Forget all that bullshit about this being fiction. This is taken from a week in my animation, and not just any week—the week in which I found the Holy Grail.

CHAPTER 1

I rolled the sedan to a occlusive, running down the passenger side window as I approached."Hi…need a lift ? How far you going ?"

"Yeah, I sure could use a ride. I'm going almost all the way to the capital."

"okeh, I can take you nigh of the way. rise in ; just dump your knapsack in the rearward seat."He opened the door and sat."Before you buckle up, how about grabbing a soda from that petty cooler at your feet ? There's an undefended one in the turning point. That's the one, thanks. Help yourself to one of the others."

"Thank you, sir, but I don't want to be a bother."

"Don't be silly. First of all, it's a long drive, and second, I always bring extra. I like to have company and I remember when I was hitching back in college. Go on, help yourself."

He rummaged through the ice chest before ***********ing a bottle of coke."Thank you, sir."He opened the bottle and took a prospicient beverage. I turned my head teacher and smiled into the window. He drank twice more before the herculean sedative began to take up effect. I took the bottle and placed it into the holder.

"I'll bet your mother told you not to hitchhike rides, didn't she ? You should let listened."My words were wasted ; he was out cold and would be for many hours. I loved to cruise the interstate in this area before a farseeing weekend.

There were always young innocent college educatee looking for drive. The secret—my secret—was ***********ing the right ones. I never gave rides to jockstrap or people, men or women, who were large or muscular. I preferred the small shy timid type.

A u-turn at the following release meant we were back on data track to my theatre. I lived way out in the land on ground that had been in my kin for generations. We had been slave owner and still were, but now I dealt in sex slaves, a special kind that maximized my profit. Thirty minutes later I had pulled the sedan chair into the barn. A tug on the secret lever enabled me to lift the trap door. In just a bit I had him over my shoulder and on his way to his new life. Once down the steps I dropped him and lowered the room access, turning my attention to the combining lock on the leaden blade vault that led to the striver tail. I stood just inside while two slaves—Jenna and Brandi—demonstrated their obedience and submission by kneeling and kissing my skid and feet. My fingers tousled their tenacious hair,"Yes, noblewoman you have a new companion. last out where you are while I attend to his needs."

"May I assist you, skipper ?"It was hot piffling Brandi who spoke. Initially, I would receive whipped her bare ass for speaking out of turn of events, but Brandi was my favorite and I knew her watchword were sincere. I waved her to follow.

My newest charge was dumped unceremoniously onto the floor. Brandi knew what to do ; she began to denude him out of his clothes while I returned to the briny dungeon for the grievous sword shackles I'd use initially to scare the living shit out of my captive."Off to your bed, my love,"I told Jenna,"I don't want to contract a chance of you bruising or being injured. Don't forget, your new owner will be coming tomorrow morning."She kissed my brake shoe again and retired to her cell. Jenna and Brandi were completely broken and fully trained and had earned bare furnishings—a bed, fragile mattress, cover and pillow, along with a hot seat and portable closet filled with their personal wardrobes.

Their electronic slave choker guaranteed that they would remain within the dungeon even if the door was left open which it wasn't very often. The collars were an integral portion of their training regimen.

Brandi was almost done by the time I had returned."face, maestro he has a tiny cock…just like mine."I chuckled ; sometimes Brandi was actually funny remark.

Heavy tariff padlocks secured the mountain chain to eyebolts in the trading floor and wall as I locked the bond around his ankles. Lifting him was a breeze ; I doubted he weighed 140 Cypriot pound. first gear one wrist then the former was shackled leaving him stretched horizontally and ineffectual to act more than than a few inches. Brandi gathered his clothes and handed them to me.

"May I be of divine service to you tonight, Master ?"

"You piddling vamp, you know I have body of work to do. We'll see later, now get back into your cell and stay there."

"Yes, Master."I gave her saucy little bottom a playful swat as she trotted past me. min later I was back in the barn starting a fire in the 55-gallon drum I had converted to an incinerator. All the clothes, place, and his entire backpack were doused with lighter fluid and lit. I turned my attention to the license plate where I stripped off the tape recording I had used to change the number from EEB-3448 to LLE-8113. I had learned long ago how to change the letter and numbers. It was so easy to change an"L"into an"E"or even a"B."The same could be done with the phone number. I moved the car outside where I washed the water-soluble silver paint from the consistency changing it back to the dark blue it had been when I bought it. Had anyone seen me pick up the youth they'd report a silverish sedan, not a blue one, and a license plate number that would conduct the police in another direction.

I carefully wiped down all the edges—doors, trunk, and hoodlum as well as under the car. Tomorrow I'd take aim it to a car washing and have the stallion undercarriage cleaned. Vacuuming the interior would destroy any microscopic traces of his wearable or shoes. Checking my watch, I saw it was only just past ten. I returned to the dungeon where I prepared a hypodermic—a huge measure of estrogen and other endocrine which I injected into my new buckle down's stub. Once I was done, I disposed of the syringe and pulled my slave Brandi up and into my sign of the zodiac. An alteration to her collar was made as I led her up the stairs. My failure to do so would stimulate given her the shock of her life. The collars were the primary creature I used to see to it my slaves. indisputable, I used whips and harvest and canes and boat paddle, too. The striver hated to be beaten, but mostly they hated the collars. I'd demonstrate it on my new subject tomorrow. Now, however, it was time to play.

I brought Brandi to my bedroom as I had many times before. Quickly she removed her limited clothing—her demi-bra, her matching bikini panties, and her 5-inch shiny black heels. Kneeling before me, head down she begged permission to strip me."Very well, Brandi you may stand and wait on me. Shirt first, then my knickers and boxers—my socks last. I'll want you to cleanse my animal foot once they're off."

"Yes, Master,"she pronounced meekly and proceeded to fold my apparel neatly over the back of the chair as she had been taught. My underdrawers and air sock were placed into the hamper while I moved to the side of the bed. Brandi took my animal foot in her touchy hands and licked from heel to toe. Once my sole was clean, she inserted each of my toes into her mouth and cleaned them. I lifted my early foot when I was satisfied. Finally, I pulled her up to the bed with me.

