.  

Rick waited until she settled, relaxed and loose, then he pulled his slick and wet cock covered in her juices from her pussy and strode to the front of the bondage table. He positioned himself in front of her, released the head strap, and pulled her head up by her hair. Rick didn’t give her a chance to react before plunging his cock through the ring and deep into her mouth. He once again began the same long slow strokes he had used to bring her to orgasm as he fucked her helpless face. Each time he pushed in deeper until the head of his cock popped into her throat. Now he fucked her hard and fast until he shoved himself in as far as he could go and came, filling her throat and mouth with his cum.

He withdrew from her mouth and allowed her face to drop back onto the strap, his cum and her drool dripped from her open mouth and dropped into the pan below. He waited until she had regained her composure and lifted her face once again. He allowed her to swallow several time before ordering her to clean his cock. He slid it into her mouth slowly allowing her to use her tongue to clean the cum and juice off his dick. 

Master Rick released Ruth from the table and helped her stand. He walked her back into the house and ordered the twins to see to her back and bath her. Ruth was a little wobbly as the twins helped her up the stairs and into her bathtub. The twins washed like a baby, dried her carefully and spread antiseptic and pain numbing creams across her back before laying her on her bed and covering her with a light sheet. Ruth was asleep before the twins closed her door.

Mia spent her first day as a slave shopping and dining and dancing with Lisa and Christy. Mia’s clothes had also been ruined by the fire including all the marvelous outfits Mistress Lisa had bought her last time she was a slave, so Mistress Lisa decided that they must be replaced as the first order of business. 

This time it was just the three girls and the only one trying on clothes was Mia. Lisa wasted no time in any of the first couple of stores; she simply had the clerk get duplicates of the outfits they had bought several weeks ago. These were sent to the limo and Lisa swept the girls along to the next shop until they reached the Leather and Goth shop. 

Thomas, the young clerk who had helped them the last time, was now the manager. When he saw Lisa and her girls walk in he immediately came over and reintroduced himself. Taking Mistress Lisa’s arm he gently guided her into what had been the back store room and employee lounge, it had been transformed into an elegant private dressing and display area with comfortable seating for at least ten people.

Off to one side of the dressing rooms was a glass enclosure which Thomas explained was actually a full 360 degree mirrored room. The glass was a one way mirror, from inside you could see yourself reflected from all sides, yet those outside the room could see the person clearly. 

“Just one of my innovations, since I became the manager.” Thomas continued. “The store now uses part of the unit next door as storage and break room and we will be expanding into their sales area in a few more days once the redesign is complete.”  

“We now carry a much larger and more diverse leather selection, more unique jewelry, and piercing selections and a larger more sophisticated line of designer clothes.”

Thomas leaned down and bowed over Lisa’s hand. “I owe it all to your ideas the last time you were here. You mentioned the things you wanted and how you couldn’t really find them anywhere but the left coast or New York. I researched and presented those ideas to my division manager along with the renovation ideas and he was delighted with them, so much so that he made me the manager and gave me a generous budget to expand and redesign the store.” Thomas waved his hand at the new private dressing area.

“This area is for our special and limited customers only. I have done the same thing on a smaller scale for our regular customers without I’m afraid the privacy and unique attention that our special clients receive.”

“Thomas, I am very impressed and very happy for your promotion. Poor Mia lost all her wonderful outfits in a fire recently and we simply must replace them.” Lisa smiled.

The new manager pulled a small hand held unit from his coat and punched in a few requests. “We have everything in stock and in her size unless it has changed since last time?” He questioned. 

Lisa gave a little applause. “Wonderful and the same sizes will do fine. Now, how about these new items you were mentioning.”

Thomas led her to a curved sofa facing a big screen receiver. He called up the stores newest lines of clothing and jewelry while offering all the woman drinks. Bobby came in moments later with lattés for each of the woman and Lisa asked that he remain to fetch several outfits that caught her fancy.

Thomas showed her the special inventory available only over the internet. He explained that this way he could offer clients specialty items such as custom made pet outfits or corsets or any of a number of fetish wear items without having to carry the inventory at the store. One simply picked out what they wanted, Thomas, and his team made the measurements and the client either dropped by later to pick up their purchases or the items could be shipped directly to them. 

The key was his research; he spent hours each day finding and checking on suppliers, so that he could offer anything his customers might require, while being assured of the quality. The same went for the designer jewelry for unique uses.

Mistress Lisa was impressed at the vast array of goods listed in Thomas’s special catalog. She promised to pass the word on to those that could best make use of his new marketing strategy. She couldn’t wait to let Rick know about it. That was when she saw the newest creation in body modification. It combined vacuum stimulation as well as a nipple extender and was designed like a decorative nipple shield. Lisa ordered four pair. 

Bobby had returned with Mia’s items and the additional clothes that Lisa had requested. Lisa had Bobby take Mia into the dressing room to help her try on the leather outfit, while she asked Thomas to measure Christy and herself for some designer breast jewelry. 

Bobby was now a floor manager but like Thomas he owed his promotion to Lisa and her quirks; so if this client wanted some special attention, he wouldn’t bitch. Stripping and dressing Mia was a pleasure; especially as he knew he could take his time and play with the submissive girl as he did so. His hands lifted and squeezed her breasts while his rock hard cock nestled between her ass cheeks. Mia leaned back against the clerk as she felt his hands brush lightly down her body and plunge into her exposed pussy lips. She gasped as his fingers played with her swollen and sensitive clit before driving into her wet and open cunt. 

Mia no longer blushed; she just enjoyed Bobby’s roving hands. She had been told by Mistress Lisa to be nice to the clerks. Once she was nude, she knelt and unzipped his pants, pulling his hot and hard pole out and stroking it as she kissed and licked around the head of his shaft. She sucked him into her mouth coating the flesh of his cock with her saliva as she deep throated him. It only took a few minutes for the overly excited (floor manager) to spill his load into her warm and willing mouth and Mia spilled not a drop as she sucked him dry. She opened her mouth and showed the creamy white cum pooled on her tongue before swallowing his entire load. Moments later they were showing off the skin tight leather to an approving Lisa.

Thomas was very professional as he measured the breasts and nipples of his clients at least until Lisa reached down and stroked his erection through his tented trousers. “Christy requires a bit more rough play than that if you expect to stimulate her nipples and stimulating her nipples is the fastest way I know to get her ready for some lucky and innovative manager to fuck.”

Thomas paused and looked at Christy standing topless in front of him. She smiled, nodded, and pushed her skirt to the floor. Thomas finished his measurements, but managed to pull, stroke and twist Christy’s nipples and tits as he did.

Lisa took Bobby and Mia into the dressing room to help her with her clothing changes and Thomas placed Christy on the sofa. He undressed and put on a condom before joining her. He took his time and concentrated on stimulating her entire body with his finger and tongue. She almost came just from his sucking and licking her clit. Her hands kept busy stroking his thick member and playing over his back and ass, so Thomas and Christy were both more than ready when he spread her legs and eased his cock into her shaved and wet pussy. 

Thomas was a gentle lover and he took long and slow strokes as he fucked Christy. Christy on the other hand kept urging him to push harder, faster and when he began to finally push hard enough to please her, it was too late, and he came. Always the gentleman he finished off Christy with his tongue and fingers and although she came; he really was far too gentle for Christy’s liking.

She thanked him and cleaned him before getting redressed herself, but really decided she needed a good hard fucking and soon. 

