Spring Break

Spring Break

by captv8td

captv8td1@hotmail.com

Chapter 1

Spring break couldn’t have come soon enough for Anna.  School was hard this semester and most of her courses were boring.  It had been a grueling two months and she needed a break.  She and her friend, Amy, were finally free.

The two girls had planned the road trip at the beginning of the semester and now they were on their way to Arizona where Amy had an aunt and uncle.  They planned on staying with the relatives and working on their tans in the relaxing desert sun.  They might also do a little exploring, like visiting the Grand Canyon.  Mostly, they were just going to bake in the sun and relax, though.

Louis and Janet greeted the girls warmly when they arrived.  Even Anna started feeling like she was part of the family.  The aunt and uncle had lunch waiting for them when they got there and then remained with the girls at the table and chatted with them.

“You are both so lovely,” remarked Janet.

It was true.  Both girls were remarkably attractive.  Anna was a nineteen year old beauty with long brunette hair that flowed to the small of her back.  Her five feet ten inch body was slender and curvy and well proportioned.  Blue eyes sparkled at everyone who met her and her face was beautiful with a perky nose, luscious full lips and an angular chin.

Amy was every bit as gorgeous as her best friend.  She was an inch taller than Anna with long black hair and green eyes but, other than that, she could have been mistaken for Anna’s twin.  Their shapes were identical as were the basic contours of their faces.

“Thank you, Aunt Janet,” smiled Amy.  “You are very lovely too.”

This was also true.  The former model could only be described as statuesque at six feet two inches.  At thirty years of age, the blonde was still very slender, the way that models tend to be.  Her large breasts were the only thing that distinguished her from the classical model’s figure.  They were D cups which were big by any standard but looked even larger on her slender frame.  And her face still retained the beauty that she must have had in her modeling years.

“Awww.  That’s so sweet of you to think so.  Thank you.”

“What am I?  Chopped liver?” asked Louis in mocked indignation.

“You are lovely too, dear,” smiled Janet as she reached over and patted his hand in encouragement.  Both girls giggled as they nodded their heads in agreement.

After lunch, Louis went outside to work on some chores.  Even though he was independently wealthy from his time in Silicon Valley, the thirty five year old still preferred to do most of the work around the house himself.

Janet remained behind with the girls.  She gave them a tour of the house, ending up at the guest room.  “I’m afraid there’s only one bed.  But we have a few options.  I can put you in two different rooms.  Or we could set up a rollaway bed in here.  Or you could share the bed.

“We don’t mind sharing,” remarked Amy.  “Do we?”

“No, not at all.  We are just happy that you are giving us a place to stay.”

“Oh, you are most welcome.  We’ll love having you.  Now what would you like to do?  Do you want to take a nap or go swimming or what?”

“Ooooo, swimming would be great!” answered Anna quickly.

“Okay, swimming it is.  Put your suits on.  Or not.  It’s a clothing optional house.”  Janet pulled the door shut behind her as she left.

“Clothing optional?” asked Anna.  “Naked?”

“I guess,” replied Amy.  “Mom warned me that she was a wild one but she assumed Aunt Janet had settled down by now.  I guess not.”

Both girls decided on swimsuits.  They emerged from the house five minutes later wearing scant bikinis that did little to cover their bodies.  But at least they weren’t naked.  Janet was sitting in a chair by the pool, wearing a beach wrap.

The girls dove in and frolicked in the water while Janet just watched them and smiled.  Their bodies were flawless and so delicious looking.  Having been around beautiful women for her entire working career, she knew her way around a woman’s body.  But none of her former lovers were as gorgeous as these two girls in her pool.

She wondered about tonight’s party again.  She and Lou had discussed inviting the girls to attend but had decided against it.  It might be too embarrassing for them and might make the rest of their stay awkward.  She wondered.

After awhile, they pulled themselves from the pool and sat down with Janet.  They oiled up their skin and leaned back in their chairs to soak up the sun.  Janet started the conversation and kept it going by asking questions and telling stories.

How was school?  What did they do when they weren’t in class?  Did they have boyfriends?  (This one was really designed to find out if they might be lovers.  But they each said that they dated so Janet assumed that they were heterosexual.)

What did they do for fun?  What was the wildest thing that they had ever done?

Amy had run naked across the quad.  She had lost a bet and this was her forfeit.  She had been afraid of getting caught but she found the whole experience to be exhilarating.

Anna was reluctant to answer fo fear that she might offend Janet with her true answer but she was unable to think of something else that didn’t sound lame.  “I had sex with two guys at once.”  She too had found the experience to be exhilarating.

“Oh, aren’t you two brave little adventurers,” smiled Janet.  “Those both sound like fun.”

“At least they’re not complete innocents,” thought Janet.  Maybe they wouldn’t be offended by the party after all.  She decided to invite them despite their earlier decision.

“Girls, Lou and I have to attend a party tonight.  You are both welcome to join us.  But I would understand if you chose not to.  Do you want to try a new something wild?”

“Oh, I love parties,” giggled Amy.

“Me too,” echoed Anna.

“Well, before you make your decision, let me tell you a little about it first.  It’s a kind of a munch.”

Both girls furrowed their brows in confusion.  “A munch?”

“Yes, a munch.  It’s a social gathering of like-minded people.  This is kind of a munch except there will also be demonstrations and other play there.  The like-minded people are all into the master/slave relationship.”

“Oh wow!  I gotta see this,” exclaimed Amy.  “Mom always said you were wild, Aunt Janet.  Now I see why.”

“Your mother doesn’t know about this.  And she can’t.  So if you go, it will have to be our little secret.  What about you, Anna?”

“Sure.  It sounds exciting.  I’d love to go.”  She wasn’t at all sure but she didn’t want to be seen as a party pooper.

“Great.  Do you want to go as mistresses or slaves or one of each?”

“You choose, Aunt Janet,” replied Amy.  “I don’t think that either one of us knows enough about it to decide.”

“Well, frankly, I think you should go as our slaves.  We can guide you through it that way.  But you should know that clothing is not an option for slaves.”

“We would be naked?” gasped Anna.

“Yes.  You would both be naked,” replied Janet.  “Naked other than for a collar and maybe some cuffs.”

“Oh wow!” exclaimed Amy enthusiastically.

“Yeah, oh wow,” said Anna with her voice filled with doubt.

“Well you think about it.  We have a couple of hours before we have to leave.”  With that, she left the slightly dazed girls to think discuss it between themselves.

“What do you think?” asked Anna.

“I think it sounds exciting.”

“Me too, kind of.  But naked?”

“It’s not like we would be the only naked ones.  It sounds like lots of them will be naked.  We’ll blend right in.”

“But naked?" Anna said skeptically.  Then she paused and reluctantly agreed.  "Okay, I’ll do it.  It’ll be something new, I guess.”

Amy went into the house and told her aunt.  Anna saw Janet hug Amy and smile broadly at the news.  Then Janet came back out to the patio with Amy in tow.

“You two might want to take a nap to freshen up.  I’ll come get you in time for you to prepare.”

“What?  And miss out on this gorgeous sun?”

“You have two weeks to enjoy the sun.  Are you disobeying your mistress already?”

“Yikes!” replied Amy.  “Can’t be getting into trouble already.  Okay, we’ll go lie down for a bit.”  They disappeared into the house and went up to their room.  They chatted for a few minutes and then fell fast asleep.  When Janet came in an hour later, she found them spooning on top of the bed with their swimsuits still on and Amy’s arm draped over Anna’s body.  “Maybe they are lovers after all,” thought Janet.  They certainly seemed comfortable with intimacy.  Janet sat on the side of the bed and stroked Amy’s arm.  “Wake up little slavegirls.”

Both girls stirred awake.  Amy pulled her arm back quickly when she realized she had been cuddling with Anna in her sleep.  “Oh, sorry.  I don’t want you to get the wrong impression.  We aren’t like that.”

Janet laughed.  “Like lesbian?  Neither am I.  But I have had my share of female lovers.  I wouldn’t care if you were.  Now both of you stand up and let me see what I have to work with.”

Both of them scrambled off the bed and stood before Janet.  “Yes, very nice,” commented Janet.  “Now off with the suits.”

“What?” gasped Anna.  “With you here?”

“Well, I’m going to see you eventually.  We might as well start right now.”

