The Trafficker
mc; Mg; Mdom; mast; oral; inc
Lily watched from the porch curiously as the movers took box after box into the neighbor’s house. She had seen the man arrive that morning, and wondered what the big fuss was. He looked like any other adult, kinda okay handsome for being so old. She guessed he was probably in his mid thirties, which was ancient. But the nondescript brown cardboard boxes that the movers were taking into the house looked just like the boxes anyone might have when moving. She didn’t see anything that looked evil or criminal, nor did she see any thugs or mobsters lingering around like in the movies. It all just looked… normal.
Sure, some of the furniture had looked weird, a lot of it was covered in tarps though, so she guessed that was to be expected. At one point two movers finagled what looked like a tetherball pole on a big hexagonal base into the house, which Lily found kind of weird. The last thing the movers pushed out of the truck was a four foot square crate, which was certainly odd, as it had air holes punched into the top. They took it inside like everything else, and once done the movers got back into their truck and drove off.
Lily sighed and went back inside to make herself a sandwich as a snack. Summers were especially boring for her, as both her parents worked full time, and she spent most the week home alone, prohibited from going to see friends, or let anyone into the house. She guessed it was better than being forced to stay at a daycare or have a babysitter, she was ten now, way too old for that kind of thing. Still, it got really, really boring.
It wasn’t until the next morning, when Lily saw her neighbor out mowing his lawn that she stepped out of the house and over to the wood slat fence between the two yards, leaning against it as she watched him.
He noticed and turned off the mower, walking over, patting his hands off on his jeans, “Hello there, young lady.”
Lily decided to be blunt, “You don’t look evil.”
The man stopped, then chuckled, “Evil?”
“Yeah. My parents said I was supposed to stay away from you because you were a trafficker, and traffickers are evil.” Lily explained.
He stepped to within a couple feet of the fence and put his hands on his hips, “Did your parents say ‘Human’ Trafficker per chance?”
Lily nodded, “Yeah, that was it… they wouldn’t say what that was though. What… do you get a lot of speeding tickets?”
He laughed again and shook his head, “No, no… nothing of the sort. Everything I do is perfectly legal. I trade in slaves.”
Lily frowned and narrowed her eyes, “Oh… You sell people.”
He nodded, “But only ones who want to be slaves.”
Lily had seen the shows proclaiming the horrors of sweatshop workers farm laborers, “Why would anyone want to spend their life forced to do something?”
The man smiled and took a step closer to lean against the fence a pace away from her, leaning sideways to look over the fence at what of her was hidden, “Well… what do you want to do when you grow up?”
Lily shrugged, shifting to face him more as well, her hands fidgeting at the short legs of her summer shorts, “I don’t know…” she admitted honestly.
He nodded and asked, “What do your parents do?”
Lily answered, “Dad’s a manager at a factory, and Mom’s a legal assistant.”
“And how long do they spend working each day, doing the same thing, over and over… do you think they would rather do that… or stay at home with you, watch movies and play?” he asked her simply. Before she could answer he stated, “We are all slaves of a sort. We are all forced to do things we don’t want to do. Slaves don’t have the choice to quit, and don’t get paid, but they know what their job is, and don’t have to worry about being fired or not making enough to feed their families.” he smiled, “And honestly, some people just like being told what to do.”
Lily frowned, “I hate being told what to do.”
He smiled and chuckled, “Well, maybe you aren’t slave material though. Of course, I train special kinds of slaves, not just laborers.”
Lily blinked, “Huh?”
He leaned in close and smiled a touch wider, “I sell slaves trained for… adult games.”
Lily was quiet for a moment, and then blurted, “Sex… you train slaves for sex?”
He nodded, “Would you like to meet one?”
“What?” she asked, “You have one? I didn’t see anyone else arrive with you yesterday…”
“So you were watching, hmm? She was there, she was in the truck, in the crate that was unloaded last.” he stated simply.
“You… shipped a person in a moving truck?” Lily asked wide eyed.