Bobby and Mia had fun dressing and undressing Lisa and she enjoyed the attention. She also enjoyed teasing both them back with little hugs, strokes in intimate places and lurid and lewd comments and suggestions. She let Bobby watch and play with her tits as Mia used her tongue to lick and suck Lisa’s clit into a quick and much needed orgasm. Lisa decided on several items for herself and Christy as well as what she had already picked for Mia. She changed into one of the form fitting sheath dresses and had Mia wear an off the shoulders blouse with a plunging neckline and a light and loose skirt. Christy on the other hand she dressed in a tight almost corset with an uplift bra, that showed a large amount of very soft swell and a deep cleft between her beautiful tits. Then she put her in very tight low rider jeans that showed off her lower stomach and the top of her pubic swell as well as the top of the swell of her buttocks in the rear. Shaped to her legs the pants ended mid calf and Lisa chose very high heels to complete the outfit. 

Thomas and Bobby thanked the ladies and escorted them and their packages back to their limo. Kaspur handed the ladies in and they were off to dinner. Once the limo got moving Christy told Lisa about Thomas and Mia talked about quick trigger Bobby, the girls all enjoyed a good laugh before starting in on discussing their purchases. 

Dinner was an experience for Mia, as she had never had Japanese cuisine before other than the frozen veggie rolls from the market. Lisa even managed to sneak her several shots of sake and Mia was a little drunk by the time the girls headed out for a night of clubbing. 

Arriving at the clubs VIP private door by private limo, Lisa anticipated no id problems and got none as they were escorted to a luxury booth over looking the dance floor. Drinks in hand the three women took their time looking over the sea of potential dates and dance partners.

Kapur having parked the limo now stood guard at the table only allowing those that Lisa approved of to approach the women. Still there were many young men eager to meet and talk and take the girls for a tour of the dance floor. Mia started out being careful of the short skirt especially as Lisa hadn’t gotten any panties to go with it, but the more she drank and the more she danced the more she forgot and soon she had quite an audience of young men watching her every move for a sudden glimpse of her intimate places. 

Lisa had Kapur bring the inebriated girl back to their table before she started a riot. Several young men trailed in her wake but Kapur managed to dissuade them. Christy was also having fun but in her case it was sexy young ladies that took her dancing, many of whom seemed to love following the low cut waist of her jeans with fingers that rested on the swell of her buttocks as they danced. 

Christy returned to the table, skin glowing and sweaty from a number of fast beat dances and she brought back a beautiful dark skinned Latina girl. Gloria was introduced to the table and joined the girls but she only had eyes for Christy. Lisa allowed a little latitude and watched amused as Gloria and Christy kissed, explored and generally made out. She had Mia stand at the railing with her, allowing the two some grope time. Lisa was also amused by the fact that Mia failed to remember that her no panty status was very apparent to the young men beginning to congregate below them.

Lisa signaled Kapur and paid the bill, ready to move on to the next club. They gathered in Gloria and invited her to join the group as they partied. Gloria and Christy went immediately back to making out as soon as the limo door closed. Lisa was getting horny her self from watching them; fortunately she had the means to do something about it.

She reached over and slipped Mia’s blouse over her head. Mia snuggled up to her Mistress and the two women began kissing and stroking each other. Gloria looked up as Lisa’s finger slid under the short skirt of her slave and began fingering the girls spread pussy. 

Gloria was so busy watching Lisa take Mia that she almost seemed not to notice as Christy opened her blouse and began licking and sucking on her firm large areola. It wasn’t until Christy’s teeth nipped her tit that she turned back to the overheated older sister. She pulled Christy’s big tits from the bustier and began working them over much to Christy’s delight. Christy’s moans of “Harder, oh please harder!” were rewarded by Gloria sinking her nails into the woman’s tits and twisting. 

Gloria began using her knee to hump Christy’s pubic area, the combination of pain and stimulation getting instant and noisy moans from Christy. Gloria lifted her skirt, shoved her panties to one side, and shoved Christy down between her legs, wrapping her fingers in Christy’s hair; she controlled the girls face as she pressed Christy’s mouth to her cunt. Christy began licking at the dark and wrinkled lips hiding the Latin girl’s clit. Christy loved being controlled like this, her lips smashed against pussy flesh, following whispered commands to lick and suck the sweet exotic nectars from Gloria’s hot and wet cunt.




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Mia almost mirrored her older sister’s position, kneeling on the floor between her Mistresses legs, licking and sucking on her clit as Lisa controlled her head by her hair and occasionally slapped her face. Lisa shuddered through her first orgasm just as Kapur announced their arrival over the intercom at the next club on Lisa’s list. Gloria cursed in Spanish and shoved Christy away from her, smoothing down her skirt in the same motion. Lisa explained that Kapur couldn’t see in the back unless Lisa lowered the screen. Gloria still seemed pissed and left the group as soon as the redressed siblings were ready and the door opened. She flounced away never looking back or saying goodbye.

Lisa closed the door and informed Kapur they would be continuing on to the next club instead of patronizing this one. The limo purred down the street and whisked the trio onward.

Christy was both pissed at how she had been treated and frustrated that she hadn’t been able to cum. Lisa saw that the fun had gone from Christy’s evening out and informed Kaspur to cancel the club and return the girls to the mansion. 

Once they were parked in the drive, she had Kaspur bring the days shopping into the mansion. She had him drop the packages in the entryway and follow her and the girls through the house and into the dungeon in the back building. 

She pulled Kaspur aside and the two spoke for several minutes. Kaspur stood grinning as Lisa ordered both her girls to strip and began to chain the two across from each other over the bondage table. Kaspur began to strip out of his chauffeur’s uniform. He was built like the ex football player he used to be, still all shiny dark muscle without any fat. His cock stood thick and long, the veins pulsating as he stroked it hard. Christy had never seen Kaspur’s cock and was impressed and then worried as he moved behind her. Lisa was coating the man's penis with a thick oily looking cream. Christy began to squirm and fight the chains as Kaspur big fingers spread her ass cheeks, yet she never uttered a word. She dropped her head, forcing her muscles to relax as she felt the huge rod begin to press into her ass ring. She could feel it stretching to surround the head of his cock and she could feel the beginning of the burn as the muscles were pulled farther then they had ever been. 

She gasped as the head popped past the ring and into her ass. Kaspur waited until her tight ass muscles began to relax, reaching around to flick her clit and explore her chained and bound body. When he could see her cheeks relax he began to push further into her butt, slowly burying his dick deeper into her.

Mia watched from her mirrored position across from her sister. She enjoyed the contrast of this huge hard muscled ebony male pressed up against her pale, soft feminine sister body, taking her like some great ancient chieftain took his captured spoils of war. She only noticed Mistress Lisa as the cold tip of her hard rubber lifelike dildo began its assault on Mia’s enticingly bound and available asshole.

Christy pulled at the chains holding her to both her sister and the table; she pulled until the pain in her wrists matched the pain of her stretched asshole. She screamed as Kaspur yanked her head back by her hair, simultaneously grinding himself as deep as he could get, buried up to his balls. The pain burned through her lower body as he fucked deep inside her and spread to her soaked and shuddering pussy. Kaspur’s large hand twisted and squeezed her tortured breast adding to her heat until Christy would have sworn that her entire body was covered with liquid flame. 

This, the pain, the bondage, being used unmercifully for the enjoyment of another, this was what made Christy shudder to the depths of her being and cum as if the whole world was nothing but pain and release. Christy pushed her rear back against the steel statue, milking his red hot iron rod until his seed sprayed her insides burning, burning.

Mia rhythmically slammed her clit and cunt against the table impelled by the hard strokes of the phallus shaped dildo and her Mistress’s hips against her butt. She watched her sister cum as her own excitement built. Suddenly Lisa’s hand grabbed her neck and forced her down flat against the table to be held there by a Velcro strap flipped across her back. The pounding in her butt took on a note of urgency as Mistress Lisa cried out in her own orgasm, shoving the artificial penis in to the hilt; she collapsed across her slave’s back and laid there, breasts pressed flat against Mia. Lisa’s heart beat was strong against her back and Mia could feel her mistresses’ elongated nipples with their metal rings and bars pressed into her. She lay quiet enjoying the warmth and closeness of her Mistress. 