Anna hesitated but Amy readily reached behind her back and untied her top, letting it fall to the floor.  Then she untied her bottoms and let them glide to her feet, kicking them aside.  Anna reluctantly followed suit and soon both girls were standing naked in front of the older woman who remained seated on the bed.

“Yes, very nice.  Turn for me?”  In unison, both girls turned full circle to let Janet appraise their bodies.  “Perfect.  I think I have just the right things.  Now, go shower while I get them.”

“Oh boy,” said Anna as soon as Janet left the room.  “This is going to be stranger than I thought.”

“It’ll be fun.  I’ll shower first,” said Amy and she went into the attached bathroom.

“I thought I told you to shower,” remarked Janet when she returned.

“I will.  I will,” replied Anna.  “But Amy’s in there right now.”

“I don’t see any reasons why you can’t share a shower.  And I expect my slaves to obey.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” responded Anna sheepishly nd then she disappeared into the bathroom.

“Apparently slaves share showers,” she informed Amy as she stepped into the shower stall behind the other girl.

“Oh, well who’s to know?  I’m new to this.”  They both giggled.  “Well, as long as you’re in here, can you do my back?”

“Sure,” replied Anna.  Then she soaped up her hands and rubbed the soap into Amy’s flawless flesh.  Amy returned the favor and soon they were finished.  Ten minutes of blow drying and the naked pair emerged from the bathroom to find Janet sitting on the bed.

“How would you like us made up, Aunt Janet?” asked Amy.

“Come over here and let me see.  And it’s Mistress for the rest of the evening.”

“Oh.  Yes, Mistress,” replied Amy and the pair moved to stand in front of Janet again.  She looked into both beautiful faces and smiled.  “No facial make up.  Neither one of you need any.”  Then she reached out and lifted Anna’s breast in her hand, causing the girl to tense.  She ran her finger slowly around the nipple and watched as it stiffened.  “We won’t even need to rouge your nipples.  They are perfect.”

Then she repeated the action with one of Amy’s breasts, causing Amy to tense also.  “No rouge for these either.  Just like ripe little berries waiting to be plucked.  Now let’s get you dressed.”

Anna looked around the room to see if Janet had laid out any clothes but didn’t see any.  “What would you like for us to wear for the ride?”

“These,” said Janet as she held up the little leather things.  These turned out to be collars.  They were matching black collars.  Each was an inch thick with several rings along the length.  “You may put them on one another.”

Anna started first and fitted the collar around her friend’s neck, buckling it in back.  Janet slipped a finger between the collar and throat and declared that it needed to be tighter.  Anna complied and then Amy placed the second collar around her neck.

“Now, let me do your hair,” said Janet.  She started with Amy, gathering the lush black hair into a ponytail and then securing a band around it.  Anna was next and soon each girl was sporting a ponytail that seemed to sprout from the tops of their heads.

“One last item.  I’m not sure they will fit but let’s try.”  Janet knelt in front of Anna and placed a piece of metal around her thigh.  It looked like a cylinder that had been cut in half lengthwise and then put back together with a hinge.  Janet slid it higher on the thigh until it reached the girl’s sex.  Then she closed it slowly.  “We need to make sure it doesn’t pinch.”

Anna heard a click and then heard Janet pronounce that it was a perfect fit.  She repeated the actions on Amy who felt very uncomfortable as her aunt was touching her near her sex.  Then Janet pronounced that one to be a perfect fit also.

“What are they for?” asked Anna who had watched the operation closely.  Once closed, the fit was so perfect that it was difficult to see a seam.

“Nothing, really,” replied Janet.  “Just decorative.  But I think it’s very sexy looking and it makes you a matched pair.  My matched pair.

Finally, she clipped leashes onto the collars and started for the door.  “Come girls.”

Both girls dug in their heels at the same time.  “This is all we’re wearing?!?!?!?!?” exclaimed Anna.

“I tould you that you would be naked.  Now don’t start getting squeamish on me.”

“But couldn’t we at least wear something in the car?”

“No, that won’t be necessary.  Now come.  I need to get dressed.”  Anna sighed in resignation and followed Janet.  Amy followed along too.

Lou was just stepping out of the bathroom when Janet led the two girls into the master bedroom.  Both girls gasped when they saw that he was naked but for a towel slung over one of his shoulders.  And both girls gasped again when they looked down and saw his cock.  It looked huge even in its flaccid state.

“Oh, here are my slavegirls,” he smiled.  “I’m so glad you decided to join us.  I was afraid it wouldn’t appeal to you.”

“You’re naked,” croaked Anna.

“I told you this is a clothing optional household,” remarked Janet.

Anna just nodded as she continued to stare at the cock even as Lou talked with his wife, asking her what she planned to wear tonight.  She replied that she thought she would go with the slacks and blouse instead of the leathers or the skirt.  He said that he would wear his vest then so that they didn’t look like they were wearing the same outfit.

“Come here, girl,” he said to Amy.  Janet released the leash to Amy, letting it fall to dangle between her breasts and Amy stepped closer.  “Beautiful slave.  You two will be the hit of the party.”  Anna’s eyes opened wide in surprise as she watched her friend’s uncle reach out and lift both of Amy’s breasts in his hands, letting his thumbs brush back and forth across the stiffening nipples.  She also saw that the huge cock was stiffening, becoming thicker and rising slightly.

“See what you do to me, girl?”

“Yes, Uncle Lou,” stammered Amy as she bashfully glanced down.  She saw her breasts being held and toyed with and saw the shaft between his legs elongating.

“Master,” he corrected her.

“Yes, Master.  Sorry, Master.”

Lou smiled and then lowered her breasts.  “Go back to your mistress.  You, girl, come here.”

Anna jumped as she heard the command but, when her leash was released, she went to Lou obediently.  She trembled slightly as she stood in front of him.

“You have been staring at me,” he said.  “Do you like something that you see?”

Anna blushed as she realized that she had indeed been staring at his cock.  By now, it was fully erect and was pointing at her threateningly.  “Sorry, Master.  It’s just that it’s so huge.”

Lou smiled and reached up to brush the back of a finger long a blushing cheek.  “Some slaves like large ones.”

He then reached out again and gripped Anna’s nipples with thumbs and fingers.  He rolled them back and forth as he gazed into Anna’s eyes.  She sucked in her breath as the twisting gave her pleasure.  Then he released the nipples and lifted the breasts with splayed fingers, enjoying their heaviness.

“Go back to your mistress, little one,” he commanded as he finally released her breasts.

Chapter 2

“Nothing will be worse than what you have already experienced,” said Janet as they drove to the event.  “That scene in the bedroom was for your benefit.  We wanted to sensitize you to your role and what you can expect at the event.”

“That was some sensitivity training!” thought Anna.  “I was close to cumming.”

“One of us should be with you at all times.  You should know that you are not available for others to play with,” advised Lou.  “If you get lost, just find us as quickly as possible.”

“Yes, Master,” replied Anna.  Lou was driving and Janet was in the passenger seat.  The two naked girls sat in the backseat, glancing questioningly at one another as if to silently ask “did we do the right thing?”

Amy felt herself blush as she felt the leather seat becoming slippery and wet, knowing that it was her juices coating the leather.  She wondered if her friend was similarly aroused and she wondered why she herself was.  What had started as a curiosity and wild adventure was turning into a very erotic experience.  But she wondered if she was allowed to have erotic experiences with an aunt and uncle.

Anna found herself sliding over the seat the same way and was embarrassed that she was aroused and flowing so freely.  She too was finding this to be an erotic experience but she did not have the concerns about the couple being her aunt and uncle.  In fact, she was wondering what it would feel like to be taken by such a large cock and wondered if Janet would allow her husband to have sex with her.

Lou was wearing black leather pants that hugged his hips tightly.  He wore no underwear since the edges would have been clearly visible under the thin tight leather.  But this also made it easy to see the way his cock hung down and curled to the left.  On top, he wore a black leather vest which provided some covering but left his strong chest and tight belly somewhat visible.

Janet was also dressed in black.  She had chosen black linen slacks which looked very crisp and stylish on her.  She also wore a black silk blouse and had left several buttons undone.  This left quite a bit of cleavage available for admirers to view.  Black boots with stiletto heels finished off the look and made her tower over the two girls.