He just nodded, and then reached into his pocket, pulling out a cellphone, typing out a text. A moment later the front door opened and a girl walked out. The girl didn’t look any older than Lily herself was, if anything, maybe a little younger. She was black, her skin a rich mocha brown, though her hair was bleached platinum and brushed into a pixie cut. It was easy to see her skin as well, as the girl was naked save for a gold collar around her neck.
Lily’s jaw dropped as she watched the girl walk confidently and calmly across the yard, for the whole world to see, and she whispered out, “She’s… naked!”
The man chuckled, “Allow me to introduce my daughter…” the girl came to stand right beside him, and he put his arm around her shoulders, “Cunt, meet our neighbor… um… I’m sorry, I didn’t ask your name.”
Lily shuddered at the vulgar name, whispering out, “Lily…”
He smiled, “A pleasure to meet you Lily. I’m Gabriel Fuller.”
“Why did you call her that?” Lily hissed.
Gabriel laughed softly, “What… Cunt?”
Lily nodded slowly, “That’s so nasty.”
“It isn’t the name I gave her at birth, it’s the name I picked for her when she decided she wanted to be a slave like her mother.” he stated.
“You raised her to be that way?” Lily asked, accusingly.
“Cunt, how long have you been a slave?” Gabriel asked.
The girl said softly, and surprisingly warmly, “Two years, Master.”
“And who first told you about slaves?” he asked.
“This slave’s school teacher, Master.” she replied.
Lily swallowed hard as she looked at the girl, wondering how someone could go from a normal girl to a sex slave in two years… let alone one who could walk around outside naked as if it were normal. “How?”
Gabriel clarified, “How did I train her?” watching as Lily nodded, “It’s all in the collar. It’s designed to enhance her submissive tendencies and punish selfish behavior. It also enhances her arousal, as a sex slave who isn’t horny can find life difficult.” He paused for a moment, and then asked, “Do you want to feel what it’s like?”
Lily gasped, “What?”
“I have a trainer collar you could borrow, just to see what it’s like.” Gabriel offered. He nodded to Cunt, who ran off towards the house, still seemingly unashamed at her open nudity.
“I don’t think… I mean… I don’t want to be a slave…” Lily stammered.
Gabriel chuckled, “Relax, you don’t have to try it on if you don’t want to. I figure it will just give you a better understanding of why someone might enjoy being a slave.” Cunt came back with a silver collar and handed it to her father. He then smiled and held it out for Lily.
The collar was a chrome silver on the outside, and black plastic on the inside. There was a ring on the front of the collar, and the back was split open, one side exposing a series of small magnetic lock heads, the other side sheathed in a black plastic cap.
“See? So long as the safety cap is in place, the collar won’t stay locked, you can take it off at any time.”
Lily took the collar in her hands, feeling the weight, it was a lot heavier than it looked, and since it looked half metal, that was saying something. She swallowed nervously, looking up at the man, “But...”
Gabriel chuckled softly, “It’s okay. Just take it for a few days and see what you think. And feel free to come ask me if you have any questions about it.” He then turned, sending Cunt back inside as he returned to mowing the lawn, leaving Lily standing there with the collar in her hands.
It was two days before Lily worked up the nerve to pull the collar out of the old backpack she had hidden it in under her bed. She waited for her parents to leave, and then looked the collar up on the internet, making sure that what Gabriel had told her was true. She found that the cap on the connector of the collar would prevent the locks from engaging, allowing the ends to be pushed together, and she discovered that if the cap was removed and the collar closed, it would send a signal to the owner of the collar that a slave was ready for pickup, which made her shudder and check that the cap was on tight.
She also came across the warning that all trainees should be naked before putting on the collar, as the trainers defaulted to nude as the mandatory uniform, which made her frown, Gabriel hadn’t warned her about that part. It would have been like being punished just for putting the thing on.
She sighed as she stood from the computer and took the collar back to her room, dropping it on the bed before beginning to disrobe. She pulled her t-shirt off over her head, baring a naked chest that was still to flat to merit a bra, and then wiggled out of her shorts, standing just in a pair of white cotton panties.