Once everyone had recovered and been released, Lisa led her troop of naked sweat and cum soaked friends out to the showers by the pool. All four had fun washing and teasing as they cleaned up. Wrapped in the big beach towels from the pool cabana, they headed for the kitchen to replenish some calories from the fridge. 

The group made so much noise banging around the kitchen fixing snacks that the rest of the family soon joined them. Rick and Kaspur sat at the kitchen table enjoying a beer while the rest of the family whipped up snacks and served. 

Donna bumped her daughter away from the fridge and told her to go sit with the rest of the lazy Masters and wait to be served. Lisa laughed and smacked her mother’s ass before ducking out of the way. She joined Rick at the table as the two sets of sisters began serving cold cuts, cheeses, chips, and breads. 

Donna got drink requests form everyone and soon everyone was eating and drinking while talking about their day. Kaspur was getting individual attention from the twins who seemed determined to stuff him full of food and drink each time he opened his mouth. Mia and Christy took turns feeding Lisa while stuffing them selves. Donna knelt at Rick’s feet and offered him various munchies she knew he enjoyed.

All the noise had awakened Ruth and she followed the sounds to the kitchen. She froze in the doorway at the sight of the semi naked ebony giant, cuddling and being feed by the twins. Ruth blushed when Rick ordered her to join the group. It was the second time in less then a day that she was seen bare ass naked by someone she didn’t know. 

Rick introduced her to Kaspur and invited the big man to examine his newest slave. Kaspur grinned that knowing smile of his and ordered Ruth to his side. He had her stand and turn slowly so he could see every inch of her. Once she completed a full turn, he ordered her to spread her legs and then to spread her pussy lips.

At each command Ruth blushed, a darker red until she felt her entire body must have been glowing like hot iron from a kiln. Ruth never had the silly prejudices her ex husband had but like most white woman her age she also had very little social contact with people of other races. Here was a beautiful black man, himself only partially covered in a towel, looking at parts of her body only two men up to now had ever seen.

When Kaspur ordered her to turn around and bend over, spreading her ass cheeks, Ruth thought she would surely faint. She felt the big mans finger brush her asshole and spread her pussy lips. He fingered her clit and she jumped. Everyone broke out laughing.

“Ruth, you have just been introduced to Kaspur our limo driver and bodyguard.” Rick motioned her to his side and put her on her knees. He corrected her posture gently moving her where he wanted her. “Kaspur protects you ladies anytime you go out with out myself or Lisa to accompany you. He also enjoys the fringe benefits of your company and bodies and I hear that the ladies here all seem to enjoy him as well.”

This statement brought murmurs of assent mixed with the laughter. The munch resumed along with a retelling of the days events to bring Ruth up to speed. Rick had Ruth tell of her first days trials as his slave, much to her embarrassment as she had never talked about being fucked to anyone besides her family and never dreamed of telling it to this many people. Now she was relating not only getting fucked but also how Rick’s sadistic treatment had made her cum and how much she enjoyed the pain/pleasure.

Ruth looked up to see both her daughters nodding and smiling as she stammered through her story. She looked around and found only acceptance and understanding in each of the faces as she talked. Something in Ruth opened up at that point as she realized here were people that accepted her as she was and understood what she had been and was going through. 

Here was family.



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BILLION DOLLAR SLAVES          Part III Interlewd Chapter 9   Slavery part 2

Ruth awoke when her arm met resistance from the chain locked to her wrist cuffs. She raised her head looking down her stretched out body. She could see the ankle cuffs chained to the thick board that made up the end of the bed. Beyond that she could see on the floor the curled up forms of the twins, wrapped around each other and still asleep. She turned her head and looked over the sleeping back of Master Rick where she could see the long dark thick hair of her sister slave, Master Rick's wife Donna. 

Ruth let her head settle back down on the bed thinking about the contract she had made with Master Rick. It was her choice that had got her naked, cuffed, and chained in the bed of a master of sadistic bondage. She smiled to herself as she thought over the last 36 hours. She had been stripped, whipped, fucked in every hole. She, who had only been seen nude by her ex husband had been thoroughly examined by Master Rick and a few hours later given to another man who had both checked her over from top to bottom and probed every intimate spot on her body.

What amazed her was the fact that it had all happened so quickly and that it had turned her on to the point she was getting wet just thinking of it. So wet in fact she could smell her secretions and feel the moisture beginning to seep from her spread pussy. She also realized if she wasn't released soon the bed was going to be a lot wetter.

No sooner had she had the thought then her bladder began to urgently demand her attention. Ruth didn't want to have to awaken Master Rick but soon it would be wake him or flood him. That thought didn't help as she began to giggle at the mental picture of her flood washing him out of the bed.

A hand trailed up her leg and pressed on her bloated pussy mound. Ruth's eyes popped open to see one of the twins standing over her with the keys to her cuff locks dangling from her fingers. Ruth mouthed the words "I got to go!" The twin began to rub Ruth's pussy lips aside and play with both her wet and gaping hole and her engorged and sensitive clit.

Ruth shook her head, mouthing "No, No!" The twin grinned and brought her wet fingers to Ruth's mouth. She jingled the keys when Ruth closed her mouth and Ruth opened up again. Then for the first time in her life she sucked her own juices from the girl's fingers.

Rubies smiled and unlocked the cuffs, watching Ruth quietly but quickly slip from the bed and almost run from the room. She walked into the bathroom as Ruth sat on the toilet and watched as the embarrassed woman let loose a heavy and seemingly endless stream of piss into the toilet. Once Ruth finished and cleaned up, Ruby led her out of the room and down to the kitchen.

"We all take turns fixin the breakfast. Today I will show you what's expected, den you and the young one will be doin the breakfast, tomorrow." Ruth nodded not exactly sure what the pecking order was in the house and between the slaves. 

They entered the kitchen to find Mia and Emma already beginning the prep work for the meal to come. Soon all four women had the breakfast fixings ready to cook once the Masters awoke. Ruth began by asking Mia about how things were done around the house, but soon all four were deep in discussion and both Ruth and Mia learned what was expected of them in addition to being (ready, willing and able) servants to their Masters,

Ruth learned Donna and Christy were the head slaves. This meant they had certain privileges the others did not, but they also had added responsibilities. They were able to order the rest around and theirs was the primary service to the masters, however it also meant if one of the others screwed up they got punished as well. 

Rick and Lisa demanded a clean house at all times but they weren't fanatics about it. Clean but lived in was Rick's way of putting it. Chores were divided amongst them all, Donna and Christy included. Donna most often chose to cook as that was her passion and until she had become Rick's slave she never had the time to learn how to cook really well. Now she was taking cooking classes and so did most of the dinner cooking. Christy it turned out had a cleaning fetish when it came to the clothes and toys so she did most of the laundry and sterilized all the toys after use. Most of the cleaning, vacuuming, and polishing was left to the twins. Mia mentioned how long polishing the damn oak doors to Rick's satisfaction took and the twins fell over in a fit of laughter. It turned out that was the only time the doors had ever been polished like that. It was Rick's way of seeing how earnest Mia had actually been. 

Outside work, the pool and gardens were handled by a service that Rick hired. 

The twins had several funny stories about the things the gardeners or pool people had stumbled upon. Some were secondhand from before when it was just Donna and some other slave Rick had. Some were recent. Some were about their island home and the contractors Rick had redoing the place.