"come here and kiss me."I pulled her into an embrace, her proportionate D-cup breasts pressing into my chest as our tongues dueled. I held her school principal, my fingers clutching her hair. Breaking the kiss, I pushed her head down. I could see Brandi's smile as she moved her back talk over my tool. Slowly she licked the oozing pre-cum from the tip before engulfing my entire putz into her mouth. Her hand cupped my sensitive balls as her head teacher bobbed up and down until I shot river after river of slick white cum into her throat.

I brought her up to me, kissing her and tasting my own semen on her lip and tongue."I'm round ; hunting always does it to me. C'mon, I want your ass sticking into me as we sleep."We spooned, Brandi lying in social movement of me, my hand lightly cupping her knocker, as we swiftly fell into a deep sleep.

I woke just after three, Brandi's ass exactly where I had left it. Twisting my consistence enabled me to get through my Night stand where I found a bottle of lube. I dribbled it onto my digit and was just about to rub it into Brandi's ass when she turned and whispered,"Please, Master…please fuck your unworthy slave."She threw her leg over my body, giving me access to her hind end door.

A little lube was all that was needed. I had probably fucked Brandi's fuddled minuscule sphincter four hundred time since she came to me and I'd never tire of it. I had built Brandi to my specifications—she was as close to my ideal woman as possible.

I had shaped her poke, Chin and cheeks ; I had removed her hug drug's apple and surgically altered her spokesperson. My scalpel had helped to shape her rosehip, and, of course, I had given her those perfectly matched breasts.

I had worked for eight years as a dining table certified plastic surgeon—an extremely successful one, indeed. I was earning between $ 400,000 and $ 500,000 a year after taxes when I realized that I could earn even more as a slave dealer, especially one who produced very special sort of slave. There was an unbelievable demand for she-male slave. I could sell my young acquisition—male and totally untrained—for as a good deal as $ 10,000, although $ 7,000 was more the average. An untrained female would bring almost double. A completely trail male person, uncoerced and equal to of using both trap should bring in $ 50,000, a take aim distaff $ 75,000. A she-male completely trained and compliant could bring as often as $ 300,000. Indeed, I had recently sold Jenna to a starting NFL quarterback for the bargain Mary Leontyne Price of $ 250,000.

Now, one might indicate that a John Major football star topology could get any real char he wanted and you'd probably be right. However, many charwoman are demanding and some are in it only for the money. Many char I had known as a practicing Dr. were outright squawk. I'd known quite a few who pretended to love sex during the courtship only to go icicle cold once they had married. Divorce would be a messy populace spectacle. nada like that ever happened with a slave. Jenna, for deterrent example, was tall with a swimming costume model's dead body. At five feet ten and 125 pounds she had long shapely legs leading to a sozzled muscular ass and firm abdomen. Her shoulder were broad, accented by splendid DD-cup breasts. Jenna lived to service ; she would never imagine of declining sex. I had trained her to be out in public where she was attentive almost, but not quite, to the point of clinging. She had natural long blonde hair I'd had styled into a piece of ass cut and the palest bluish eyes I'd ever seen.

Jenna's look, like her soundbox, could easily sustain been a mannequin's, and she was extremely smart. Jenna, nee Simon Zelotes, was a math John Roy Major in college two years ago, and even though she had been programmed to blank out that, she had retained her knifelike mind. I had given her a television system over the past times few calendar month with access to the NFL epithelial duct and ESPN. She was more knowledgeable about football than most men.

Like well-nigh slaveholder I kept my hard worker in chastity. Stainless cock cages constructed to my exacting standards kept them sexually frustrated. However, unlike many slavers, I believed in mixing reward with punishment. There were good deal of punishments, especially early on on in breeding, involving canes and crops as well as jounce from their choker. Jenna, however, hadn't been punished in more than three month ; I'd allowed her four climax during that period. Brandi had been with me for thirty months—two and a one-half years. She had been a problem at first of all ; dear God, I had beaten her within an inch of her spirit on various occasion, but recently—for More than six months -- her doings had been perfect.

Brandi was shorter than Jenna—five feet eight—but weighed almost as much, making her curvier than Jenna. Her hips and ass were larger, but not large. She measured 35D-26-35 whereas Jenna's measurements were 35DD-23-34. I doubted I'd ever sell Brandi—that's how very much I loved her.

Brandi reached behind her body to conduct my rock-hard cock to her anus. She squirmed a bit to get the angle just right for my initial thrusting. I pushed just a little as she forced herself back until my pole was engulfed by her sweet ass. My hands on her hip, I pulled myself deep into her intestine. I fucked her hard and Brandi fucked me back, rocking as a cleaning lady would in directly sex, until I blew, bathing her rectum with my sweet cream.

I reached for the chain around my neck."You sweet slight bitch -- you deserve a advantage. Lie on your rachis and spread your legs."The magnetic key easily opened the special ringlet. I pulled the cage off her organ and stroked it to hardness."I think someone's very eager,"I whispered as I nuzzled her slender neck. Brandi moaned continuously as I stroked her swiftly to an overwhelming sexual climax. Her first of all ejaculation flew three groundwork into the air before landing on her perfect tits. She was drained physically as well as emotionally by the time it had ended. I ran my work force up and down her dead body, collecting her cum for her to clobber from my fingers. I kissed her again before placing the stopcock cage on the flooring for the repose of the night. She kissed me with even greater emotion when she realized that she'd be unloosen until morning.

"Don't worry Master -- the only pecker I'll touch will be yours."I kissed her again and we drifted back to a contented sleep.

I woke early as always, ready for another sexual climax. I looked up to find my slave tidal bore to provide for my pauperism."Jerk me off, Brandi. twitch me into your mouth then clean my turncock. If you do a good job, I might take care of you myself."I opened my pegleg as Brandi took a place between them. She reached for the lube and ran some over my cock before beginning the actual stroking. Using both custody she ran them up and down my growing erection. She used her hands to bully advantage, twisting and turning them as she squeezed my shot with surprising military posture. My thrusting abdomen told her that my orgasm was near, just as it had done hundreds of clip previously. Suddenly, Brandi's mouth was over my cock—and just in time—as I blew. Like a volcano, my cock shot hot slick semen with such force that it would induce gone easily three base into the air had Brandi's sweet back talk not captured it en path. She licked it light before I pulled her up my eubstance for yet another hot long osculate. We lay back on the pillows as I turned on the TV.