Her mind went back to the girl named ‘Cunt’, and her dark chocolate skin, how all of it had been exposed. Her own skin was fairly pale, as befit her name, but she had a bit of a farmer’s tan, the skin of her arms and legs darker past the ends of her frequently worn t-shirts and shorts. She was, admittedly, a bit of a tomboy, her body lean from exercise and kissed by the sun from outdoor activities that she threw herself into whenever her parents were home and she was allowed out of the house.
She took a deep breath and then pulled her panties down her long, coltish legs, kicking them off to a corner of the room. She then pulled her hair into a ponytail to get it off her neck, before grabbing the collar off the bed.
She held it nervously in her hands, feeling that oppressive weight, and then muttered, “What the fuck am I doing…” before lifting it, pulling the ends apart enough to slip her neck through and then pushing the ends together. She heard a soft buzz as the magnetic locks tried to engage, blocked by the cap, and then she felt the thing go to work.
It was like a lightswitch going on.
As soon as the buzz stopped, a heat rushed through her, flowing from her neck into her brain, and then from there down to her pussy via her nipples. She gasped and dropped to her knees, mouth hanging open.
She had only barely begun to understand that adult things weren’t icky and that her body could experience pleasure. She had never been really horny… nothing like what she felt the collar doing to her body.
It was intense, ravenous, unrestrained arousal.
She gave a half moaned sob, shaking as her flat pink nipples crinkled and drew erect as though splashed with ice water, and felt a clenching ache in her loins as they flushed with heat, and felt… wet. Not just tickly or hot, but dripping, ready to fuck wet.
Her hands went to her pussy, fingers shivering as they brushed across her slit, and then she groaned out, “Oh… oh holy fuck… I…!”
A sudden and sharp pain in her skull, stabbing right behind her eyes like a migraine pushed all thoughts of the arousal from the girl as she fell forward onto the carpet, her hands clutching her head. “Ow, ow, fuck!”
Lily jerked the collar off her neck so quickly that it rolled several feet away, bumping into her desk. She lay there panting as the pain passed, and then slowly got up, trembling as she got dressed and staggered outside.
She looked over at Gabriel’s house, and found him in the back yard, setting up a sprinkler for the grass. She went to the fence between the yards and blurted out, “It’s broken!”
Gabriel chuckled, “Just a second, Lily.” he finished setting up the hose and sprinkler and then turned it on before stepping over to her, “What’s broken?”
“The collar. I tried it on, and it felt like someone stabbed me in the head!” she said tersely.
Gabriel ahhed, “I see. Were you wearing clothes?”
“No. I read about the collar online and it said not to. Thanks for the warning about that, by the way…” Lily crossed her arms and frowned at her neighbor.
“Alright, so it wasn’t that. Sorry for not telling you, but as the collar can punish as well as reward, I wanted you to know the full extent of it’s abilities. After all, if you only knew the good at first, it would be as if I was manipulating you. So…” he paused in thought for a moment, “Did you say or think any prohibited words, like: me, myself, my, we, I or any other ‘selfish’ words like that?”
Lily grimaced a little, “How are those words selfish?”
Gabriel chuckled at her reaction, “How are they not? They are the very foundation of self, and therefore very selfish. The collar encourages selfless behavior and submission. As such, it punishes for the opposite. Try saying ‘this girl’ or ‘this slave’ instead of those words to refer to yourself when you are wearing the collar next time. It will help you avoid the punishment.”
Lily sighed, “Any other ‘surprises’ you didn’t tell me about?”
Gabriel smiled, “Probably, being a sex slave is a whole lifestyle. You can’t learn it all in a day. If you could, they wouldn’t be valuable.”
Lily grit her teeth and turned away, grumbling inwardly as she headed back into the house.
She didn’t try the collar on again until the following Monday, far exceeding the ‘few days’ that Gabriel had offered to loan the collar to her, but he hadn’t complained, so she figured it was fine.
She stripped naked, but then lay down on her bed before putting the collar on, so that the rush didn’t knock her to the floor again. It hit just as sharply as the time before, instantly filling her with a lust that nature had not yet matured her enough to experience naturally, and even then only rarely. But it kept her there, flushed, panting, and so horny that she couldn’t help letting her hands wander and caress her body.