Donna and Christy entered the kitchen with the master's breakfast orders and soon all six were busy making things ready and delivering them upstairs. They also prepared their breakfasts and ate before cleaning up the kitchen. Ruth wasn't used to kneeling on the floor to eat but the four were so busy talking she found her plate empty before she knew it.

The kitchen was cleaned and the dishes back in place long before Donna and Christy returned the masters breakfast trays. A few minutes later those too were washed, dried and put away.

Christy took Mia with her when she headed back up to Lisa's room and Ruth had some free time to wander the mansion. She checked out the library and entertainment rooms during the time spent recovering from her ordeal with her ex; now she explored the rest of the mansion. 

When Donna returned downstairs she had instructions from Master Rick and both women headed to the exercise room. Rick had designed a program for Ruth that would get her back into the shape she had been in her twenty's and Donna had her regular sessions to accomplish so both women were busy for the next hour and a half exercising.

Rick was in his office and one of the twins was in attendance should he require anything. The other twin was straightening beds and doing the daily cleaning. Ruth was uncomfortable at first, as she had never used half of the equipment Donna was showing her; and her discomfort increased when she saw Rick standing and watching her do leg lifts. She had never before realized how exposed a woman was in just doing normal things when she was doing them in the nude. 

Rick seemed to enjoy watching her spread and open cunt as she strained to push the weights through the reps Donna had demanded of her. Still later he stopped by as she was on the treadmill and watched her breasts jiggle and bounce as she ran.

Donna had just called an end to the days exercise when he stopped by the third time. He put them both through various slave positions, using Donna as the example and having Ruth match her. He explained what each position was called and what it was for in very graphic terms and Ruth found her self once again getting turned on by being exposed to the attentions of a male and open to his every whim. 

Rick placed himself in front of Ruth as she knelt at attention, opened his pants, and slid his half erect cock into her mouth. Ruth began to suck, doing her best to please her owner when he snapped his fingers and had Donna join her. Donna not only explained and demonstrated the art of cock sucking to Ruth but also taught her what to do when two slaves shared a cock and balls. 

While Ruth had sucked her ex's cock several times, she never had any instruction in how it should be done and she had certainly never thought about sucking a mans balls or licking the skin between his cock and anus. When Donna explained how a woman could fuck a man's or a woman's anus with her tongue it was almost too much for Ruth. This was so way beyond her experience.

Rick laughed and told her one step at a time. She would have plenty of time over the next year to become quite the sexpert and plenty of practice. He released both women and told them to get cleaned up. While they were leaving he called on the twin who was attending him and was busy fucking her face before the two women had reached the stairs.

Ruth found showering with another woman, or maybe it was just Donna, was fun and in itself slightly stimulating. She enjoyed shampooing Donna's long thick hair, tangling her fingers in the heavy wet and soapy strands. She loved when Donna massaged her scalp as she returned the favor and washed Ruth's shorter brown curls. She started when Donna began soaping her body down with a loofa and a body wash, but she soon found herself relaxing to Donna's messaging fingers. 

Washing Donna was an experience in itself and Ruth couldn't help but marvel at Donna's elongated nipples and piercings. She damn near drowned while checking out the grommets lining both sides of her pussy lips, Ruth examined her clit ring and the spur attached. She wondered at the pain it must cause with its sharp points pressing against the sensitive hood of Donna's clit. Donna reached down and spread her bare lower lips showing Ruth the bar that had been placed through her clit. The woman's eyes grew wide with shock as she realized Donna had a ring between her vagina and her anus. It was a heavy stainless steel ring permanently welded closed. Donna explained all the body modifications that had been done including the removal of three ribs and the stretching of her tits and nipples every day for 2 years to make them as large as possible.

"Why would you let someone do that to you?" Ruth didn't understand how anyone would allow that kind of daily torture. 

"Because He wanted it and I am his slave. I agreed to be his and gave him complete control of my life. The reasons why are not important. What is important is that this body pleases him and is his to alter as he chooses." Donna paused. "Let me ask you a question. Why did you choose to let Rick torture you and then let a stranger play with your naked body as if you were a sex doll?

Ruth stood in the shower, water dripping from her body and thought about what Donna had asked and why she really consented to Rick's sadistic attentions. She couldn't seem to put her answer in words. She knew why she had signed the contract and she knew how it made her feel but she was confused about how she could justify it in her own mind and yet be aghast at what was done to Donna.

She drew in a sharp breath as Donna's strong fingers gripped her right nipple, squeezed and twisted. Donna's other hand spread Ruth's pussy lips and rubbed her clit. Ruth was frozen in place, pain, and pleasure fighting for dominance in her body. Donna slammed her up against the tile wall, the shock of the cold tile adding to the sensory overload as her fingers pressed into Ruth's cunt and began fucking her like a short wide cock. Donna's grip on her nipple grew harder as she lifted Ruth's tit up and away from her body, stretching the flesh and sending waves of pain through the pinned woman's body.

Donna bent down and bit Ruth's other nipple just as Ruth started cumming. She screamed from the pain and then her voice dropped into a moan as her knees gave out and she ended up sitting naked and spent on the floor of the shower. Donna gave her no time to recover. She grabbed the woman's wet hair and shoved her face into her own pussy. Donna humped Ruth's face, thrusting her cunt and clit against Ruth's mouth. Ruth began to kiss, lick, and suck at Donna's clit. She used her teeth to press the spur of Donna's clit ring down hard on the throbbing nub. Donna screamed out her own orgasm and flooded Ruth's face with her fluids. Ruth licked and probed the wet and tasty pink flesh, licking it clean. 

Donna released Ruth's hair and slid down across from her. Both women spent several minutes recovering from the experience. As they helped each other up Ruth remarked that now, they needed a shower to recover from their shower. Donna laughed and turned the water back on.

Neither woman was laughing twenty minutes later. Ruth had forgotten the clause in her contract about having orgasms without permission. Donna had no such excuse. Master Rick having watched both women in the shower make each other cum, had gone up and captured the still dripping ladies, marched them through the house and out to the dungeon.

He placed them face to face straddling a length of copper pipe, tied both women's arms behind their backs in leather sleeves, then clamped clover clamps on their nipples, criss-crossing them so that Donna's right nipple was attached to Ruth's and the same on the left. 

He placed a leather harness mask on each of the women with ring gags then inserted a large dual ended dildo into the mouths of each, stretching between the two. Next he tied the sleeves to the columns, pulling the bound women's arm up behind their backs so that both had to remain bent over. Now he adjusted the copper pole until each woman would have to stand on their tip toes to keep their cunt lips clear of the copper bar.

He explained the punishment, remain clear of the bar and no pussy shock, drop down on the bar and voltage would leap to the wet and tender pussy. Rick switched on the current and got immediate reactions from both women as sparks leap across. They jumped which only pulled the clover clamps tight and punished both for moving.

Rick sat in a comfy chair to watch the punishment unfold. The women after a little experimentation found if they stayed on their toes and didn't jump away from each other they could keep delicate parts from being shocked and by keeping close to each other they could keep the clover clamps from pulling too tight. 

What they didn't count on and Rick certainly did was the muscle fatigue that was beginning to build in their calf's and ankles as well as the strain on their toes. Rick sat stroking himself as the women would try to ease the torturous position and either bump the bar and get shocked or would pull away from their bound buddy and have their nipples stretched painfully.

It wasn't more then five minutes before both women were dripping sweat from the strain and drooling around the dildo in their mouths, Grunts and groans with occasional screams as a pussy got too close to the bar were the only sounds in the room.

Rick approached the women and hung a set of weights on each clover clamp chain. The weighs stretched the tits and nipples painfully, which was part of the plan. The second half of the plan was that the weighs now hung on either side of the copper bar swaying with each movement the women made. 