Janet swiveled in her seat and smiled at the girls.  Amy seemed clearly excited about the adventure.  Anna looked deep in thought and was clearly having second thoughts.  Janet reached back and slowly stroked the backs of her fingers along the outer swells of Amy’s bountiful left breast.

“I still can’t get over how you’ve grown up, Amy.  You are just so curvy and lovely.  You look positively edible.”

“Thank you Aunt Jan… I mean Mistress,” replied the teenager.  It felt odd to be touched so intimately by a relative.  At the same time, it felt wicked and thrilling.  Janet then placed her thumb and two fingers around the nipple as if she was going to pinch it.  But instead of pinching, she tugged on it with a very light grip, letting the nipple slide between her fingers.  She kept repeating this and soon the nipple was very stiff and Amy’s seat was a lot wetter.

“We’re almost there, girls.  When we arrive, a valet will take the car.  I will open Amy’s’ door and I want you to both get out of on this side of the car.  I want you to stand erect with your shoulders back and your heads high.  No covering yourselves with your hands.  If you can’t figure out what to do with your hands, you might find it helpful to clasp them behind your back.”

“You are both beautiful with bodies to die for.  You should never be ashamed of them.  I want you to be proud slaves for me.”

“Yes, Mistress,” both girls chimed in unison.

When they arrived, they did exactly as Janet had instructed.  Amy seemed to adjust to her new role more easily than Anna.  She was the first one out of the car and stood erect as she glanced around.  They were at a private party and she could see a lot of cars lining the street but she could not see any people other than the parking attendant.

Anna got out next.  She remembered to stand erect with good posture but she could not seem to keep her hands still.  They kept wanting to move upward to cover her breasts and sex.  Finally, out of frustration, she clasped her hands behind her back.  She could see that this thrust her breasts forward even more, which embarrassed her, but at least she was no longer fidgeting.

Janet led the way with her leash attached to Anna.  Lou followed, leading Amy by an identical leash.  They were greeted by their host and hostess, George and Emily Banks.  Both slaves were admired by the hosts and Lou and Janet were hugged by Emily.  Then, all four were led through the house to the patio in back.  Anna gasped when she saw that the backyard was filled with at least fifty people.  At least a third of them were naked and most of the naked ones were female, although there were a few naked males with collars around their necks.

The foursome mingled together for awhile, introducing themselves to people they did not know and greeting ones they did know.  After awhile, Lou and Janet split up to talk to friends with Lou taking Amy with him and Janet trailing Anna behind her.  After more mingling, the dominants released the leashes and let the two girls mingle on their own.

“They are so cute,” observed Janet to Lou who had joined her back on the patio.

“Amy is taking to this like a duck to water,” said Lou.  They both looked in Amy’s direction and saw her chatting with a group of other guests.  There was a little ring of admirers who had formed around her and who seemed to savor every word she spoke.  She was smiling and gesturing naturally as she spoke.  She beamed with enthusiasm.

“I think we might be able to keep them as slaves during their entire visit,” smiled Janet.

“I’m not so sure about Anna,” said Lou.  “She doesn’t seem too comfortable in her new role.  I didn’t think anyone could blush that much.”  They both looked over to their other slavegirl.  She was talking with an older man and had her eyes cast down.  She fidgeted and they watched as her hands would start to creep up to cover herself only to be caught by her and returned to be clasped behind her back.  Every few minutes, her face would turn a new shade of pink.

“It might be that she’s not too comfortable because this hits too close to home,” Lou speculated.

“What do you mean?”

“Maybe this is too close to her own fantasies.  If she were repulsed by this idea, she would have said no.  She was reluctant but not resistant.  Maybe you are right that we can enjoy them as slaves for a couple of weeks.”

Anna felt her face flush again.  The fifty something man she was talking to seemed nice enough but it was so strange to be naked and talking to someone who was older than her father.  Mostly, he asked questions like how old was she?  Where did she go to school?  How long had she been a submissive?  He was surprised when she responded that she had been a slave for only two hours.

“What did she hope to gain from her experience as a submissive?  His question brought new levels of crimson to her cheeks.  Should she tell him that it was not her idea and that she was only doing this as a favor to her friend?  She could, because it was partly true.  But it was not the entire truth.  In the end, she responded by telling the man that she had fantasies about being a slavegirl and when her friend wanted her to do this, she agreed to see what it was like.

“I see,” smiled the man who had introduced himself as Stephen.  He reached out and tucked a finger under her chin, tilting it upward so he could look into her eyes.  “And is it everything you hoped it would be?”

More blushing followed.  “I don’t know.  It’s all so very embarrassing.”

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about, my dear,” he said.  He reached up with both hands and placed them on her shoulders, letting them glide lightly down her arms.  “You are exquisite.  There is nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“But I’m naked!” she trembled at his touch.

“So you are,” he continued.  “Splendid in your nudity.  No sub here is a match for your beauty except for maybe your equally beautiful slave sister.  You are both lovely.  You have both brightened this gathering.”

He lifted each of her breasts in his hands and smiled into her eyes again.  Anna trembled again and felt a fresh blush spread across her cheeks and chest.  “Give it a chance and you may find that reality is even better than your fantasy.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whimpered.  “That’s what I’m afraid of.”

As Anna continued talking to Stephen, Lou and Janet hatched a plan.  If they were successful, they would own two playthings for the next two weeks and maybe beyond.  The key was to make Anna feel as comfortable as possible by the end of the party.

Lou waited for Stephen to release Anna’s breasts and then walked over and greeted his friend.  He also took the end of the leash which had been dangling between the full, succulent breasts.

“You are very fortunate, Lou,” admired Stephen.  “She’s  a treasure.”

“Yes, we are very lucky to have two beautiful slavegirls,” agreed Lou as he patted Anna on her rump.  This set off a fresh wave of blushes in the naked girl.  The two men continued their discussion and Anna resumed her study of the grass.  Finally, Lou said his goodbyes and informed Stephen that he needed some time with his girl.  He led Anna by her leash into the house and then sat in the den, pulling her into his lap.

“You don’t look like you are enjoying this, Anna,” he said as he let a fingertip circle one of her nipples idly.  He cradled her back in his other arm.

“It’s just all so different, Lou…. I mean Master.”

“Lou is fine for right now.  You can be out of character while we talk.”

“Thank you, Lou,” she whispered.  He moved his finger to her other nipple and noticed that she did not protest even though this was an out of character discussion.

“Most people would find this to be uncomfortable the first time,” he continued.  “Some try it once and never do it again.  Many people have fantasies about being submissive and this provides an outlet for them to explore.  Others never realized that they had fantasies but this experience awakens something in them and they choose to continue.  I think that you are very brave just to try it once.”  By this time, he was gently tugging on a nipple as Janet had done to Amy earlier during the ride.  The twin buds stiffened quickly at his touch.

“Thank you, Lou,” Anna replied.  “I don’t want to act prudish.  I can see that Amy is enjoying it.  And I find it to be exciting in an odd sort of way.”

As she talked, Lou slid his hand down to her tight belly and rubbed in a light circle twice.  Then his hand slid between her legs and he felt the steamy heat of her sex.  Again, it did not go unnoticed that she did not resist even though he had temporarily taken her out of the role of slavegirl.

“Yes, it is exciting,” agreed Lou.  “That’s why we belong to this group.  We all find it exciting to either be a slave or own a slave and this gives us a chance to share ideas and experiences.”  His finger started gliding over Anna’s labia and he discovered that she was already quite aroused.  He wondered how long she had been this damp.

“I think that the experience is actually liberating for a slave,” he continued.  “The slave makes a single decision to grant ownership of her body to another.  After that, the slave is released from all further decisions and responsibilities.  The slave is free from all accountability and guilt.”

By this time, Lou had slipped a finger between the wet folds of Anna’s sex and was slowly sliding it in and out.  He lightly strummed his thumb over her clit, eliciting a series of soft moans from the girl in his lap.  He saw her eyelids flutter and then close and he tilted his head to kiss each of her eyelids.

His finger and thumb kept moving and her moans became louder.  He saw her belly start to quiver and he kissed the beautiful girl on her lips.  “Cum for me, Anna.  Cum for me now.”