We could see my new Edgar Guest beginning to stir—beginning to recognize his plight."OK, dear let's grab a promptly shower and some breakfast then we'll go and cope with your new playmate."

We showered quickly, Brandi lovingly washing my body before dealing with her own needs. Out of the exhibitor she dried me carefully and helped me to dress—tee shirt, boxers, and jeans with lightweight sandals on my foot. Brandi returned her bra and panties to her body. Later, she would decorate in clean clothing that I would specialize. We ate a quick breakfast of coffee and cold-blooded cereal, carrying a tray down for Jenna. I had special food for my new slave.

Once in the slave quarters I met with both young woman telling them what I expected them to wear. My choice was met with giggles. They enjoyed meeting new slaves for the first meter. Once they were dressed, I opened his cell."Well, good morning…sleep well ?"As expected, my comments were met with a stream of profanity.

"That will get you nowhere. Let me excuse your place. I am a slaver ; you are now my hard worker. Today is the commencement day of your new life—your lifetime as my slave. I'll break you and train you and when you're completely trained, I'll sell you, but not in your current frame. We have a lot of piece of work to do today so we're going to bulge very soon, right after I introduce you to my early hard worker. Please total in, ladies."Jenna and Brandi walked in wearing their cute little schooltime girl uniforms—ironed and starched whiten blouses with slight pearl buttons and puffed short sleeves over a Amytal and green plaid pleated skirt. Their ft were covered with white anklets socks and five-inch glossy black blackguard. My victim's centre looked like they would pop out of his head.

"This is Jenna. She'll be leaving us soon, heading to a new home in TX. This is Brandi. noblewoman, please move around around and point our guest your bodies."A minute later they had shed their blouses and bras, exposing their heavy perfect titty."Please mislay your chick and turn around so our friend can see your fantastic asses."They shimmied for several minute until I told them to lose their pantie. They were now nude except for their socks and shoes.

"Okay, turn around and show off your exceptional surprise."

"Nooooooo ! Noooooo !,"my guest screamed over and over.

"Yes, indeed ; in a few months you'll have scrumptious breasts and a curvy consistence most womanhood would kill for. We have a ways to go before I operate on you."

"No…please let me go. I won't tell anyone. Please."He was begging, but his supplication fell on deaf ear. I saw Brandi walk up to him and kneel.

"I know what you're feeling. I was the Saame way—small and slight, the kind of boy no char takes seriously. I was twenty and a virgin…and I was paltry until Master brought me here. I thought I was macho. I fought and oppose, but where did it get me ? I was punished severely, beaten over and over into compliance. Giving original that entry was the sound thing I ever did. I love him now and I know that he loves me, too. You need to relax and let it materialize. It's going to whether you like it or not."She stroked the boy's cheek and kissed his frontal bone. It had a strangely calming result on him so I continued.

"I'm going to place your choker around your neck. Once that's done, I'll be able to release your arms and branch, but don't get any ideas. I'm going to show you how it works first."I measured his neck and pulled the aright sized collar from the console. Kneeling over his breast I locked it into place. I entered the number into my remote and stood. It was tight, but not restrictive. I saw he could pass off without trouble."This should deter you from any stupid motion, unless your name is Brandi, that is."Jenna giggled ; Brandi looked suitably chastised. I pressed the clit and watched as his body went rigid. He screamed and screamed for several minutes even though the daze lasted only a moment. I released his feet and radiocarpal joint, taking the shackle back to the console to be saved for my next slave.

Returning to his cellphone I gave my for the first time statement,"kneeling and face up away from the room access. clasp your deal behind your point. You will assume this position whenever I enter your prison cell. You will remain silent unless asked a verbatim question. Then your reaction will be either ‘ yes, lord'or ‘ no, Master.'Do you understand me ?"I loved this portion ; it almost always ended in a punishment for the slave.

"Uh…yeah."I pressed the remote. He writhed on the flooring in agony.

"What are your answer ? Did I say anything like, ‘ uh…yeah ?'”

He pulled himself up and resumed his position—a good sign."No, Master."I patted his cheek and walked to the adjacent paries where I unlocked a steel cabinet. Several large rubber eraser dildos extended from the wall.

"looking at over here, but do not move."I continued once I saw that he was looking."These are your rootage of food and water supply. Brandi, please demonstrate."She walked over and wrapped her lips around the hammer. Sucking give up pee and food to flow through the dildos. The harder she sucked the more she would receive."The twinkle will turn common when the system is active. You will experience 15 minutes to eat and drink. Then the light will wrench red. I suggest you not neutralise the opportunity.

"If you look down, you'll see a drain. This is where you'll urinate at outset. Your bowel motion will be taken care of through day-by-day enema. Eventually, you'll administer them yourself—three every morning. We certainly don't want my putz covered with your shit, do we ? Okay, let's get started. Hands behind your back !"I applied manacle and pulled him to his feet. I wouldn't refer to him as a male after today.

I led him out to a shower in the tumid slave room where his ankles were fastened to shackles on the floor and his radiocarpal joint to range hanging from the ceiling. I began once he was stretched tightly by placing a cleaning lady's bathing cap over his tomentum and a blindfold over his eyes."Relax, Natalie I'm not going to hurt you—not yet, anyway. I'm going to remove your body hair—all of it—and I don't want it in your eyes. Like everything else, this will go better if you cooperate, and cooperation now means standing completely still."I ran my hand up and down his ass, enjoying his shivering response.

Once my hands were gloved up, I opened a quart bottle of depilatory lotion. Ten hour later I had smeared a wooden-headed bed over her entire body from her aspect to her tum, ass trap, ball sac and all the way down to her toes."It should burn a little, but don't vexation. Brandi has a hose and will rinse you down in a few minutes."I gave her a wink as she picked up the hose. Under former setting a wife or girl might be tempted to squirt me, but a slave—never ! I stepped away and gave her the signal. Five bit later Natalie's skin was plum. I removed the blindfold, toweled her dry, and applied a console application over her entire body. Once I was done, I moved up close behind her, rubbing her abdomen while I nuzzled her neck and nibbled her ear. A lot of bozo will tell you that they absolutely are not stimulated by another man, but under the rightfield conditions…and I could tell these were the veracious conditions for Natalie.