Rick returned to his chair and soon was rewarded by Ruth trying to adjust the strain on her back and shoulder muscles causing the swaying weights to make contact. The shock to the tits caused both women to jump and of course lose their footing and so come into contact, bar to pussy, which caused them to adjust and again sway the weights into the bar.

Rick kept this going until he could see by the trembling of Ruth's leg muscles she was about to collapse. He shut off the currant and waited. Seconds later Ruth's legs gave way and her pussy landed on the bar. She hung there held in place by the bar between her legs and the rope connecting her sleeve. Donna was dragged forward by the clover clamps and the face mask as her legs also gave out. 

Rick had already used the intercom to summon the twins to help him with the next part of his planned punishment. The two women were secured to a Saint Andrews cross, one on each side. Rick gave them some water after removing the harnesses and then ball gagged them both. He ordered the twins to service the women while he sat back and watched. Soon the naked and spread eagled women were squirming under the careful and skilful ministrations of the two dark skinned slaves.

Rick waited until he could see both women approaching orgasm before he reminded them they were not to cum without permission or they would once again be punished. He then ordered the twins to make his slaves cum or they would take the older women's places on the shock bar.

Mistress Lisa walked in with her two slaves at that very moment. She instantly knew what Master Rick was up to and added her own variation. She ordered Christy and Mia to service the two island girls and make them cum or replace them on the shock bar. Lisa pulled up a chair next to Master Rick and sat to watch and see who would win and who would cum and lose.

Lisa was enjoying the contrasts, two older women secured to crosses their legs open and pussies helpless against the lips, tongues and teeth of two younger, naked and very dark skinned beauties who had their arms wrapped around the older women's legs and whose busy fingers were playing and stimulating the cunts and assholes of their helpless victims. Laying on the floor between the kneeling legs of the island girls two very white girls with very pink tongues licking and sucking at clits, cunts, and assholes while burying long white fingers into wet pink holes, trying to make them lose their concentration. 

The very air smelled of sex and cum and sweat and was making Lisa horny. She noticed Rick's boner indicating he was feeling the same way. Lisa reached over and began to stroke his dick gently, long slow strokes. Rick smiled and returned the favor pushing aside Lisa's shorts and wetting his finger he began to circle her clit.

Ruth wasn't sure if she was in heaven or hell. Her nipples screamed from the clips that had indented them, her pussy couldn't make up its mind; was it in pain from the electric shocks or was it in a state of bliss from the hot wet tongue that kept pressing and slipping around it and into and out of her sopping wet cunt? The finger that kept driving in and out of her asshole was a combination of pain and pleasure that was setting her brown ring on fire.

Ruth opened her eyes for the first time in many minutes to a sight she would never have imagined only a few short days ago. The exotic black girl with her face deep in Ruth's pussy, sweat gleaming down her naked back as she knelt in front of Ruth, had a naked female's stomach, legs and bare and shaved pussy sticking out from beneath her. Ruth realized it was Mia, her youngest daughter when she saw Rick sporting a huge hard cock that was being stroked and occasionally licked by Lisa, Mia's mistress; whose own bare lips were being fingered as she watched the scene in front of her.  

Ruth closed her eyes, concentrating on not getting aroused. She thought about the pain of the shock bar lighting her poor inner thighs and abused vagina afire. She thought about the pain in her crushed and stretched nipples and the shock as the electricity flashed through them. It was then that she realized that a bad as the pain had been and as humiliating as being in that position on display for Rick's amusement it was also true she had almost cum each time her wet nether lips had hit the bar. 

Even now she could feel that all too familiar warmth and quaking that would soon lead to a major earthquake in her lower body as she came. 

Emma was enjoying herself, her face mashed against Donna's pink and wet lower lips. Her tongue seeking out that hard bud to suck on and taste, then dipping into her soaking pussy for the sweet/sour liquid that she used to slick the clit as she flicked and sucked at it. She drove her large middle finger repeatedly into Donna's tight asshole, stretching and pulling at the muscles in her ass as they got all loose and fluid.




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Then to really make her day the big titted blond was down between her own legs and using her wet pink tongue on Emma's own clit and drilling into Emma's pussy for her fluids. Then she felt Christy's seemingly rock hard tongue lick its way between her cunt and her anus to begin drilling into Emma's very own dark hole. Christy's arm squirmed between Emma's thigh and her own body and her questing fingers were soon pulling and stretching Emma's nipples. 

Suddenly Christy began to use her teeth to clasp and scrape Emma's clit, adding that burst of pain and stimulation that took Emma over the edge and she launched into a hard and noisy climax.  

Mia was not doing as well as her sister for Ruby, determined to win, had clamped her legs on Mia and the smaller and lighter girl couldn't even reach her pussy despite her best efforts. 

Ruth lost her battle moments after Emma and the quake she had been trying to avoid became an 8.5 on her personnel Richter scale. She came screaming.

Master Ricks own quake announced his impending explosion and Lisa dropped to her knees enveloping his member in her warm and wet mouth, swallowing wave after wave of her one and only master's cum. 

Once everyone had collapsed and taken a few minutes to recover, Master Rick announced the winners, Donna, Christy and Ruby and the losers Ruth, Mia, and Emma. He postponed the punishment until the next morning as he had gauged that his two new slaves weren't up to another session that day. 

The rest of the day was spent doing the usual things, cooking, eating, playing in the sun and at the pool, dinner, and watching tv. Ruth was once again amazed at how normal and domestic it all seemed, except that most of the women were nude. Even that took on an air of normality, after awhile you just didn't notice unless something brought your attention to it. 

Ruth was lying on the soft carpet, next to Mia, watching a home makeover show. Donna was sitting up against the recliner, her head resting against Rick's leg while his hand absently stroked her hair. Her oldest daughter was laying curled up on a sofa her head in Lisa's lap. 

The twins had no interest in the show and were in another part of the room playing some sort of video game. Ruth would occasionally see them slapping each other when one or the other scored a point. 

Ruth made a mental note to ask Master Rick about having her house rebuilt and sold. She really didn't believe she could ever go back there. Once her year was up, she would have to find a smaller place anyway as her kids were grown and gone and there was no need for such a big place. 

There were always small reminders of the women's status. Rick or Lisa would pick one of the women and send them off for drinks or snacks. Only the masters sat in chairs, unless invited, slaves sat or reclined on the floor. They had to request permission to leave the room to use the bathroom facilities. They could at any time, feel a hand exploring their bodies or the sting of a riding crop or small single tailed whip that Rick wore on his belt around the house. 

Ruth also noticed that Master Rick would spend a few minutes, at least every couple of hours, playing with each of the women in turn. Just some strokes to a breast, maybe a twist of a nipple or a probing finger inserted for a few slow strokes, just enough, Ruth was beginning to find, to insure that she was in a constant state of... Not quite arousal, but constantly aware she was a naked sex slave and might be used at any time. 

She was both shocked and amused at her reactions, not only to her own status but also in watching her daughters. To see Mia get called to Rick's side and his fingers slip into her youngest daughters open holes, to see Mia react as the Master stimulated her young body was disturbing in ways Ruth had yet to process. It also brought a bit of jealousy and competitiveness into the relations between her and her children. 

The first time Ruth had been called to his chair, she was quite nervous. Yes, she had been naked in front of all these people before and yes, her kids had been part of the punishment scene earlier today, but to stand exposed as a man felt her up and played with her in front of them was still unnervingly new to Ruth. 

Rick inspected her, had her turn and bend over and spread, as he made sure there was no damage from the session. The one small burn Ruth had acquired on the inside of her cunt lip had been washed and coated with an antiseptic cream. Satisfied that his new toy wasn't damaged, he played with her for several minutes, just enough to get her juices flowing.