That was all of the encouragement that Anna needed in her highly aroused state.  Her body stiffened and she groaned as she climaxed.  Lou kept his finger and thumb moving, prolonging the orgasm and Anna rolled her head back, groaning again.

“Come with me, pet,” Lou said after she had come back down from her orgasm.

Anna stood up and waited for Lou to take her leash.  “Yes, Master.”

Some people were still mingling and chatting in the grass.  Others were seated in a large circle of chairs on the patio.  Lou took a seat and placed a pillow on the ground net to his chair.  Anna instinctively knelt and they listened to Stephen lead a discussion on “control and Trust in a Successful Relationship.”

After the discussion, Lou led Anna around for the rest of the evening.  There were two demonstration areas and they stopped by both.  At one, a craftsman was demonstrating how to make a collar.  He had many on display and was working on a black leather one with intricate patterns embossed on it.

The other one was a demonstration of Japanese rope bondage techniques.  The instructor had apparently asked for a volunteer because Anna saw that he was just completing the binding of Amy.  Ropes crisscrossed Amy’s flesh and circled the base of her breasts causing them to bulge tightly.  Other ropes decorated her hips and thighs, framing her sex and opening it for all to see.  Anna saw that her friend was very aroused because she was positively dripping.

The instructor was just finishing binding Amy’s arms.  The ropes stretched the girl’s shoulders back and caused her elbows to touch behind her back.  Anna thought that this looked very uncomfortable but you could not tell from the look on Amy’s face.  The serene smile across her lips indicated that the girl was loving the treatment.

The ride home was quiet.  The dominants left the submissives alone in their thoughts.  Janet wanted to quiz the girls about their experiences but she had agreed with Lou that they were best left alone to think.

When they got home, Lou encouraged them to talk together.  If they wanted the experience to continue, then they should wear their collars to breakfast.  If they wanted it to just be a one-night adventure, then their necks should be bare.  He assured them that he and Janet would be happy either way.  Then, he unclipped their leashes and sent them to bed.

Chapter 3

Both girls arrived at breakfast the next morning wearing their collars.  Amy was practically bubbling over with excitement.  Even Anna looked happy and excited.

“Good morning, Mistress,” chirped Amy.

“Good morning, Master,” smiled Anna.

“Ah, two beautiful slaves.  That’s what this house needed to brighten it up.”

The foursome ate breakfast together.  All were naked other than the collars that the girls wore.  In fact, they had never even taken off their collars from the night before.

When they got to the bedroom the night before, Amy had blurted out that it was the most thrilling experience of her life.  She plopped herself onto the bed and immediately plunged two fingers into her steamy sex, not caring that she might offend her friend.  “I have never been so horny in my life!”

Anna laid on the bed beside her and reached out to caress Amy’s belly, propping her head up with her other hand to watch the erotic sight.  It did not take long for Amy to explode in a powerful orgasm.  After she settled down, Amy turned to face Anna and kissed her.  While they had hugged and kissed each other before, it had never been like this.

They chatted for hours, holding each other and stroking and caressing.  There was no sex other than Amy’s spontaneous masturbation but it was all very sexual.  Amy clearly wanted the adventure to continue.  Anna admitted that she also found it exciting and they agreed to remain as slavegirls.

After breakfast, Janet announced that they needed to fill out slave contracts.  Janet took Amy into one room and Anna went with Lou.  Lou had printed out blank copies of the contracts that had been developed by the group and each dominant went over it in detail with each submissive.  Part of the contract consisted of a list of activities.  Each girl was asked to rate them in terms of desire to do it and willingness.  As soon as Anna identified fellatio as something that she desired and that she was willing to do it, Lou had her kneel between his legs to suck on his cock as they went through the remainder of the contract.  Anna had to lift her head off the huge erection each time she had to give a response but then quickly glided her lips back over the pole once her reply was stated.

Amy hardly ruled out anything at all, which did not surprise Janet much.  She had already concluded that Amy inherited the same family wild gene that she did.

Anna was a bit more circumspect and her responses would make owning her successfully more difficult.  For example, she rated bestiality as a five out of five, meaning that she had a strong desire for it.  But she rated it as only a two out of five on willingness.  “I wonder what she means by that,” thought Lou.

Another seeming contradiction was in her answers regarding public display.  She rated it as a one out of five on desire but five out of five in terms of willingness.  Lou knew that he would have to work closely with Janet to cultivate this slavegirl.

Another thing in the contract was the timeframe.  Amy had wanted to leave it open so she could be a slave for as long as she wished.  Janet had insisted on entering the date when the girls were scheduled to leave for home.

The last section was the list of acknowledgements.  Each girl had to acknowledge that they had entered into the contract of their own free will.  And each had to acknowledge that their bodies now belonged to Lou and Janet.  There were a dozen or so of these acknowledgements but, in the end, both signed and they gathered again around the kitchen table.  Janet raised her eyebrows as Lou walked in with his cock still semi-erect and glistening with Anna’s saliva.

“I guess I know how Anna responded on fellatio,” she laughed.  Anna smiled sheepishly and blushed.  Janet explained that each girl’s lists would be posted on the bulletin board and that they could change their answers at any time.  All they had to do was make the change and initial it.  Janet put them up on the bulletin board and studied Anna’s responses for a moment.  She noticed that each of the girls had responded with a five out of five on lesbian sex.

“I think it’s time for some entertainment, Lou.  Anna, hop up on the table and lie flat.”  Janet helped position the girl to her satisfaction.  Then, she told Amy to get on the table and positioned her so that she was kneeling with her sex just inches above Anna’s face.  Then she bent Amy forward until her face was between Anna’s thighs.

“Oh my gosh!” gasped Anna.  “I thought that meant sex with you, not Amy.”

“Who do these lips belong to now?” asked Janet as she traced a finger over Anna’s lips.

“They belong to you, Mistress,” blushed Anna as she gazed up at Amy’s very wet sex.

“Good girl.  And who does this belong to?” she asked as she plunged two fingers into Anna’s equally wet sex.

Anna moaned.  “It belongs to you, Mistress.”

“That’s right.  All of you belongs to me.  All of both of you belongs to me.  And I will use my property any way that I please within your limits.  Now stop stalling.  You both know what to do.”

Amy started first by licking a line between Anna’s slick petals before curling her tongue and driving it into her friend’s sex.  Anna followed and soon the two dominants who were seated on either side of the table enjoyed the heavenly sights and sounds of girl sex.

Lou watched as Anna’s face erupted in a new cascade of crimsons and pinks.  He reached out and ran his palm in slow circles over the blushing girl’s belly.  Then he leaned forward and whispered to her.  “Good girl.  You are such a good slave for me.”

Anna felt Amy’s tongue lashing at her sex.  One moment, it was flickering over her clit.  In the next moment, it would stab deep into her.  Anna flickered her tongue over her friend’s clit and then wrapped her lips around it, suckling lightly and eliciting a moan from Amy.

Janet reached out and grabbed the breasts on her side of the table.  She squeezed Anna’s at the base, tightening her fingers around the delicious orb.  She gripped Amy’s by the nipple and pulled downward, stretching it into a cone.

Lou slid his hand upward until it reached Anna’s other breast.  He pressed downward, flattening it against the girl’s chest and caught the nipple between his fingers.  He gripped Amy’s nipple, stretching it down and outward as Janet was doing, sending ripples of pain and pleasure through the slavegirl.

“Don’t cum until you have permission, girls,” warned Janet as she released the breasts.  She moved to the end of the table and placed a finger into Amy’s swampy sex, feeling Anna’s tongue gliding over her knuckle.  Then she withdrew her finger and placed it against Amy’s little pucker.  She circled the little rosebud several times before pressing inward, meeting resistance at first before the finger slowly disappeared into the girl’s rectum.  This elicited another moan from Amy.

For twenty minutes, the girls kept themselves on the verge of climax until Janet finally gave them permission.  Within seconds, both slaves erupted in orgasm and Amy collapsed on top of her friend.  Janet wiggled her finger once more and then pulled it out of the slavegirl.

“That was spectacular, girls,” admired Lou.  “But now I have a problem.”  He stood up and displayed his very erect cock.  Janet helped Amy up and pulled the girl into her lap to caress her and hold her.  Lou grasped Anna by the ankles and tugged her, sliding her across the table until her bottom rested on the edge.  He tilted her legs up and spread them, creating an inviting target for his cock.  Then he arched his hips forward, easily sliding his thick pole into Anna’s velvety folds.