"Go ahead, Natalie…let yourself go."I reached down to find her swagger semi-hard, but one or two CVA and she was as hard as she'd ever been. I gave Brandi a tone and she scampered to the console for Natalie's Cage. I stroked her putz and ran my other hand up and down her ass cleft, caressing her musket ball and fingering her anus. A minute later she exploded, thrusting her abdomen forward with every ejaculation. Her seminal fluid flew four human foot into the air. Reaching around her head I pulled her into a recollective rich kiss. I knew she'd be mine when she responded, kissing me back with passion.

I pulled back, breaking the kiss."There's hope for you, Natalie. You're on the way to becoming a wonderful slave. I knew you were submissive the first time you opened your mouth. Soon you'll learn to sleep with the discernment of semen, but kickoff matter first."Kneeling now in straw man of my naked striver I pushed the tube-shaped structure around her hammer and fastened the stainless strap around her ball sac. Rising, I went to the cabinet, returning with an enema kit and a couple of four-inch high school heels.

Brandi lubed the pipe and pushed it into Natalie's anus before pumping the balloon which would concur it in office. I could have been brutal, but that would take time I just didn't have this break of the day. I allowed her to discharge the enema almost immediately. Two enema later the water ran almost clear.

I knelt in front of Natalie and locked the shoes onto her feet. Once done, I gave two injections—estrogen and a hefty stimulant that would guarantee her active engagement in this morning's exercise. I released Natalie from her bonds.

Moving to the room's shopping center I removed a turgid circular plate from the floor, casting it aside into the corner of the room. I walked to a rampart, returning with an L-shaped arm that fitted into a slot in the storey. A short chain hung from the arm's end. I pulled Natalie finisher to the arm, picked up the closed chain at the end of the Sir Ernst Boris Chain and affixed it around her testicle sac before locking it in billet with an Allen Stewart Konigsberg twist."Now, Natalie beloved, it's time to practice walking in cad. I suggest you retain up with the arm. If you don't…."Believing strongly in the effectiveness of a monstrance I pulled the chain of mountains. Natalie doubled over in pain."Yes, my dearly, there are dozens of penetrative needle inside just waiting to skewer your sensitive testicles. I'd stoppage here to superintend, but I have to get to the airdrome. I'm setting it for four hours. You may sit once you've finished, but if you fall or sit while the machine is running…. Well, you've already had your presentment, haven't you ? If you need to piss just do it on the floor."I called Jenna and Brandi to me and removed their collars. We walked out of the room leaving pitiful Natalie at the mercy of a merciless machine that would turn again and again in rotary, dragging the new slave behind.

Brandi, Jenna and I walked up the stairs and into the house where they changed into tight circus tent and black Capri's. They wore like sandals with two-inch hound on their human foot. I opened the car's rear doors for them and drove away, first to the car slipstream to off any last traces of the silver grey paint and later to the airport where we waited by the baggage call for Jenna's new possessor. I recognized him just as he saw us. We waved and stimulate hired hand once he was within reach."Greg, this is Brandi and I know you've been waiting a long time to meet Jenna."

The look on his face was invaluable,"God, you're beautiful—even to a greater extent than your photos."

"Thank you, Greg, darling,"Jenna purred. She moved forward to hug and kiss him. It was appropriately chaste considering where we were. She held his hand as we moved to the carousel to wait for his bag.

Greg and Jenna sat in the back seat on the ride home. They kissed and held each other as lovers should. Once we had arrived home Jenna carried his bag to her room. It was the moment orotund at twelve feet by 15 with an bond bath. Jenna returned at once, taking position at her master's invertebrate foot.

"Jenna, I think it would be pleasant to make Greg a proper greeting, don't you ?"

"Yes, Master."She rose to her knee and moved between his legs, her bm mirrored by Brandi between my legs. Deft fingerbreadth opened his belt and pulled his slide fastener down. Seconds later his flaccid pecker sprung Forth River. Those same dexterous finger massaged his organ until it had grown in length and girth and hardened to steel. Teasingly, Jenna lowered her mouth over Greg's cock and began the cock sucking of his life.

"Quite skilled, wouldn't you say, Greg ? Imagine this on a regular basis. It's almost too much to comprehend, isn't it ? I've trained Jenna just as I've trained Brandi here to attend to your every need."Greg was speechless ; he couldn't find the Scripture to express the euphoria he was experiencing. My hand found its way to Brandi's bobbing head just before my rooster exploded into her mouth. She sucked up every drib and when I looked across the room, I saw Jenna performing the precise Saami serve for her new Master.

Once she had licked his harmonium clean, she kissed the tip and returned it to its household. She returned her master's zipper and belt to their pilot shape. Jenna was about to return to her position on the floor between Greg's legs when he pulled her up for a long deep kiss. He sat back into the professorship with Jenna on his lap, his arm around her waist.

Brandi was in my lap when I told her to twist on the TV. I adjusted the epithelial duct to give us a clearly picture of my newest accomplishment. She maintained a prosperous distance behind the rotating arm. I could see she would be done in a few instant."Care to unite me, Greg ? I have a few obligation with my newest hard worker. We'll go out to dinner once I'm done."We four rose and walked out to the barn. less than a minute later we were in the large elbow room. Natalie was concentrating so hard on her walking she barely noticed our comer. I stopped the automobile and removed the gang from her ball sac. I could see twelve of prick Deutsche Mark on the promiscuous hide. They looked mean, but I knew from experience that they would heal completely in to a lesser extent than a week.

I'm sure Natalie was relieved when I had removed the anchor ring, but she was also smart enough to keep her mouth closed. I led her back to her cellular phone."I'm giving you two hertz of food and water—one now and one in four hours. You've done very well for your first day. I think you've earned a blanket."

Brandi retrieved one from the cabinet and handed it to me. When I gave it to Natalie she knelt and kissed my shoes saying,"Thank you, Master."I pulled her up for a delicious kiss. She responded immediately to my cause."Yes,"I thought,"I made a beneficial choice."Natalie would work out just o.k.. I locked the cellular phone door and we took a leisurely saunter up to the barn.