Lily took a deep breath and then tested what Gabriel had told her, first by slowly saying each of the ‘selfish’ words to make sure they really did punish her, wincing and gasping in pain at each one as that stabbing pain hit her behind the eyes. Then she started trying all the other words she could think of, trying to figure out which ones punished her, and which didn’t. The occasional jackpot burst of pain helped distract her from how much her loins ached for attention.
After quite a bit of experimentation, she caught sight of the clock on the wall, “Oh crap, I… Oww, fuck… this girl has to do her chores…” the pain came to an end once she corrected herself, but it still left her feeling dizzy after all the other punishments. Still, the thought of doing her chores, naked and wearing the collar… it made her pussy clench and a tight knot grow in her belly. She had orders… she wanted to do them.
She struggled up to her feet and then started on them, moving through the house as she did the dishes, vacuumed and swept floors and did the dusting, after which she cleaned her bedroom. Each chore completed sent a powerful shiver of pleasure through her that had her moaning and wanting more.
Her chores were finished in record time, and she stood looking at her fresh made bed, feeling so close to something, and yet not knowing how to reach it. She bit her lip and lowered a hand between her legs, pulling her fingers up against the soft flesh of her sex. That was enough.
Lily cried out as she fell to her knees, a gush of fluids escaping her as her body jerked and twitched as though electrocuted. He first orgasm, and such an intense one… it pushed all thoughts from her mind, and left her leaning against the bed, panting for breath as the aftershocks of pleasure rippled through her.
She spent the rest of the week wearing the collar whenever her parents weren’t home. She got several compliments from her parents at how clean she was keeping the house, though once overheard her father commenting to her mother about the smell, suggesting that he thought the cleaning was to cover up for their daughter hitting puberty and discovering masturbation. After that she made sure to leave windows cracked during the day and use plenty of air freshener.
It was on Saturday, while enjoying lunch with her parents that she almost got caught. Her mother asked if she had any plans for Sunday, as they wanted to go to a park, and she casually replied, “This girl is fine with that.” this caused her to clap her mouth shut and blush as her parents looked at her oddly. She had been punished so many times through the week for saying or even thinking the wrong thing that it just came out on its own.
Her parents let it go, with her mother muttering something about it being ‘just a phase’.
The following Monday she approached Gabriel again. He wasn’t outside, so she had to go to his front door and ring the doorbell. Cunt answered with a big smile and invited her in, but she shook her head and said, “I just need to talk to your da… er… master.”
The slave girl nodded and bounced away, naked and carefree, fetching Gabriel for Lily. He came to the door, wearing a pair of slacks and a dress shirt, “Hello Lily, how can I help you.”
Lily blushed, “Uh… I…” she fidgeted with her hands in front of her, “...I was wondering… if I could… if you could… pretend to… just for a day… to… um… boss me around?”
Gabriel was quiet and serious as he listened to her stammering, and then replied, “I’m not against it, but might I ask why you want this?”
Lily shrugged, “I… it feels like something’s missing… I can only do the chores my parents told me to do… and that’s… boring.”
Gabriel nodded, and then said, “If you want this, you do realize that you would be wearing the collar.”
Lily nodded.
“That means that you would be naked.”
She nodded again.
“And you would have to put the collar on in your home, and then come to my back door to be let in. You can use the gate between our two yards. That should prevent the whole world from seeing you.” Gabriel talked slowly, gauging her responses to his words, “And for the duration of your parents time at work, you would have to do whatever I say.”
Lily blushed deep and nodded, biting her lower lip.
Gabriel give a soft sigh and then nodded, “Alright, but not today. I have business to attend to. Tomorrow, be at my back door exactly twenty minutes after your parents leave for work. The door will be open for five minutes. If you don’t make it inside by then, it’s off. And I won’t be having sex with you. You aren’t a slave, and you are a minor, that would be illegal.”
Lily let out a sigh of relief that she hadn’t known she was holding in, and nodded again, “Okay.”
Gabriel smiled, “See you tomorrow Lily.”
Lily waited for ten minutes after her parents left for work before stripping out of her clothing and putting on the collar, not wanting to be in the middle of that if they came home early. She fished her door key from her pocket and frowned as she considered what to do with it, as she didn’t have a pocket to keep it in. The only option was to hide it somewhere in the back yard.