“Mmmmm, Master,” murmured Anna as he filled her completely.  Lou rested Anna’s legs on his shoulders and reached down, gripping each of the girl’s nipples, rolling them back and forth.  He pumped in and out of the girl for ten minutes before she began pleading.  “May… may… may I cum Master?”

“Not yet, pet,” he replied as he pushed deep into her.  She gasped as the head of the cock banged against her cervix, sending a jolt of pain through her body to mingle with the pleasure she felt and had to bite her lower lip to keep herself from climaxing.  He kept pumping, occasionally touching her cervix again and, each time, Anna had to bite her lower lip again.

“Now, pet,” he finally commanded.  “Cum for me, now.”  That was all the encouragement that Anna needed.  Her body tensed in climax and she groaned.  Lou emitted a groan of his own as his cock erupted inside the girl, spewing his hot sperm into her.  He continued to pump, enjoying the feel of the hot, wet tunnel spasming around his cock.  But eventually, he softened and could not remain embedded in his slave any longer.  The sperm poured out of the girl’s sex, puddling on the table and then dripping onto the floor as Anna laid limp on the table.

“May I clean you, Master?” asked Anna after she regained her senses.

“Please do, pet,” smiled Lou.  These girls are naturals, he mused to himself.  And he knew how rare natural slaves were.  Anna slid off of the table and knelt in front of Lou, taking his limp cock into her mouth and bathing it with her tongue.  Lou closed his eyes and just focused on the exquisite sensations the girl was providing.

“You may clean the rest,” Janet said to Amy.

“Yes, Mistress,” replied Amy who got out of Janet’s lap and walked toward the kitchen counter.

“Where are you going?” asked Janet.

“To get a towel, Mistress.”

“No, pet.  Use your tongue.”

This brought a rare blush to Amy’s face but she moved back to the table.  “Yes Mistress.”  She bent over and started lapping at the salty seed.  When she had cleaned the table, she knelt beside Anna and licked the floor where some of the sperm had fallen.

“Now clean your slave sister,” instructed Janet.  Anna, who had completed her cleaning task and left Lou with a new erection stood and parted her legs.  Amy knelt in front of her and used her tongue to scoop through Anna’s glistening petals to clean her.

Chapter 4

“Being a slave isn’t so bad after all,” sighed Anna dreamily.  Lou and Janet had some errands to run so they let the two girls go back to bed to rest.  The girls were spooning with Anna’s arms wrapped around Amy.

“You were a little piglet,” kidded Amy.  “Two orgasms in less than twenty minutes.”

Anna giggled.  “Yeah.  That was pretty wonderful.  And they were so, so powerful.  I thought that the top of my head would blow off both times.”

Then Anna added, “I hope that our little get together doesn’t change our relationship.”

“Oh I hope it does,” replied Amy.  She turned her head and kissed Anna on the lips.  “We can still be best friends.  But now I’m hoping we can also be lovers.”

Anna blushed again but returned the kiss eagerly.  She slid her hand up Amy’s body and cradled a breast in her palm, giving it a loving squeeze.  “I would like that.”

They were in the same position when Janet found them an hour later.  Two beautiful girls were nestled together in a lover’s embrace with Amy’s breast still cupped in Anna’s hand.  Both were sound asleep.  Janet closed the door and went back downstairs.

“They are just too cute,” Janet told Lou.  “You should see them sleeping together.  They are so adorable.”

“I agree that they are adorable,” agreed Lou.  “And that Anna is a great fuck.  She gives great head too.”

“You sound like you are taking a shine to the shy one,” remarked Janet.

“Oh, I like them both.  I just haven’t sampled your niece yet.  We’ll have to fix that.”

They had spent their time in the car while they were going to and from their appointment, talking about what they should do with their new toys.  They spent the next hour finalizing their plans.  They decided to provide a lot of erotic adventures, interspersed with some pain and humiliation.  They also decided that each of them would be the primary owner of one of the girls.  Anna would belong to Lou.  Amy would be Janet’s pet.  Janet found this solution to be especially thrilling to her because of the incestuous implications of owning her niece.  She just hoped that her sister never learned about the relationship.

The girls finally arose from their nap and staggered downstairs together.  Their hair was disheveled and they still looked sleepy, but the each smiled brightly when they saw that their owners were back.

“Good morning again, pets,” smiled Janet.

“Good morning, Mistress.  Good morning, Master,” they chimed in unison.

“Come kneel, girls,” Janet commanded.  “I want to go over a few more details about your slavery.”  Both girls knelt in front of her and rested their bottoms on their heels.

Janet went over a few additional rules.  First, she taught them how to kneel properly and told them when they were expected to kneel.  They were to kneel when their owners sat unless otherwise occupied with a task.  Otherwise, they were free to either stand or kneel.  Sitting was never allowed unless specifically instructed.

She told them that they were to have no hair visible from the neck down.  “I want bald pussies that are as smooth as a baby’s bottom.”  This brought a blush to Anna’s face and a grin to Amy’s.

They were not allowed to climax unless given permission.  “I know this will be tough at times but that’s the rule.  If you want to play together after you go to bed, ask permission ahead of time.”  Anna’s blush deepened.  Amy simply nodded vigorously and made a mental note to always ask permission before bedtime.

Finally, they were informed that the house was no longer clothing optional for them.  They were to remain naked at all times unless otherwise instructed.

Janet went on to describe the new ownership arrangements.  She explained that either owner could use either girl but that each girl would have specific duties for their owner.

“What kinds of duties, Mistress?” asked Anna.

“That will be up to your master,” replied Janet.  “But, for example, I will expect Amy to bathe me each night and to prepare me each morning.”  Anna nodded as she tried to imagine what kinds of tasks she would perform for a male.

“Now girls, you may run along.  You might want to enjoy the pool for awhile.  It’s a lovely, hot day.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” they chimed together.  Then they went outside, giggling and holding hands.

“I get hard just watching little Anna,” said Lou after the girls had gone out to the pool.  “She is so innocent and sexy at the same time that I just want to fuck her silly all the time.”

“Just don’t ignore Amy,” cautioned Janet.  “Make sure she gets enough male attention.  And I know what you mean about Anna.  Her blushing makes me want to gobble her up.  But both girls are equally beautiful and I just love Amy’s wildness.”

“Don’t worry.  Your little Amy will have trouble walking by the end of her two weeks.  I’ll make sure she gets plenty of my male attention.”

The girls played in the pool for close to an hour before settling down to sun themselves.  Once again, they fell asleep and they were holding hands when Janet found them.  She let them rest and laid down in a lounger to work on her all-over tan.

That evening, they had a guest for dinner.  Lou had invited Stephen from the party and both girls were on their best behavior.  They knelt beside their owners and took turns with the serving.  After dinner, they all retired to the living room where, once again, the girls took turns serving coffee and after dinner drinks.

“I think it’s remarkable,” commented Stephen.  “To think that they have only been submissive for twenty four hours.  They behave as if they have been trained for months or years.”

“They are both remarkable girls,” Janet replied.  “They are very attentive to our needs and desires.  Plus, we did not have to overcome any trust barriers.”

“Yes,” smiled Stephen.  “Enslaving a member of the family does have its benefits.”

This time, it was Amy’s turn to blush as she realized that she really was committing incest with her mother’s sister.  At least she was pursuing her wild side in a safe way this time.  Even her mother would have to admit that.

“Would you care to try out one of our girls?” asked Lou.

“I thought you’d never ask,” smiled Stephen.  “Which one would you suggest?”

“You seemed quite fascinated with Anna last night.  Why don’t you take her for a spin.  Besides, that will let me get to know our delicious little Amy better.”

“Do the girls need privacy or do they like to perform for an audience?”

“I don’t know which they prefer,” said Janet.  “But I want to be in the audience.”

“So it shall be,” Stephen replied.  “Anna, come here girl.  Help me with my clothes.”

Anna rose to her feet and crossed the room to the man who she had only met the night before.  She leaned down and started to unbutton his shirt and he reached up and captured her dangling breasts in his hands.  Amazingly, the girl did not blush until she drew his pants down and his erect cock sprang up and waved at her.  While not as thick as Lou’s cock, Stephen’s still had a respectable girth and it was even longer than the cock that had been poking her cervix earlier.