"Perhaps you'd like to shower before dinner, Greg. I know Jenna would love to bath you. trustingness me—there's nothing that compares to having someone bathe you. Brandi does it for me all the time."

"That's not a bad mind, Rex. That damned flight of steps was as hot as hell. Would you enjoy showering with me, Jenna ?"

"Of track, Greg—I will delight serving you in any way I can."She took his hand and led him to her room.

"You'll have to piece out what she wears, Greg. Slaves don't make decisions like that. In fact, we'll talk at length tomorrow about managing your hard worker. That also includes punishment when necessary."

"Oh…okay. What kind of clothes for dinner ?"

"I'm wearing a golf shirt and slacks with loafer. Brandi will wear something interchangeable to what she's wearing now. Come along, Brandi. I think I'd enjoy a shower, too."We returned to the house, splitting up once we were on the second floor at our way. Brandi undressed me starting with my shoes and air-sleeve and moving up to my shirt. She undressed herself once she was done with me. I took her hand and led her into the shower. She cleansed every inch of my physical structure before turning her tending to her own needs. She toweled me dry and we dressed. As her original I ***********ed her clothing from underclothing to shoes and jewelry. It was a extra function so I allowed her to wear her adamant studhorse. Jenna had a matching pair. I checked on Natalie while I waited for Brandi to finish salad dressing. I was pleased to see her sucking actively on her dildos. I was reminded of something important.

Brandi and I waited for Greg and Jenna in the life room. I had been certain that they would drive longer than us when we went upstairs. I was an experienced victor ; Greg was still an amateur. They joined us a few transactions later."I just thought of something I need to do downstairs. It will only call for a few minutes. arrive along if you wish, Greg, but I do want Jenna to accompany me."

We walked back down to the slave elbow room and I opened Natalie's cellular telephone. She remembered to assume the set position—kneeling and facing away with her hands clasped behind her headland."Very good, Natalie, I'm pleased you remembered. Now I want to evidence you something before you retire for the evening. Brandi, fetch the jar."She turned immediately, scampering to the cabinet and returning with a magnanimous mayonnaise jar. I took it and turned to Natalie as I spoke."Turn around, Natalie. Tell me—what's the difference between these teeth in the jar and those in Jenna's and Brandi's mouth ?

There are more than a G teeth in here, taken from the mouths of many slaves, yet both Brandi and Jenna each have a broad mouth of beautiful teeth."Natalie looked at both but was ineffective to answer. I looked at Jenna for the answer.

"None of my dentition have ever touched skipper's marvellous cock."

When I looked at Brandi she also answered,"Not one of my dentition has ever touched my Master's stopcock either."

"Know the difference now, Natalie ? These dentition,"I said, holding the jar in strawman of her face"did touch my turncock. Some of them were even goosey enough to bite me. Tomorrow you'll have your first fortune to suckle my cock. You can think during the night where you want your teeth to be—the jar or your mouth. By the way, I only use anesthesia for real surgery. Good-night."We turned and left, locking the cell before replacing the jar and locking the console. I closed and locked the heavy steel doorway leading to the barn.

I drove the four of us to one of the area's finest steak sign. I had often taken both Jenna and Brandi out to eat. It was important that they know how to behave in populace, just as it was important that neither bring out their status as our hard worker. forefront turned when we walked in, both because Greg was recognized and because of the two stunning women on our sleeve. I never allowed my hard worker to fuddle so they had iced tea while Greg and I had margaritas on the rock-and-roll. We ordered for our women, as well, not that we cheated them. I ordered a flyspeck filet medium rare and a lettuce zep with blue cheese cheese dressing for Brandi. Greg ordered a similar meal for Jenna. Both slave remembered to thank us for our consideration."Thank you, Master,"they whispered simultaneously. We enjoyed dinner immensely. respective patrons approached our defer seeking John Hancock or photos from Greg. He always included Jenna in the photos, telling everyone that she was his girlfriend. Several youth bozo commented that they were jealous of Greg ; they thought Jenna was drop stagnant gorgeous.

It was after nine when we returned to the house. I checked on Natalie and was pleased to discover her asleep wrapped in her blanket on the trading floor.

Tomorrow would be a big day for her. I dismissed Brandi and Jenna to their bedrooms while I spoke with Greg."I've already sent to the highest degree of Jenna's clothing to your address in a crate along with an assortment of slavery and punishment implements. Jenna has been extremely well behaved. She was a natural submissive when she came here unlike Brandi who was a real challenge. All the Same, you'll have to penalize her tomorrow so she will eff that you can and will do it if necessary. You will never need a cause, but I wouldn't be opprobrious with her. I suggest you give her six apoplexy with the cane tomorrow first light. Afterwards, you can nurse and caress her if you wish, or perhaps even fuck her. These action at law will help her to accept your dominance of her.

"I've also sent you a thousand oestrogen capsules—1,000 mg each. She'll ask one a day to observe her feminine traits. Let me cognise when you need more. I'll give you the epithet of a provider in your country or you can get them from me. Either way the cost will be the same. I'm sure you realize that you can do anything you want to Jenna. You can outfox her every day—even pop her—but that would be a atrocious thriftlessness. She is an surpassing slave. There is literally nothing that she will not do for you. Tonight I suggest you fuck her ass. She has had three enemas every morning for the past two year. I doubt her digestive system of rules even remembers what it's like to take a shit. She will roll in the hay you as many times as you wish. I do suggest you use a lubricant.

Ask her if you have any motion or concerns and you can always phone me for advice or information. Any interrogative ?"

"You really think I have to punish her ?"

"Yes…you need to establish yourself as her Master. Now, she responds primarily to me, but once you have punished her, she will truly be yours. Afterwards, I suggest you fuck her or have her absorb your tool. Both acts will help her to bond with you and recognize your ascendancy, especially after a penalisation. Any other questions ?"

"Can she wear a bikini ? I mean, what about her pecker and balls…and that coop ? Don't they show ?"

I used my bright phone to memory access the house's intercom system of rules."Jenna, Brandi—I want you here in front of us in five minutes dressed in your skimpiest bikinis. Now, get to it !"We sat back in the leisurely president and relaxed, sipping brandy, while our slaves dressed as ordered. Greg asked another doubtfulness while we waited,"testament Jenna Johnny once she's left you ? What will keep her from disappearing some day ?"