She stood, naked save for the collar, at the back door, taking breath after deep breath as she tried to work up the nerve, and then finally pulled the door open, locking it behind her as she slipped outside, blushing deeply as the morning sun hit her bare form and the still chilly air brought goosepimples to her skin.
She quickly tucked the key under a rock beneath a bush to the side of the back door, and then sprinted for the gate, acutely aware that anyone could be watching her. She had never been so humiliated in her life, but her pussy felt like it was on fire, with drool leaking down her leg in a glistening trail as she ran.
The gate was an old style set of wooden slats, with a pull string that worked the latch open, but it hadn’t been used in some time, and she had to fight with the string to get the neighbor’s side to unlatch so that she could run through. Every moment felt like an eternity, and she was sure that at any moment it would be too late.
She sprinted across the lawn of Gabriel’s back yard and to the sliding glass door that led into a modicum of privacy, but when her fingers clawed at the handle, the door stubbornly refused to budge. A wave of panic and a knot of tension formed in her tummy as she imagined that she must be late, she had missed her chance, but then she saw the clock in his living room through the open curtain. It had only been fifteen minutes since her parents had left, she still had five minutes before the door would be open in the first place.
Lily gave a sob as she realized that, and huddled into a tight ball on the porch, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs as she looked around nervously, trying not to be noticed, not to be seen by anyone, naked and in a collar, outside.
At nineteen minutes Cunt came to the back door, smiling and waving at Lily, but she then turned to watch the clock, refusing to open the door until precisely the twenty minute mark, when her master had told her to. As soon as she had, though, Lily pushed past her and into the general safety of Gabriel’s home.
Cunt giggled softly and said, “You look prettier naked. Come, Master is this way.” she then started out of the room, leaving Lily to follow nervously.
She heard Gabriel’s voice before she saw him, as Cunt led her through the kitchen towards the dining room, where Gabriel sat eating breakfast. “Arms at your side, girl, you are not to try to cover your nakedness in my home, and you are not allowed to touch your collar either. Do you understand?”
He hadn’t even looked at her.
Lily’s arms dropped from covering her chest and pussy, clenching into quivering fists at her sides, “Uh… y… yes.” Immediately she felt that stabbing pain behind her eyes, her hands going to her temples.
“It’s ‘yes master’, girl.” Gabriel said calmly.
“Yes master!” Lily quickly gasped out, panting for breath as the pain passed.
Gabriel finally turned to look at her, making Lily’s cheeks blush scarlet. He stood from his spot at the table and walked a slow circle around her, casually taking in her naked form. “Not bad, if you were a real slave, we would have to have you waxed… that peach fuzz on your arms and legs detracts from the delicious paleness of your skin.” he then reached between her legs, causing Lily to gasp and start to take a step back, “Stand still slave!” he shouted at her, making her go still.
She had never been naked in front of a man before, and being unable to hide herself was already so humiliating, but having him touch her… she was so wet, and her pussy was so hot, she felt like she would die of the humiliation, but his touch, it was like electricity. She had touched herself, but it was nothing like having him touch her. She grit her teeth, her eyes squeezing shut as his fingers explored the pudgy outer lips before pushing between them, into the soft and slippery little inner lips that defended her flower.
Her breath came in fast panting heaves of her chest, quicker with each moment as her body started to convulse. Within a few seconds of his exploration, fireworks exploded behind her eyes and she let out a shuddering gasp, dropping to her knees as juices squirted from her pussy onto his hardwood floor.
It was the quickest and most powerful orgasm she had ever had, and it left her panting for breath.
Gabriel offered his fingers to her mouth, “Suck them clean.”
She blinked a few times, trying to get her bearings, but the pain that formed behind her eyes made clear that she had taken too long after being told to do something. She gave a sob and opened her mouth, taking his fingers in as she suckled and licked the taste of her pussy from them.