Amy was similarly disrobing Lou, anxious to feel his beefy pole inside of her.  Janet, not wanting to be the only clothed person in the room, took off her own clothes.

Stephen had positioned Anna so she was straddling his legs and facing him.  Janet moved over to them and gripped his cock as he slowly lowered her.  Janet felt between Anna’s thighs, parting her labia with her fingers and then guided the long shaft to the entrance of the girl’s sex.

Anna sucked in her breath as the cock slid deeper and deeper into her warm tunnel.  She was quite lubricated so the shaft slipped into her easily.  She grunted as she reached the bottom and felt the pole pressing against her cervix sending that same dull pain through her body again.  Janet reached around the girl and grasped her full breasts, squeezing them tightly and using them as handles to hold Anna in place to adjust to the long shaft embedded in her.  Then she lifted the breasts in her palms and offered them, one at a time, to Stephen’s lips.  The master kissed each one and then returned to the first one, sucking it into his mouth.  His hands circled Anna’s slender waist and he started moving her in a slow up and down motion, being sure to pound her cervix with each down stroke.  Anna gasped with each knock.

Janet moved over to her husband and niece.  She grasped Amy’s bouncing breasts and then leaned down, kissing the teenager passionately.  Amy made little cooing and gurgling sounds as her uncle’s thick cock stretched her and pounded into her.

The girls started moving on their own, gliding up the twin poles and letting Janet see them glistening with their juices before disappearing back into their bodies.  Janet moved from girl to girl, kissing them and toying with their breasts and spanking them.

Eventually, the two males deposited their seed in the slavegirls and Janet claimed them.  She had them kneel together in front of her as she sat in the chair and service her with their tongues.  It was heavenly to have two eager tongues flickering over her clit and petals or stabbing deep into her love canal and, pretty soon, Janet was rewarded with a quite satisfying orgasm.

Anna and Amy remained kneeling together and glancing at one another as if to say “what about us?”  All of the dominants had achieved climax but they were left wanting.  When Janet recovered from her orgasm, she sent the two girls to bed for their beauty sleep.

“Mistress, may we play together tonight?” asked Amy.

“Yes, love.  You may.”

“Thank you, Mistress.  And may we climax?”

“Yes, love.  Now run along.”

“Yes, Mistress.”  They said their goodnights and then scampered upstairs, giggling all the way.

“They truly are remarkable,” said Stephen, echoing what he had said earlier in the evening.  “Do you plan to show them?”

“Show them?” asked Lou.  “What do you mean?”

“Put them on display.  Let the whole world enjoy them.  There’s a fair this weekend outside of Vegas.  If you entered them in any of the contests, I’m sure they would win.”

Then Stephen went on to describe the different kinds of events in which they could compete.  “I wouldn’t recommend any of the pain contests.  I’m not sure they are ready for that.  But they would make lovely ponies.  And they would probably do well in the obedience competitions.  It’s just a thought.  Let me know if I can help you to prepare them.”

Lou told Stephen that he and Janet would talk it over.  But the next day, Stephen was back and was training the girls in preparation for the weekend’s event.  The only payment he required for his efforts was being able to sample the girls whenever and however he wanted.

Chapter 5

The ride to the event went by quickly enough.  The girls even got to wear clothes for the first time since their arrival.  Lou thought it to be more prudent to have them clothed in case they were pulled over for speeding or reported by an indignant trucker.  Each wore brief cut-off jeans and a cropped t-shirt that only covered their upper breasts and left exposed the soft lower swells.

Stephen had prepared them for several days and finally declared them to be ready for competition.  For a fifty something, that man sure had stamina but neither Anna nor Amy was complaining.  Although he had sex with them frequently each day, he knew how to use his cock and was varied in his technique.  It kept both girls pleasantly entertained.

He also usually made a challenge out of sex.  Anna was on all fours with a serving tray on her back.  Her job was to keep the glass of water on the tray from spilling while Stephen fucked her from behind.  Amy had nipple clamps on another time.  The clamps had strings attached which were, in turn, attached to the arms of the chair.  She was straddling Stephen with his cock buried deep inside of her and her assignment was to get him to climax within five minutes.  But each time she slid upward on his rod, the strings pulled the clamps painfully.  Although she was able to coax an orgasm from him, it took longer than the allotted time.  In fact, both girls failed these two tests and both were punished.  Anna was whipped across her back with a flogger for spilling the water.  Amy’s breasts were whipped with a flogger for failing the time test.

Stephen also introduced each girl to anal sex.  On one day, Anna had to assist Stephen in lodging the cock in her friend’s rectum and then she was told to lie down and service Amy.  If Anna coaxed an orgasm out of Amy before Stephen climaxed, then Amy would get punished.  If Anna failed, then she would receive the punishment.  Anna succeeded and Amy ended up wearing a clit clamp that bit viciously into her sensitive bud.

The same event was repeated the next day, only the two girls switched places.  Anna thought she was being split in two as Amy guided the cock so that it could impale her little pucker.  She huffed and puffed as it drove deeper into her bowels but then it stopped hurting after awhile.  In fact, Anna found impalement like this to be quite pleasurable.  It took every bit of concentration to keep herself from climaxing.  She managed to wait until Stephen emptied his balls into her before letting herself enjoy her orgasm.  This left Amy wearing the horrid clit clamp for a second day.

Lou drove the van, which allowed Janet to join her pets in the back.  They had printed the event brochure from the internet the night before and were reviewing it together.

“Oh my,” said Janet.  “I had no idea that this was that big a deal.”  Apparently, this gathering drew people from all around the country and was billed as the biggest domination and submission fair in America.  There were going to be vendor booths and exhibitions and competitions.  Janet had one arm around each girl and idly stroked the soft lower swells of their breasts.  Anna and Amy held the brochure between them for Janet to read.  “Which events appeal to you?”

Anna was still in shock from the size of the event.  Last year, over ten thousand people had attended and this year was supposed to draw many more.  How could she be expected to be naked with that many people?

Amy responded after seeing the terrified look in Anna’s eyes.  “Gosh, Mistress, I don’t know.  There are some that I don’t even recognize.  Like fox hunt or pincushion or mummy wrap or booby bounce or squash thrust, which I assume is something like squat thrusts.

“Yes,” nodded Janet.  “I don’t know what a lot of them are either.  But I like the sound of booby bounce.”  She emphasized her comment by bouncing a breast on each girl with her fingertips.  “At least I like bouncing your boobies.  What about you, Anna?  Do you see anything that you like?”

“I don’t know, Mistress.  It all looks so overwhelming.  Maybe we could just be spectators this year.  We could always come back next year and compete.”

“Oh,” smiled Janet.  “So you will be my slave again next year?”  This was the first time that any of them had spoken about slavery lasting longer than the two week vacation.  Amy opened her eyes wide in surprise at her friend’s comment.

Anna blushed when she realized her slip.  She had been so deeply immersed in her submissive role that she had forgotten that this was just a temporary adventure.  “Oh.  I don’t know.  Maybe, I suppose.  It might work out.”

Janet gave Anna’s breast a squeeze and pulled her close.  “Well, don’t worry.  Your contract is only for another week.  After that, it’s entirely up to you.  Until then, however, I own both of these delicious bodies.”  She hugged them both tightly.

“Let’s just play it by ear when we get there.  If we se something that we like, we’ll enter you.  If not, we’ll just wander around and act like tourists.”

“Yes, Mistress,” replied Anna, still silently cursing herself for her blunder.

The event was held at a fairgrounds.  There were signs at the front gate warning the public that an adult themed event was being held there and that people should not enter if they would be offended by activities of this nature.  Inside the gate was a second sign announcing that the event was clothing optional.

Janet had the girls strip in the van and led them out.  Fortunately, the weather was dry and warm because it looked like all of the activities were outdoors.  A huge number of the people were naked.  The girls were almost naked as well.  All that they wore were their collars, cuffs on each of their wrists and ankles, and sandals.  Janet clipped the leash on Amy and Lou leashed Anna.  Then they proceeded into the fairgrounds.

The first stop was with the Slave Registrar.  A sign posted stated that all slaves at the event had to be registered.  There were two tables.  One was for event registration and the other was for permanent registration.