Ruth returned to her spot on the floor next to Mia only to find Mia was now in Lisa's lap and Christy was watching a clothing program with rapt attention. Lisa called over to Ruth. "That's the one thing I just can't break your daughter of. Put a clothing show on and she's useless for anything else until it's over."

Ruth laughed. "She was never a clothes horse before. You must be teaching her bad habits. Though how one becomes a fashionista when we never seem to wear clothes is beyond me." 

"You just haven't been around this bunch long enough. When they hit the town it's got to be in the latest and greatest." Rick laughed.

Lisa looked over at Rick. "You don't seem to complain when we go out making {you} look like the new Hugh Hefner."

"God, no!" Rick exclaimed. "I would never. I love escorting the hottest slaves in the city knowing your all mine."

Lisa sat back a satisfied smile spread across her face. 

Early the next morning, before even the usual breakfast time Donna escorted Emma, Mia, and Ruth out to the pool area. She cuffed each of the women between a set of columns and inserted a ball gag in their mouths. She went into the dungeon, returning with a waist harness and vibrators for each of them. These she oiled and inserted into both their vaginas and anuses. With a kiss for each she turned on the powerful little devices and returned to the house.

Ruth glanced at her two companions, her daughter, and her sister slave. It was the most erotic scene she had ever seen. Naked and bound women, chained to columns, outdoors in the cool morning air. All their nipples were rock hard from the temperature, their legs were spread apart and fastened to the white stones, while their holes were filled with long hard vibrating devices and drool was beginning to edge past the rubber balls filling their mouths.

Ruth was fighting to control the feelings building in her body. She had been punished twice now for cumming without permission and she was damned if it would happen again. Somehow she would keep herself from getting to the point of no return. 

How long she stood there she didn't know but she watched the shadows retreat across the yard as the sun climbed higher. She could hear Mia's stuttered breathing and knew she was having the same problem holding off her climax as her mother was. Emma was using a different tactic; she was fighting the chains and screaming behind her gag. 

The sun rose until the women were just barely in the shadow of the house and it was getting much warmer. Emma had worn herself out, she hung in her chains, drool dripping on those huge hanging breasts glittered from the light as the sun reached her.

Ruth heard them long before they came around the house and into the pool area, but gagged and chained there was nothing to do but watch as the pool maintence men came in to view carrying their tools.

Jose had worked for the pool company for 5 years and had seen everything. The company worked for a lot of rich people and discretion was everything in this business. Talk about one client and you would be doing pool cleaning in track homes for minimum wage in no time flat. His new partner Ken was a white kid who would probably only do this work for a couple of years during school breaks before going off to become a lawyer or something.

Jose knew these clients were strange and had warned Ken, a couple of years ago he had been heading for the pool when he saw both the ladies of the house, staked out on the lawn bare ass naked. Mr. Tyler had just smiled and slipped Jose a c-note before heading back over to the bound women. 

So to come upon three naked and gagged women chained to the house supports was no big surprise for Jose. He just shrugged and began putting together his tools. Ken however walked over to the ladies and began examining them very closely. 

"Are you ok?" Ken was standing in front of Ruth, staring at her naked body. She nodded her head. "Do you want me to get you loose or call the cops or something?" he was stammering the poor boy. Ruth just shook her head. 

Ken moved over to Emma staring at those magnificent tits. " You ok, Maam?" Emma just glared at the boy and nodded her head. Ken backed up a step under her angry glare. He moved over to Mia. " Maam?" Mia lifted her head and Ken's face underwent a transformation. "Mia?" 

It's hard to smile around a ball gag and even harder to blush. Mia did both. "Mia, what the fuck? Are you ok?" Mia nodded. 

Jose came over. "Hey man, you're paid to clean the pool not mess with the clients."

"But I know this girl. We had classes together at collage." Ken protested. "She's not supposed to be here. Not like this, man!"

Jose looked at the pretty girl, chained up and the sun starting to gleam off her naked body. "Maam is this where you want to be?" Mia nodded an emphatic yes. 

"You saw her, amigo. Let's get back to work." Jose pulled on Ken's arm leading away and back to the pool. The too men worked on cleaning the pool but both spent as much time staring at the three women as they did their work. 

Donna came out to the pool and walked over to talk to the two pool men, Jose seemed to take everything in stride but the younger man couldn't take his eyes of Donna's tits. He kept gesturing towards Mia although Ruth couldn't hear what was being said she got the gist. Ken was trying to be a knight in shining pool shorts and get princess Mia released from the dragon.

Finally Donna signaled the house and Master Rick came walking out. He told Donna to release all three and take them in the house, then he continued to walk over to Jose and Ken. Rick collected the two men and walked them away from the house as Donna released the women. 

Fifteen minutes later he called up to the house on the intercom and had Mia go back out to the pool. Lisa had everyone dressed and sitting in the entertainment room when Rick and Mia came in from the pool area. 

Rick went and poured a drink. "It's ok. Mia was able to convince our young hero that she didn't need or want rescuing. I've told Jose I don't want him back here and made damn sure I slipped Jose a nice bonus." Rick took a sip of his drink. "Everyone take the rest of the day off. Lisa with me." Rick turned and went into his office and Lisa followed immediately behind. 

The next day Lisa, Christy, Mia and the twins returned to their island home after less than three months, while Rick, Donna and Ruth closed up the mansion and finalized all the paperwork necessary to get Ruth's house rebuilt and sold. 

It required nearly a week before they could get away from all the legal crap and on their way west to San Francisco.



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I hope you all enjoy the final chapter of "Interlewd." I had hoped to move the story to Europe, but it seems to have a mind of its own and I need more research time before I'm ready to write about those locations.

Your votes and comments are appreciated and helpful so please feel free. Or e-mail me for a personal reply.

Enjoy

Dom Woolf

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Part III Interlewd Chapter 10

The road home

Rick had several reasons for stopping in San Francisco before heading back to the islands. First off he just plain liked a city were sexuality was celebrated not condemned. He was also well connected and well known to many of the bondage groups around the city. His favorite toy and dress makers made their home here and finally where else could you find an annual street fair that the city blocked off several blocks as an anything goes area and just let it run?

Rick had already rented a furnished loft (at a ridiculous price) one block off the area of the fair. He didn't mention the fair to either Donna or Ruth and for the next couple of days before the fair he would keep them from seeing any of the prep work or signs advertising it. 

He took them around to vanilla attractions like the piers and restaurants, out to see the famous island prison and other touristy sights. He took them both to several high end malls and spent a ton of money on designer cloths. Ruth had never had such pricy things in her life and was astounded by the costs of things like jeans and simple blouses.

Rick of course enjoyed making the women show off in very daring and sexy outfits while he and others in the stores watched. He managed to "accidently" expose the women as he adjusted their clothing and Ruth had a hard time remembering the fact that as a slave her body was his to show off if he chose.

Rick had bought a gym membership for all three and every morning would take the women and put them through a strict exercise program. Ruth could tell it was paying off as her weight dropped and her muscles got firmer. She hadn't realized how out of condition she had gotten until she began to try to reach Rick's standards. She also found that the gym was another way for Rick to show off his slaves, not only by the condition they were in (Donna was fantastic and Ruth knew she had a long way to go) but by the one size too small and very thin white outfits he had them wear. Outfits, that as they exercised and sweated became even more translucent. Many times Ruth noticed men in the gym watching and commenting to their friends as she and Donna worked out. They would pick the machines that gave them the best view of the women's private parts that were almost on display as they did leg presses or curls and of course the favorite no bra treadmill runs.