“Today,” Gabriel said, “you are going to learn what it is like to be a sex slave. It isn’t all pleasure. There is pain in it, and there are challenges. You need to know these things, so that you can honestly decide if this kind of life is for you.” he pulled his fingers from her mouth and then pointed to the puddle she had left on the floor, “Lick that up.”
Lily gave a sob at the command, but dropped to her hands and knees and lowered her head, starting to lick the floor, tasting her cold quim juices and the dry dusty flavor of indoor dirt.
“Some masters just want pleasure from you, and will leave you alone for days at a time when they don’t want it. Some will take pleasure in hurting you. Some will relish your humiliation and will parade you around doing degrading things. Some owners won’t be men, and some…” Gabriel paused and grinned at her, “won’t even be human. I know one woman who is looking for a new bitch to give to her prize dogs.”
He told her to stand and follow him, and she quickly did so, working her tongue around in her mouth to try to get rid of the flavor.
Gabriel went back to the living room, and then sat down on the couch, saying, “On your hands and knees in front of me. You are going to be my foot stool.”
Lily shuddered, but quickly dropped into place, looking up at him as he lifted his legs, letting his feet drop onto her back, one over the other. She felt the leather of the heel of his shoe, and the rubber of the sole worry at the skin in her middle back, and tried to shift to make it more comfortable, without finding any real relief in the posture.
“Cunt! Come here. Show our new girl what you are good for.” Gabriel said briskly.
The black girl stepped quickly into the room, giving a smile to Lily before saying, “Yes Master.” She then kneeled beside him and worked to open his belt, unzipping his pants and undoing the button. She then reached through his boxers’ fly to fish out his cock and pull it into the open. The first that Lily had ever seen up close.
Cunt started to lick and kiss the tool, rubbing her cheeks against it and fondling it until it stiffened and swelled to its full, proud, and adult size. She then climbed up into his lap and turned to face Lily, giving another grin as she reached down to grab that cock and lever it towards her tiny little pussy.
Lily watched as the other girl’s legs flexed and she lowered herself, taking that massive looking dick into her tiny body as though it were perfectly natural.
Gabriel moaned and put his hands on his daughter’s hips, but let her handle the motions.
She slid her body down until she was fully seated in his lap, and then ground her hips a little to make sure he was as deep as he could get, letting Lily get a good view of how wide her pussy was stretched open by his cock.
Cunt then started to slowly rise up, almost letting him fall free of her clutching little pussy, before slamming herself back down. From there she set an energetic and athletic pace, bouncing on his cock, over and over, sometimes nearly letting it fall free, other times barely going half way up, twisting and grunting and gasping, her belly bulging with his cock each time she slammed her ass down against his hips.
Lily watched wide eyed and in shock, wondering if her body was capable of such a feat.
The fucking seemed to go on forever, and the whole while, Lily was stuck on her hands and knees, supporting Gabriel’s legs, feeling the added weight of Cunt’s acrobatics each time she slammed down, making Lily’s arms tremble and her back ache.
It was a decided relief when Gabriel dropped his legs, spreading them to either side of Lily, as his fingers dug into his daughter’s sides, and he started pulling her up and down as his hips worked, fucking her that last bestial bit until he came. He held her close against his body at that moment, gritting his teeth as if in anger, his face a mask of pain and relief as he pumped his daughter’s bare sex full of his cum.
His fingers finally relaxed, and pulled away, leaving slight bruises from where he had held her so tight. She didn’t seem to mind. She just stood up, off of his flagging erection, and then licked his cock clean.
Afterwards he told Cunt, “Lay on the floor in front of the new slave and spread your legs wide.” As she did what he had told her, he looked to Lily and said, “You are going to clean her up and bring her to orgasm with your tongue. I want you to swallow all my cum from her pussy, understand?”
Lily shuddered and groaned out, “Yes master.” as she looked to the vulgar display of Cunt’s freshly fucked… cunt.
She had no choice in the matter, she was a slave after all. If she refused, the collar would punish her, and if she tried to take off her collar, the collar would punish her. She gave a sob as she lowered her head and started to lick the girl’s pussy with tentative, nervous strokes of her tongue.