“What is permanent registration?” asked Lou to one of the aides.

“It’s simply that,” she replied.  “We enter your slave into a permanent database.  It cements your title to her.  The big advantage is that if you decide to sell her later, the time to market is reduced significantly which frequently means that you get a premium price.”  Both girls gasped.

“I think we want the event registration,” said Lou, much to the relief of the two girls.  Their names, ages, height, weight, and hair and eye color were taken in case there was a dispute about ownership during the event.  These items were all listed next to their owner’s names.

“Oh, you have the youngest slaves yet,” remarked the woman at the registration desk.  “I always love it when young people discover this life.  I didn’t appreciate it until later.  I wasted my youth.”

On the way out of the tent, they saw a girl receiving a tattoo of a serial number on one of her labia.  “That must be a permanent registration,” Lou observed.  Both girls shuddered at the thought of being tattooed in such an intimate place and the thought of someone potentially being sold.

They looked at their map and saw that they were near the boobie bounce so they headed over to that.  There was quite a crowd gathered around the event but they were able to get close enough to see what was going on.  It turned out that the boobie bounce competition was a lot like how it sounded.  A girl was strapped into a chair that vibrated wildly.  Then, an electronic beam would track the movements of the girl’s nipples.  The girl with the least movement would win. 

“Oh, you girls could do that!” exclaimed Janet enthusiastically.  She was so excited that Amy was reminded of a little girl at her first amusement park.  “Go run along and get in line.”

The two slaves reluctantly went over to register.  The competition was divided into divisions based on cup size.  After measurements were taken of their breasts, they were each assigned to the appropriate division.  Lou and Janet waited with the crowd to see their girls compete.

“Excuse me,” Janet heard a male voice.  “I think we may have met before.  You look awfully familiar.”

Janet turned to the man.  “Maybe.  I have met a lot of people.  But I’m afraid that you don’t look familiar to me.”

“She was a model,” interjected Lou.  Over the years, he had grown accustomed to others recognizing, or thinking that they recognized, his wife.  “Maybe you have seen her picture before.”

“Excuse me?” said Janet indignantly.

“Oh, I forgot.  She IS a model.  Once a model, always a model.  She just isn’t practicing these days.”

“A model.  Yes, that’s it!  Swimsuit edition 2002,” said the man.

“You have a very good memory,” praised Janet.

“How could I forget?  You were my favorite.  I still have my copy, although those pages are probably covered with drool.”

Janet laughed.  “I’m Janet,” she said as she extended her hand.  She had always been a sucker for compliments and she just loved it when others admired her.

“Hal,” he replied.  “Hal Bascombe.  I’m very pleased to meet you.”  He raised her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it.  “Do you come to these events often?”

“We have been to some local events like this but never anything so big,” said Janet.  Then she introduced her husband.

“This is amazing.  We just got here but I can already tell that it’s going to be an exciting day,” remarked Janet.

“Yes.  And I see that you are enjoying the boobie bounce.”

Janet laughed again.  “Yes, it’s marvelous.  And we have entered our girls in it.”

“Oh how wonderful,” he replied.  “That should make it even more fun for you.  It’s always more interesting when you have a horse in the race.  Would you mind if I stayed to watch them compete?”

“Be our guest,” replied Lou.  They continued to chat and watch the competition.  Because of the large crowd, they were too far away to fully appreciate it, but it was still comical and entertaining.  Some breasts wobbled and jerked a lot.  Others were firmer and had less movement.  Finally, they saw Anna being strapped to the chair and bounced, followed by Amy.  In the end, Amy won the D cup division and Anna came in second in the C cup division.  Needless to say, Lou and Janet were quite proud of the two pairs of breasts that they owned.

Both girls gasped in unison when they returned to their owners.  “Oh god,” uttered Anna.

“My, my,” smiled Hal as he recognized the two girls.  “I had no idea that you were into this lifestyle.”

“Professor?” said Amy.

“You know our girls?” asked Janet.

“They are two of my favorite students,” replied Hal, “although this is a side of them that I have never seen before.  A very pleasant side, I might add.”

“Oh god,” uttered Anna again.

“Oh my,” said Janet.  “This is something that we didn’t anticipate.”

“Don’t worry.  I won’t tell a soul,” assured Hal.  “I’m just surprised.  They told me that they were going out west to visit Amy’s aunt.  I never would have guessed that they would lie.”

“They didn’t lie,” replied Janet.  “I am Amy’s aunt.”

“Remarkable,” responded Hal.  “Just remarkable.  How long has she been your submissive?”

“Only a week.  And technically, she and Anna are our slaves, but only temporarily.”

“Just remarkable.”

Hal asked if he could join the foursome as it roamed the fairgrounds and Janet and Lou agreed.  He marveled at his luck.  He had met the model who he idolized and found two of his students were already into the lifestyle.  He watched the two heart-shaped bottoms as they walked ahead of him and smiled at their beautiful nude forms.

Anna was mortified at the new development.  She still had two more months of classes until summer break and she had no idea how she could sit in a classroom with the professor after this.  She saw the way his eyes roamed freely over her naked body and knew that he would always be seeing that image in his mind from now on.

The normally wild Amy was also mortified for the same reasons.  She and Anna were in the same class with Professor Bascombe and it would be almost impossible to face him when they got back to school.

They wandered around a bit, stopping frequently at vendor tents, and ended up at the squash thrust competition.  On the platform was an assortment of highly polished wooden objects of various shapes and sizes.  Each was formed to look like some sort of squash or gourd.  There was also what looked like a gynecological table and a naked girl was strapped to it with her legs spread wide.  A man was stuffing one of the large gourd-shaped objects into her.  The rules stated that the slave who could fit the largest would win.

Janet glanced at the two girls.  “Hmmmm, that looks interesting.”

“Don’t even think about it, Mistress,” warned Amy.

Janet laughed.  “Okay, we won’t do this one.  But we would if I decided to.”  She lifted Amy’s breasts in her hands and kissed the soft upper swells.  “Right”

“Yes, Mistress,” replied Amy sheepishly as she nodded.

“And why is that?”

“Because you’re the boss?” said Amy uncertainly.

“Well, it’s true that I’m the boss,” said Janet as she brushed her lips over the soft breasts again.  “But it’s really because I own your body.  I can decide what I do with it.  Who owns this?” she asked as she kissed the left nipple.

“You do, Mistress,” blushed Amy.

“And who owns this?” she questioned as she kissed the other nipple.

“You do, Mistress,” responded Amy as she watched the lips of her aunt touch her breasts so intimately.  It sent thrills through her as she realized again how naughty the act was.

“That’s right,” nodded Janet.  “Never forget that.”

“That was very nicely done,” admired Hal.  “How many slaves have you owned?”

“I have played with several subs in the past.  These are my first slaves, though.”

“Well, you’re a natural.  You handled that situation very well,” commented Hal.  “Which is too bad.  In my fantasies, you were the one being handled.  In fact, I always pictured you with a serial number.”

The reference to the serial number was clear to Janet.  It meant that he always dreamed of having her as his slave.  She probably should have been offended but she was not.  Instead, she was flattered that the professor dreamed of owning her and it sent a strange thrill through her body.

“Sorry, professor,” Janet said as she hugged Lou’s arm.  “But I’m already owned.”

Hal smiled.  “Then I’ll negotiate with your owner.”  Another thrill shot through Janet.

Chapter 6

At the end of the day, Hal invited the couple and their two pets to join him at dinner.  Lou and Janet agreed and they met at the designated restaurant.  Anna and Amy were allowed to wear more conservative outfits than they had worn earlier and looked darling in their sundresses and heels.

“Do you come to these events often, Hal?” asked Lou.

“Like you, I’m active in the local scene.  But I don’t get to this event as often as I would like.  It all depends on where spring break falls in the calendar.  It worked out nicely this year.  It worked out very nicely indeed.”  He smiled at the three ladies.

“Have you had many submissives?” asked Janet.

“Quite a few over the years.  Lately, I have focused most on my two slaves.  They are a lovely couple, although the husband is still having difficulty adjusting to his new station in life.  Even after a full year of being my slave, he still uncomfortable with what he has to do.  Of course, I’m always in the market for fresh talent.  I never would have even considered Anna or Amy to be candidates but since they are into the lifestyle, I can consider adding them to my stables.