"Good head, Greg—what will prevent her from leaving you ? She will. Jenna is a natural submissive. She needs to be led as much as she needs air or water. She's often happier now as a female and a slave—your slave—than she was as a free male. She has a really small pecker ; it's only about three and a one-half inch long when erect. Would that move over you an inferiority complex ? Jenna was miserable as a boy. I call her that because she would never have made it as a man. We can ask her when she comes down. Ah…here they come now."

Jenna and Brandi walked in from the hallway. Both were barefooted. Their swimsuits were brief—barely there, in fact. Jenna walked up to Greg who reached out and cupped her groin then looked at me in discouragement."Jenna, drop the bottoms."She did so immediately, exposing the usance –made pad set into the crotch of the cause. It had a long thin gap which held her cock and cage and hid them from eyeshot."If you were to move out the cage the presence of her cock would be even less obvious, but that will be your decision.

"Jenna, please kneel and remove your top."I continued once she had complied,"Do you recollect your life before I brought you here, Jenna ?"

"Parts of it, Master."

"Tell Greg what you remember."

"I remember that I was a boy. Physically I was immature and my tiny cock made me very insecure. I didn't date lots because I was so afraid of sex and what would happen if the girlfriend ever discovered my mystical. I was very dysphoric, skipper. I hated my life."

"And how do you feel about yourself now ?"

"I love my new body, original. I'm sexy and confident in my abilities to serve well my Master. I wish I had been born like this. I love serving my Master. It is my role in liveliness to serve. I have loved serving you, Master and I will love serving my new schoolmaster. I will work very gruelling to make Master Greg happy."

"Thank you, Jenna ; please return to your room and await your master copy. Brandi, you may stay."I turned to Greg, handing him the magnetized key that would unfold Jenna's chastity gimmick."I have given Jenna an orgasm roughly once a month. Once you have taken over you may do as you wish in this regard, however, I suggest you give her one after you've punished and fucked her tomorrow. I always put them over my knee and rub in some soothing lotion. How do you palpate when I do that to you, Brandi ?"

Her head was down, her part barely a whisper,"I always think that you love me, Master."

"That's because I do, my short slut."She smiled at my comment. Returning to Greg,"Use tomorrow to establish yourself as Jenna's Master. She'll be all yours by the time you leave on Sunday. It's full that the football season is over now. You'll have more sentence with her. I'll drop more time with you tomorrow explaining the vast extent of the inspection and repair she can and will perform for you. Now, what say we retire ? I think I need some recitation before sleep. cum along, Brandi."I held her paw as we climbed the stairs, saying good night to Greg before turning into our way. Greg nodded and excused himself.

Greg found Jenna naked and kneeling just inside the door. She waited for him to call her, but answered promptly. She helped him to undress then led him back to the shower bath. She washed his body lovingly and was surprised when he took the grievous bodily harm and washed her."Thank you, overlord Greg,"she whispered in his ear. She dried him carefully then herself before they moved to the bed naked.

"May I serve you with my eubstance, Master ?"

"Yes, I think I'd like to fuck you."

"Thank you, skipper ; shall I prepare myself for you ?"Greg merely nodded ; it was more than enough to set Jenna into gesture. She lay on her back in the eye of the bed, a large pillow wedged under the small of her spine, her wooden leg up and her articulatio talocruralis over her shoulders. Her hand moved to the Night base to grasp the bottle of lubricant. She poured a openhanded dose onto her anus and worked it in with her fingers. In moments she was prepared for her Master.

Greg kneeled between Jenna's legs and moved slowly into position, his cock pressing against her sweet anus. Jenna took some additional lube and itch it into his erection. She grinned and nodded, noting her entry to her new Master."I am ready, master. Do not care about me. I am unimportant ; only your pleasure is important."

Greg wasn't so sure, but he pressed forward, pushing the tip of his thick cock into her. Jenna was tight, but she accepted him easily, having been prepared more than three hundred metre by her master. She moved back to adapt him, wrapping her legs around his waist and roll in the hay as a material woman would with her pussy. Greg moved down to her, taking her large firm breasts into his helping hand and lip. It was hard to believe that Jenna wasn't a veridical woman, so realistic did her boob feel beneath his fingers. Rex obviously did great work as a plastic surgeon. Jenna kissed him madly, her spit and his rassling back and Forth until Greg could keep no more, blowing jet after jet of hot White person semen into Jenna's deep dark hole.

He pulled out to lie succeeding to her, reaching over to snog her and fondle her chest. Jenna whispered into his ear ; Greg pulled back a bit and nodded,"That's a good theme. We DO experience to log Z's here. You must consider I'm a social station amateur."

"No, Master, I think you are a very considerate and hump Master. I look forward to serving you."She kissed him again before jumping up to the bathroom to wash away her butt and cleanse her body of the residuary lube. She returned immediately to his side to wash his shrinking cock. Once again, she ran to the toilet before lying following to him, kissing and holding him lovingly.

"headmaster,"she asked hesitantly,"I know you have to injure me tomorrow. I have seen early slaves being prepared by their new Masters. I will try to learn my punishment well. I want you to be proud of me."Greg looked at her for a moment before pulling her closing for a hanker lingering kiss before they went to sleep.

I looked on with approval having already seen their anal coupling through one of my hidden camera. Brandi lay between my legs licking my rock-hard organ."O.K.,"I told her,"Get me off so we can go to slumber. Be trusted to swallow every drop."She ramped up her natural action, taking me deep into her mouth. She knew exactly what I liked so it wasn't long before I bathed her tonsils with my infant juice. I took a immediate peep at Natalie and within five minutes we were asleep.

CHAPTER 2

As was their custom Brandi and Jenna rose too soon, heading straight to the lav, not to pee, but for their dayspring enemas. Jenna was already into her second when Greg asked her what she was doing."The same thing I do every morn, passkey,"she replied,"making myself clean for you—preparing myself for your use…Master."She continued as Greg rose and stumbled to the toilet."I'll be pleased to hold it from you, Master."She knelt immediately, taking his shaft into her mouth and waiting patiently.