She was, Lily discovered in that moment, not a lesbian. She had no clue how to bring Cunt to orgasm, but she knew how to lick the cream that was slowly oozing out of her, and so she focused on that, digging her tongue into that used slit to scoop out the slowly drooling mess.
Cunt seemed to enjoy it, moaning and squirming, the muscles of her belly and thighs clenching and rolling as she slowly worked out more cum for Lily’s reluctant tongue.
It took entirely far too long to both clean the black girl’s pussy, and also bring her to what Cunt seemed to think was an inferior orgasm, but Lily completed her orders, sitting back and trying hard to settle her stomach. She looked up at Gabriel, who just smiled down at her as she wondered what to do next.
“Back onto your hands and knees.” he said, and when she complied, his feet shifted to fall onto her back again as he grabbed the remote and turned on the news.
She had to endure being his footrest for a good hour before he got bored of the news, and then she was taken to his bedroom, where he had her stand at ready as he fucked Cunt again, making her lick the girl’s pussy clean afterwards again.
Lunch was actual dog kibble, served in a bowl on the floor, for both her and Cunt, and Gabriel had the two of them on their hands and knees eating like animals while he enjoyed a sandwich and a cup of coffee.
After lunch, he took both girls to the basement, and left Lily in Cunt’s hands, ordering the slave to teach Lily how to dance.
What Lily had earlier thought was a tetherball pole, turned out to be a stripper pole, and Lily learned under Cunt’s tutelage that strippers have a very athletic and difficult job as she was taught how to spin and grip the pole, and how to grind and pose as she danced. It wasn’t much of an education, but it was exhausting.
The day ended with Gabriel pulling her over his lap and giving her ten spanks to each ass cheek, just to admire the feeling of her ass. Lily blushed and sobbed as he spanked her, being neither gentle, nor kind about it, and to her humiliated dismay, she came a second time that day while he paddled her.
Only after her spanking did he tell her that she could touch her collar and dismiss her out the back door.
Lily ran from his yard to her own, a trembling mess with bright red ass cheeks, and hands shaking so badly that it took four tries to use the key under the rock to unlock the back door and get inside. She was barely in her room and pulling the collar off when she heard her dad get home, and had to rush to wipe her pussy dry on her panties, grab a fresh pair and struggle to get dressed before he pushed her door open to check on her.
It had been the most educational and exhausting day of her life.
Lily didn’t touch the collar again for nearly a week. She didn’t know if it was because she was afraid of what had happened at Gabriel’s, or if it was because she was embarrassed, but either way, she was scared to put it on again. She also avoided Gabriel and his slave daughter during that week, blushing any time she even saw him in the yard.
But eventually the draw of the collar’s taboo and her nascent hormones drove her to strip and put it on. She masturbated with her fingers and did her chores, but it didn’t have the same power that it had before she had spent the day with Gabriel. She knew what a real slave was, and she even knew that she had barely scratched the surface of the truth in that one painful, humiliating and disturbing day.
She finally took the collar off in disgust and threw it into her closet, slamming the door, furious with it, and with herself, but she couldn’t quite say why.
That night was one of the hottest nights of the summer, and Lily slept naked under just a bed sheet, trying to keep cool. The summer heat was only half the problem however, she tossed and turned, reliving the experiences of the collar again and again. She masturbated herself to orgasm twice, but it did nothing to relieve the burning itch or the cold sweats.
Finally, a little after two in the morning, she crawled out of bed, opening her closet door in the dark. She fished around for the collar, and then turned on the light on her vanity. She sat down on the stool in front of it, holding the collar and looking at it.
It took her almost a full minute to pry off the safety cap. She watched it bounce onto the vanity top with a dull rubber thunk.
She looked down at the exposed end of the collar, with the receiving sockets for the magnetic locks. She closed the collar around empty air, knowing that it wouldn’t trigger without sensing a living neck within it. She looked the closed circle of metal over, frowning at it as though it were some cursed object.
Lily pulled it open again and looked over the interior of the collar, imagining again what horrors would befall her if she put the thing on without the cap there to let her take it off. It was cold as it slid around her neck. She would be stupid to push the ends together. It would be the last decision she would make in her life, and she was only ten…
Click.
Fin