Donna with her body mods and piercings got the most attention, but Ruth began to notice she got her share. Rick was always there, watching, accidentally touching or making a whispered comment at just the right time to make Ruth blush from head to toe. The almost constant under currant of sex kept Ruth moist and excited as Rick no doubt intended.

The morning of the fair, Rick laid out leather thong panties and a very small leather bikini top for each of the women. He also added leather cuffs and collars and small rubber ball gags. Once the women were dressed to his satisfaction with full makeup and hair tied in neat ponytails, he brought out custom made thigh high boots with four inch heels. These he fastened on and cinched the straps and buckles tight. 

Ruth walked around the loft several times noticing hers had a wider heel making it easier for her to walk without balance problems, while Donna who was experienced at the high heeled boot, had very narrow spiked heels at least six inches tall. 

Rick snapped leashes on the two slaves collars and led them from the loft and down into the street. Ruth had never worn such revealing clothes in public and felt like every person they passed thought she was a prostitute. 

When the reached the edge of the fair and Rick donated some funds to the nuns running the barrier (Ruth was wide eyed at the sight of men dressed as sexually explicit nuns) he turned Ruth around and locked her wrist cuffs together behind her back. Rick then removed her bikini top and placed it in his pocket. He did the same for Donna before leading them down the street on their leashes. 

Ruth was completely shocked, so much so she didn't at first notice that she was not the only semi naked person on the street. She was close to naked on a public street with no way to cover up or even protest. People were walking past and staring at her naked breasts. 

Actually, she found out later that many were admiring her entire outfit and look as a slave. 

Ruth blushed from head to toe and had to be jerked by the leash several times as she would just stop or try to turn away from people as they walked past. Ruth began to recover when she started to notice other women and men wearing outfits much like hers, baring breasts and asses and even the occasional cock or pussy. Women dressed as ponies with tails stuck out their assholes, wearing harnesses and bits and blinders. Some pulling carts. Men in head to toe leather or latex with cutouts for their cocks and asses and nipple clamped breasts.

Ruth was just beginning to relax when they passed two cops and Rick stopped! While he was talking to one of the officers, the other a black cop came over and checked out Ruth and Donna. He lifted one of Donna's breasts and closely examined her extended nipples and her heavy gauge piercings. He walked around Ruth and bent to look at her leather cuffs.

"Hey, buddy!" The officer caught Ruth by the upper arm and marched her over to Rick. "One of these cuffs is on too tight, you're cutting off her circulation." Rick checked the cuff and immediately loosened it.

"Thank you, officer. I should have caught that." 

"No problem, sir. We want everyone to have a good time and be safe. Have a fun day."

The two patrolmen headed on down the sidewalk and Ruth nearly fainted. Her whole world was upside down and beyond her understanding. Rick noticed and led his ladies into a restaurant. Once seated, he removed her gag and then did the same for Donna, setting the gags on the table and handing each woman a glass of cold juice.

"Welcome to the Folsom Street Fair." Rick explained that by noon there would be over 300,000 people in the eight block area. 

"Oh My God!" Ruth was unable to even imagine 300,000 people, let alone think that she would be on exhibit as a slave to them. Rick smiled. 

Ruth was so nervous she could hardly eat and all too soon Rick was fastening her gag back in place and rehooking her cuffs. He led them out into a street gone mad with people of every description. 

She saw men in chaps and nothing else, hippies, pony girls, lesbian couples walking arm in arm with the fem side of the two more often than not, topless or in just a bra. Gay males hand in hand, masters or mistresses with both male and female slaves in tow. She also noticed many just average people and even some families with kids. 

Then she began to notice the booths Rick was stopping at filled with period clothes or corsets or leather outfits. Booths selling porno DVD's or sex toys or bondage gear and equipment. There were booths where you could get tattooed or pierced or messaged and booths selling food or drinks or beer. 

Then there were the exhibitions going on. Rotating bands and dancing girls in cages lifted by crane high over the crowd. Bondage demos, pony demos (human ponies), street mimes, and acrobats. 

It was almost too much for Ruth to take in. She had long ago forgotten that she was almost naked, bound and gagged and being lead around on a leash. Even when Rick stopped at a booth and ordered her and Donna to assume the attention position, Ruth merely dropped to her knees and continued to look around.

She watched as a group of men masturbated each other, in public and actually posing for tourists to take pictures. That not only got her attention but also yanked her mind back to the fact that she was half naked. She looked around just in time to see several people taking pics or filming movies of her and Donna and realized that this must have been going on the whole time.

Ruth blushed bright red and someone laughed and took even more pictures. It required everything she had to remain in the position Rick had placed her in and not jump up and run away. Rick called to them both and brought them into the booth, where he introduced Ruth to his corset maker Madame Ducas.

The old dyke walked around Ruth twice before pulling out a measuring tape. 

"Only to you, you cow lover, could a woman with size 38 c breasts be considered to have tiny tits." The old dyke lifted Ruth's boob in her dry and wrinkled hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Natural of course; as if you'd collar one of those plastic titted barbies." She measured Ruth's waist and hips, under her breasts and across them, then she wrapped Ruth's breast with the tape and pulled it tight. 

"Now your not going to remove her ribs too, are you? You ruined some of my best work before you got anything out of it the last time!" She glanced over at Donna. "Hello my dear. I see you're staying at the measurements he set."

When Rick could finally get a word in he assured the Madame that Ruth's ribs would not be altered. They discussed what he was trying to accomplish with Ruth and the exercise and what he wanted the corset to do. All the time they spent discussing not only Ruth, but also the other women and what updated clothes they would need, the old dyke spent playing with Ruth's tits. 

Ruth felt totally humiliated as people walked by or into and out of the booth and watched the old bitch fondle and caress her body.

"You bring them by in a couple of weeks to my shop?"

"Not this time, Madame. I'm afraid I'll have to have you ship them to me."

"Ahh to bad. The boys will be disappointed; they were looking forward to fucking your slaves again."

Rick collected his girls and headed back out into the fair. They watched a few demos and wandered through a couple of shops, before Rick headed them back to a booth he had gone into earlier. Once there he took Ruth into the booth leaving Donna chained to a post outside.

Ruth eyed the myriad devices displayed everywhere she looked. Some she knew and others she understood but some of the items being shown were completely beyond anything she could imagine. Rick selected several toys which he placed on the counter and then picked up a small machine with tubes leading out of it, he asked the woman running the booth if they had cups in various sizes and smaller tubes in various lengths. 

The women assured him that they had every size he could need or could make specialty parts to order. She looked at Ruth and asked if he would like to try out the device before he bought it. Rick grinned and moments later the machine hummed to life. The women attached the hose to a set of cups, placing it over Ruth's tit; it sucked Ruth's nipple into a small tube like cup and then her entire breast into a larger bell shaped cup.

The sales woman gloated. "That's the great thing about our new model, you can attach both nipple and tit cup with one move." She placed the other double cup on Ruth's bare tit. The smaller cup sucked the nipple and the larger cup sucked the breast meat into the cup filling it rapidly. Ruth groaned from the sensations the vacuuming of her flesh caused. It felt as if her breasts were being pulled from her chest. 

Rick took a third medium sized cup from the pile and attached it to the tubes. He reached down and pulled the bikini bottom tie loose. The leather bikini dropped to the floor of the shop as Rick worked the cup under Ruth's pussy lips and placed the cup firmly against her clit. Ruth's knees buckled as her clit was forcibly extended and filled the cup. Rick held her up until she recovered enough to stand on her own. He took the machine hooked it on a belt and locked the belt on Ruth's waist. He picked up her bikini bottom and placed it in his pocket then turned and paid the woman for all the items.

He took the bag and tied it to Ruth's arm cuffs, picked up her leash and led the now naked woman, her extended tits, and clit on full display, from the booth and back out into the crowded street. 