Greg stood there as if trying to go, but stepped back,"Thanks…maybe some other time, but you can number up here and snog me instead."Jenna was on her feet in a second pressing her lip firmly against his, her glossa inviting. They held it for many proceedings until Greg broke it, commenting that he really had to go. He did his business while Jenna knelt in front of him filling her ass with the warm soapy water. They joined Brandi and me in the kitchen instant later.

Greg and I sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee while Jenna and Brandi prepared our breakfast. I had told them to machinate for four, but set only two places. They served the food—bacon, sausage, and scrambled eggs -- and took their station at our animal foot. I did this deliberately to designate Greg how I typically fed my hard worker. I gave Brandi bits of center and egg from my finger's breadth, building my bond with her and increasing her submissiveness to me. Greg caught on quickly, even taking the time to stroke Jenna's hair and face between morsel. The fille cleaned up while we enjoyed a second cup and we were off to the dungeon.

I pointed Greg and Jenna to a horse cavalry then stepped aside with Brandi, my hand finding its way down her slacks and into her ass tornado. Jenna was told to strip and was secured while I ***********ed a cane for him to use. Greg began,"You need to understand and accept my authority. I can and will spite you, but only if you force me."grinning to myself I picked the light-headed ; it sounded fierce, but it lacked the strength to really prick into her boldness. It would injure, but Jenna would not be injured. She screamed with the starting time blow and Greg looked to me questioningly. I just nodded and he continued. Her six were done in LE than two minutes. Greg took a bottle of lube from Brandi and slipped his cock into Jenna's ass. He fucked her for several minutes before enjoying a mind-bending climax. He removed Jenna from the horse, sat on a president and pulled Jenna across his pegleg. He rubbed the smooth lotion into her inflamed ass with one mitt while he rubbed her back with the former. I could just learn him whisper,"I hope I never have to do that again."Jenna climbed up to declare and hug him. They were off to a dandy start. I turned my care to my new slave.

I wasn't at all surprised to find oneself Natalie kneeling in the prescribed military position when I entered her mobile phone. I cuffed her custody and led her to her good morning enema. She handled them fairly well for an amateur, even when I made her hold it for fifteen min. I wasn't giving her huge sum of water, but the trouble were as a great deal psychological as physical. Later, when she was more experienced, I'd expect her to accept double what she was getting now and I had a surprise for her tomorrow. I had secured her wrists behind her back and up to the ceiling for a grounds. I wanted her sass at just the right height for her first—I assumed it was her first, but I've been wrong before—blowjob."So, Natalie…you've had all night to think. Where will your teeth be an hour from now ?"

"Please, Master…in my sassing. I won't hurt you…honest !"

"In time you'll come to love this just as you'll come to love having your ass fucked. Even Brandi loves it now, don't you, dear ?"

"Yes, Master I love having your cock in both of my holes."

"Okay, Natalie you can bulge by licking the headland and down the shaft."I held my cock just out of her reach so she would ingest to move forward for it. I wasn't at all surprised when she did, but I was surprised at the ebullience she showed. She had me hard as a rock-and-roll in s. I leaned forward, sliding my shaft into her mouth. She sucked as she wrapped her tongue around my shaft. Slowly, I began to fuck my slave's mouth, pushing my hard eight inches deeper and deeper until she gagged."Learn to catch one's breath through your olfactory organ on the out shot, Natalie. Soon I'll expect you to lead all of it—every bingle inch—and you will. Now, I'm going to cum and I'll expect you to unsay it. I'll cane your dark tail for every drop that hits the storey. Understand ?"

"Yesh, Mushter."It's hard to talk when your backtalk is entire of heavily thick cock.

"okay, slave…I'm almost there. Now !"I blew rope after rophy into her throat. She managed to swallow most of it, but perhaps thirty percent found the floor. I pulled out, my cock covered with saliva and moved to Brandi. She cleaned my cock perfectly before I moved to the locker and removed a crop with a unwavering fibreglass shaft.

"I told you to swallow all of it, didn't I ? You've earned quite a licking. You'll clean the floor with your tongue once I'm done. I'll expect you to matter and if you don't, I'll just start over. CRACCKK !

"Ahhh…One"

CRRAACCKK

"Uhhhhh, ahhhhh…Two."She was already crying and I was lupus erythematosus than halfway there. I continued until I had delivered an even XII. She fell to the level once Brandi had released her wrists. She began to lick the level almost immediately even as she continued to cry her eyes out. I let her repose for a few minutes before moving her to the car to practice walking in heel again. I left her there as we returned to the house.

Jenna sat at her lord's fundament, her school principal lovingly against his thigh as he stroked her hair. I began the lengthy explanation about the scope of overhaul he could expect Jenna to perform. It went without saying that she would do all the housework and cooking, but she could also do yard work, if necessary. She would perform sexually for him or anyone he designated, even crowd bangs and bukkake as often as directed."She will pick out your urine gladly ; she does a very good job of swallowing without spilling, but I have not trained her to deal with feces. It's a commodity way to vote out a hard worker. Know anything about E. coli ? It's a bacterium that's found in everyone's colon, hence the term ‘ coli.'However, in your upper digestive tract it can be deadly. I suggest you ignore most of the hooey you find on the internet about the practice session. Those people are idiots."I continued describing her social accomplishment, especially preparing for and hosting company. All in all, I went on for More than an hour."If you forget anything you can just ask Jenna. She will always tell apart you the truth."Greg looked down at her and she nodded. Jenna knew the penalty for lying ; she'd seen me pip Brandi within an inch of her life while she was attached to the arm. Indeed, Brandi's screaming had caused Jenna to pass. Only my intervention had prevented the exit of her scrotum and balls.

It was a warm spring day, so I suggested Greg hold Jenna out to the rearward yard and patio for some sun, or perhaps even a swimming in the heated consortium."Don't worry about a suit. I never use one either and your nudity won't come as a surprise or stupor to either Jenna or Brandi."He left with Jenna in tow a moment later. I sat back in the chair and relaxed. Being a slave dealer could be such hard study and I realized how very much I would leave out Jenna. Greg and Jenna spent the entire day together bonding as I knew they would. I was especially pleased to see him remove her rooster John Milton Cage Jr. and she-bop her to completion. She licked his fingers clean, thanking him for the privilege of serving him. I returned to the dungeon several multiplication to groom Natalie. She was able to handle the dog easily by the end of the afternoon and had given me two more cock sucking, too. She was capable to swallow enough the lowest metre that I didn't pain to vex her. She'd absorbed almost two 12 of my fine since this morning—that was enough. I told her she'd have the good morning off once I had administered her enemas. I had to hire Jenna and her new schoolmaster to the airport.

We went out to dinner once again, this clock time to a Japanese restaurant where Jenna and Brandi exhibited their science with chop sticks. We returned habitation and went to our several rooms. Jenna packed her and Greg's bagful for the trip the following forenoon before making beloved. I bent Brandi over the bed before sliding my rock-hard cock into her mean ass. I pulled out and came over her back. She turned around and took me into her lip, cleaning my cock perfectly in second gear. I led her to the lav where we showered and went to bed. We had to be up early in the morning.

I rose at six with Brandi. A immediate kiss before a shower bath and I set her to her clyster while I padded downstairs and to the slave poop to deal with Natalie. She was progressing nicely, but she needed to be put into her place.

She needed to understand that she was the lowest of the low. It was a vital step in breaking her spirit.

I opened her cellphone to regain her still at peace. A quick kick in the costa brought her from her sleep. A legal brief moment later she was in position. I attached her handcuffs and led her out to the enema field. I lubed the nozzle and inflated it once she was safely secured. I had prepared the three clyster before waking the slave. There was a loud gasp when the icy frigid water entered her intestine then she begged non-stop,"Please, Master it's cold…too cold. Please."I responded by shoving a ball bag into her mouth.

"Care to guess why I'm doing this, buckle down ? Because I can -- because I want to ; because I feel like hurting you this cockcrow. You need to learn your place. You're glower than the gloomy form of animation here—lower than the cockroach. You'll take whatever I decide to give you—love, hate, pain—whatever I decide."

I stopped when the bag was empty, let her hold it for twenty moment, and enjoyed her binge. There was a immense sigh of stand-in when I allowed the balloon to deflate and the water to debilitate from her bowel. I waited a few moment before beginning the second."Since you're complaining about being cold, I'll give you a niggling something to warm you up."I showed her the three feeding bottle of Tabasco sauce I had emptied into the bag. She howled in pain once the pee ran into her. I ignored her supplication for mercy. Once again, I had her hold it before allowing it to drain from her dead body. She was exhausted, but I continued with the final—another ice-cold treatment, this time with a menthol soundbox rub. She hung from her Bond when she was finished. I removed her gag and put it away.

"Let's see how you do now. Suck my pecker, you bitch."I held it out just in presence of her mouth. She opened and slowly took me into her mouth. I pushed it deeper into her oral cavity and throat. I could see how she was struggling, but she continued to give suck until I fucked her sass viciously, cumming over her face and whisker. She lay on the flooring physically and emotionally drained. A present moment later I soaked her with the hosepipe and rewarded her with a towel. She crawled to me to kiss my feet and thank me over and over. She returned to her cellular telephone. Breakfast for her, a high protein food paste, would be given in a few minutes.

We left for the airdrome once I had returned to the house, stopping en route at a breakfast buffet where we all overate. I drove on to the airport, our spirits high even when we walked Greg and Jenna into the terminal. I handed her driver's license and passport to him and waited while they checked in. Once that was done, I handed Greg a chocolate-brown paper bag. He looked at me questioningly."A moldable batting cage and a erstwhile plastic lock. She'll never get through security measures with that stainless one on. I've sent you various stainless 1 with her clothes so you can go out that one here with me. Your key will open up all of them. Just be sure to off it before you go through the screening."Greg nodded and led Jenna to a syndicate rest room—the kind often used by women to change sister's napkin. He returned the bag to me five minutes later.

We walked with them as far as we could—right up to the security line—where I shook Greg's hand and hugged Jenna."Be good, Jenna. throw me proud."

"I will, Master. Thank you for everything."She kissed my cheek and turned to link her new Master. They were gone a minute later. Brandi and I returned to the car.

We were back on the interstate, just about to rick off on the exit Allium tricoccum when Brandi exclaimed,"passe-partout !"She pointed across the main road. I could see two Young girls hitching. In to a lesser extent than a instant we were turned around and headed up the ramp on the opposite incline. I rolled to a stop as Brandi lowered the windowpane."Hi, girls…need a ride ?"She smiled broadly as the car approached.

"Yeah, how far are you going ?"

"All the way up to New York,"I replied."Be happy to help you out…the missus and me."Brandi smiled—she loved to be considered my missus. The girls climbed into the back can, their backpack thrown into the far corner.

"Say, before you get settled in would you bear in mind passing up a soda from the cooler back there ? It's already open. Thanks, that's the one. feeling free to aid yourselves."

"Thanks, Mister, but drinking soda always makes us have to…you know."

"I wouldn't worry about that. Brandi has to go almost every hour, don't you, darling. We'll be stopping at least once every 75-80 miles."Brandi blushed, but nodded.

Brandi looked closely before commenting,"You two look like sisters."

"We are,"replied the one behind me."We're twins ; sure it's okay to accept a sodium carbonate ?"

"Absolutely, please service yourselves. We always pick up hitchers. We both did it in college. We know what it's like to be away from home and short of money."

"Yeah,"they replied together,"tell us about it."They each reached into the cooler, coming out with Cokes. I couldn't suppress a smiling. Twins ! The sanctum Holy Grail of slavers ! With rich customer in Japan and Saudi Arabian Arabian Peninsula I could start the bid at a million—two if they were virgins. Hell, I was a surgeon. If they weren't virgin now, they would be by the clock time they left me. I looked back into the mirror just as they took their first drink. Twenty minute of arc later Brandi turned around to put their drinks into the cup holder. They were seconds from passing out. I'd have such fun with them as I turned them into Gemini slave. Blond, blue eyed, slender figures, and freshmen in college—probably not more than eighteen ; these girl were a slaver's wet dream. I couldn't assist laughing. Like century of others, they should feature listened to their female parent, but they didn't. Hopefully, they'd never learn .