The remainder of the afternoon was a blur in Ruth's mind, she remembered being shown off to various people interested in the vacuum cups on her tits and pussy, she remembered the agony when Rick in full view of a crowd that watched with great interest released the cups and pulled them free from Ruth's body. The blood rushed back into her purple/blue tits and pussy and Ruth lost consciousness.

Rick picked up his unconscious slave and carried her into a booth out of the sun. The people there helped him lay her down on a makeshift bed of packing boxes covered with a blanket and gave him some bottled water to give Ruth. Several minutes later she awoke, feeling a little nauseous, Rick gave her plenty of time to drink the water and recover. He called for a cab and had it meet them at the barrier. He took his girls back to their loft and put Ruth in bed with orders to sleep.

She woke up on the bed, back in the loft, her tits and pussy still very pink and still swollen. Had she really been naked in front of an entire crowd of people? Looking down at her naked and marked body she decided it hadn't been a dream. Strangers had seen every part of her body and watched as her master had tortured her. Touching her breasts she found they were both very sensitive when she started to move from the bed, every sway of her boobs or brush of her body against her clit flashed heightened sensation throughout her body. Peeing was an agony she could never have believed before she did it and her scream brought Rick and Donna running. 

"Sleeping Beauty awakes." Rick smiled down at her. "Or should that be screaming beauty?"

"Damn, my tits and pussy are so sensitive just looking at them hurts, you sadistic bastard of a master." Ruth bent over the toilet; she groaned and moaned, while glancing up at Rick through her hair. 

Rick and Donna could clearly see the smile on Ruth's face as she way overdid the theatrics. Both burst out laughing, which sent Ruth into a fit of giggles.

"Ok, drama queen. If your majesty is quite through we have a late supper on and we might have even left you a bone or two to gnaw on."

"Oh My God!!! Food!" Ruth was ready in a flash and the three went to the living room where a takeout Chinese feast was laid out on the coffee table. It was quite a while before anyone spoke more than to ask for food to be passed.

"About today," Ruth began. "I have never been so humiliated, exposed, embarrassed, naked and totally turned on as I was today. I often dreamed of being naked in a crowd of people but to actually experience it, let people stare and photograph and play with my naked body. To know I had no choice at all. I ... wow." She trailed off and just sat staring off into her memories. 

Rich picked up a jumbo shrimp, swirled it in sweet and sour sauce and began do draw swirls on Ruth's nipple. He bent down and sucked her nipple into his mouth, then used his tongue to lick the rest of the sauce off her tit. 

He motioned to Donna to do the same with Ruth's other tit. Ruth leaned back on her elbows enjoying the intense sensations coming from her overly sensitized breasts. Rick poured more sauce over both her tits and trailed it down her body and between her legs. He pressed Donna's face into one tit as her licked and sucked on the other. He let his finger trail down and begin rubbing Ruth swollen clit. Ruth melted flat on the floor as Rick followed the trail down her body and began sucking her well defined clit. 

It wasn't long before Ruth was gasping for air and trembling on the verge of an orgasm. Rick tapped Donna on the small of her naked back, signaling her to take the prepared chopsticks and put his plan into operation. Donna picked up the sticks tied together at each end with rubber bands and spread them apart. She maneuvered the sticks over the nipple she had been sucking and let it snap together, trapping the nipple. 

Ruth's scream was silenced by Donna's lips kissing her hard. Donna continued to kiss and suck at Ruth's pretty lips as she spread the second set of chopsticks. Ruth's body almost bucked Donna off as the second set snapped into place. Rick snapped the third set, wrapped much tighter onto Ruth's swollen clit, holding her lower body in place as he did so. Rick was a big man but Ruth's involuntary convulsion as the pain racked her body almost tossed him off. 

Once she settled down Rick positioned himself between her legs and began using his cock to play with her pussy lips and press against the chopsticks clamped on her clit. Donna continued kissing and nuzzling the pain racked woman's face and neck, while twisting the sticks crushing her nipples. Ruth hand her fingers intertwined in Donna's long hair, forcing Donna's lips down on her as her tongue probed its way deep in Donna's mouth. 

Rick began pressing into Ruth's spread pussy, using the bright red sauce as a lube. Inch by inch he pushed in until he hit her cervix. He began pumping his dick into and out of Ruth slowly and deeply on each stroke. 

The way Rick had positioned the chopsticks across Ruth's cunt, every time she began to lift her legs; she ended up pressing against the sticks and pulling her own clit painfully. Yet Rick noticed she kept trying almost rhythmically to bring her knees up. He began to slam himself into Ruth harder and as deep as he could, enjoying the sounds of pain and pleasure the various torments and sex play were causing.

Ruth couldn't believe the amount of pain some simple sticks could cause. She realized that her breasts, nipples and clit had been sensitized earlier by the vacuum pump, but the crushing of the sticks and the twisting of her flesh as the sticks were spun, pressed and moved was like lighting a fire across her breasts and slicing her clit with lightening.

The hard cock slamming in and out of her was rebuilding the orgasm that had been terminated by the snap of the chopsticks. The pain and pleasure were once again warring for control of her body and Ruth was caught in the middle of the steadily increasing storm. Her breath was coming in gasps and tremors were tightening every muscle in her body.

Rick watched Ruth's body reactions and just before she would have anyway he growled, "Cum, slave. Cum for me." 

When Rick growled his order to Ruth, Donna as previously instructed yanked the chopsticks from both of Ruth's nipples. 

His command triggered the reaction that had been building and Ruth convulsed as her body slammed through orgasm after orgasm, wave after wave. Somehow the intense pain of the clamped nipples being released just added to the tidal wave of sexual release. 

Ruth finally dropped as every muscle relaxed all at once and tried to regain some control over her rapidly panting breathing.

Rick pulled his cock from her cunt, shifted to one side and rammed his wet and cum soaked cock into Donna's cunt. Donna still being held in a death grip by her hair managed a small scream as the cock slammed into her unprepared pussy. Ruth reached up and grabbed Donna's left tit ring with her index finger and twisted. She pulled Donna's face down and kissed her hard as Rick swatted her ass with each stroke of his cock. 

Donna could feel herself opening up and getting wetter with each stroke, each swat, and each twist of her tortured nipple. Ruth released her hair, only to grab her other ring and twist. Rick saw Ruth release his wife's hair so he took the opportunity to wrap his arm and wrist in the long black silk and pull. Donna's back arched allowing Rick's cock a better angle of attack and he was able to go even deeper into her cunt. 




Billion Dollar Slaves 03 Ch. 10



With Ruth twisting and sucking on her breasts and Ricks pulling her hair while fucking her, Donna's cunt began to spasm and when Rick reached down to spin her clit spur and trigger her by ordering her to cum, she lost the last bit of control she had and spurted pussy juice as she came. 

Rick dropped Donna across Ruth, popping out of her wet hole and stood over the women stroking his slick and shiny cock. Moments later he reached his peak and shot load after sticky load of cum over both women. 

Rick sat back down on the sofa mentally taking a snapshot of the scene. The two naked women sprawled across each other covered in reddish orange sweet and sour sauce, grey and white cum and slick wet and shiny pussy juice. Hair tangled and tossed covering both women, red marks on white skin where they had been scratched during the session. Donna's elongated nipple was peaking out from under her, almost lying on Ruth's still pink and swollen tit. 

Donna's swat pinked ass next to Ruth's wet slicked open pussy.Where the chopsticks on her clit had gone was anyones guess. Rick snagged his camera phone and took several pictures. "I think it's time for a group shower."

Ruth raised her head, looking up at Rick past his still hard, sauce, juice and cum covered cock. She looked over her and Donna's food and cum covered bodies. "Yes, Master."