Chills ran down the spines of both girls.  Not only would they have to face the professor when classes started, but they might even be expected to serve him as a submissive or slave.

“I’m sure the girls would enjoy that,” smiled Janet.  Amy wanted to kick her aunt under the table but restrained herself.  “And I might even come east to see how they are coming along.”

“Do the girls have any talents?” asked Hal.

Anna noticed how she and Amy were being treated as if they were not even present.  The three dominants were discussing them but not even including them in the conversation.

“What do you mean by talents?” asked Lou.

“Slaves can please their owners in many ways,” replied Hal.  “Some do it through chores.  Others dance or sing.  Some perform sexually.  I just meant what talents do your girls employ to please you?”

“Oh, I see,” nodded Lou.  “Well, they are quite remarkable sexually.  Both of them are amazingly responsive and pleasing.  Beyond that, we have not really used them for anything else except maybe decoration.”

“Even Anna is pleasing sexually?” Hal asked.  “She always seems so shy and reserved.  I would hot have expected her to be so sexual.”  This got Anna fuming.

“Oh, she’s quite the little spitfire.  Aren’t you, pet?” Janet smiled as she patted Anna’s arm.  Anna still fumed but managed to smile as sweetly as she could to hide her anger.

Hal smiled back.  “That’s good to know.  I’ll have to remember that.”

“You are welcome to borrow one of the girls for the night,” offered Lou, causing both girls to choke on their drinks.  “After all, you are out of town, alone, and without your slaves.”

“That’s very kind of you,” smiled Hal.  “But I don’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of one of your slaves.  After all, there are two of you.”

“It’s not a problem.  Either one of them is more than a handful.  Having both of them together can be exhausting.”

“Well, I’ll gladly take you up on your offer.  I think I’ll borrow Anna to enjoy the little spitfire, as you called her.”  And so it was that Anna rode back to the hotel with her professor.  She could not believe that she had just been given away like any other piece of property.  But then she realized that this was what she had signed up for.  She was a slave.  And a slave was property.  Thankfully, at least the professor was staying at the same hotel as her owners.

Hal turned out to be a demanding master.  As expected, Anna was instructed to strip as soon as they got into the room.  But she had spent the entire day naked in front of him, so that was not a big deal.

He started by conducting an inspection of her.  Anna assumed that this must be some kind of ritualistic greeting since so many people had started off with an inspection in the past week.  This one was different only in that it carried punishments with it.  Each time Anna fidgeted or moved, she was rewarded with a spank and a reprimand.

“Be still, girl,” he said after she started to raise a hand to provide some modesty.  That earned her a swat to her left bottom cheek.

“Stop fidgeting,” he commanded another time.  He was holding her left breast in his hand, looking at it when she backed away from him slightly.  The punishment was a slap down on the breast he was holding which stung and left a pink hand print.

“Get back here, girl,” he said another time.  He had inserted a finger into her already wet sex and she had risen onto her toes instinctively.  Her bald sex was spanked for that infraction.

By the time he inserted that same finger into her rectum, she had learned to remain still but she wished she could run.  Images of trying to sit in class with this man kept returning to her and she wondered how she would be able to do that with the professor having such intimate knowledge of her body.

“You are such a treasure, my dear,” he said after he had probed and pinched and caressed every inch of her body.  “I must say that you are likely to be quite a distraction to me when we get back to school.”

“Thank you for thinking of me as a treasure, Master,” she replied.  She ignored the second part of his comment, not knowing what she could possibly say.

“Would you be more comfortable if I bound you while I fucked you?” he asked.

“No, Master.  I don’t think so.”

“I only ask because sometimes new subs prefer that.  I think it helps them get beyond their guilt since they have no control.  But I’m glad that you don’t want that.  I much prefer a wiggly, squirmy girl.  You may undress me now.”

“Yes, Master,” she replied.  Then she unbuttoned his shirt and removed it.  She unfastened his pants and then lowered herself to her knees to draw the pants down and remove his shoes and socks.

“You may kiss it, if you like,” he said as his cock sprang free from his underwear.  The cock was not as thick as Lou’s and not as long as Stephen’s but it was still quite respectable in size.  Anna knew that it would fill her completely.

Anna instinctively knew that the words were a command instead of an invitation.  She leaned forward and kissed the tip of the shaft.  Then she let the bulb slip past her lips and she held the tip of the cock inside her mouth as she drew the pants down past his feet.

Once he was naked, he reached down and lifted Anna to her feet.  Then he turned her around and bent her at the waist. It was an easy task to slide his cock into her warm sheath and he pressed forward until he was completely embedded.

“Slavery agrees with you, little one,” he said, recognizing how wet and aroused she was.  She was positively dripping.  He pumped in and out of her for several minutes.  The mirror on the wall was positioned so that he could watch himself impaling her and he could see her delicious, ripe breasts swaying as they dangled beneath her chest.

He abruptly pulled out of her and swatted each of her bottom cheeks, causing her to yelp.  Then he led her to the bed and bent her over the edge.  He dipped his cock back into her sex and then pulled it out, placing the tip at her little rosebud.  He gradually leaned into her and watched as the tip of his cock popped past the little sphincter and then slowly disappeared into her body.  Anna groaned as her bottom was filled and grasped the bedcovers tightly in her hands.

The cock plunged in and out of the captive girl’s bottom and eventually she started to moan.  Hal raised his eyebrows in surprise that such a shy girl could become so aroused by having a cock assault her bowels.  He increased the tempo and the moaning grew louder.  Finally, she started begging.

“Please, Master.”

“Please what, girl?”

“Please may I cum?”

Again, Hal was surprised.  He had known girls who enjoyed anal sex and even ones who became highly aroused by it.  But he had never met one who could climax from it.

“Cum for me, little one.”  No sooner had the words been spoken than the girl climaxed.  He kept pumping and her orgasm continued until she finally collapsed limp on the bed.  He withdrew and waited for her to return to normal.

“You may clean me now,” he said as his cock continued to stand erect.  “You may use a washcloth if you wish.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“Now, it’s interrogation time,” declared Hal after Anna finished cleaning his cock.  He grabbed some things from his bag and then laid on the bed.  Anna winced as she saw what he had picked up.  It was a pair of nipple clamps that he had bought earlier in the day.  The group had visited numerous vendor tents at the festival and Hal made several purchases, including this pair of clamps that were connected by a slender chain.  He tested them on Amy before he made the purchase and Anna could tell by the wince on Amy’s face that they hurt.  Now, she would suffer from the cruel little devices.

“Hop on,” he commanded.  Anna dutifully clambered onto the bed and straddled her professor, slowly lowering herself onto his cock and impaling herself.  Then he flicked her right nipple several times to stiffen it even more before letting the jaws of the clamp close on it and flatten it.  Pain immediately surged to her breast, causing her to gasp and her eyes to water.  The process was repeated on the second nipple and Anna’s breasts became centers of pain.

“Here’s how we play the game,” Hal explained.  “I will ask questions and you will answer.  If you are lying or if I think that you are lying, I will do this.”  He gave a sharp tug to the chain and sent new jolts of pain through Anna’s body, causing her to cry out.  “And I want you fucking me constantly.  Nice and slow.  Do you understand the rules?”

“Yes, Master,” she whimpered.

“Good girl.  First question.  Is Janet really Amy’s aunt?”

“Oh, yes Master.”  There was no tug.

“That’s simply incredible, don’t you think?”

“I agree, Master.  It’s got to be unique,” nodded Anna.

“Well, not unique.  I have a pair of girls that I have been working on enslaving and they are aunt and niece.  But it is rare.”

“How many slaves do you want?” asked Anna, surprised that two would not be enough.  She immediately felt fresh stabs of pain in her breasts as Hal jerked on the chain.

“I didn’t lie, Master,” she protested.

“True.  But you weren’t given permission to ask a question either.  This is my interrogation.”

“Yes, Master,” she whimpered again.  “Sorry, Master.”

“But I will answer your question.  I currently have two slaves, a male and a female.  You know the female, by the way.  Then there is the aunt and niece that I told you about.  You may also know the niece.  That makes four.  I plan to enslave you and Amy.  That brings it up to six.  And I hope to enslave Janet for a total of seven.  That should make a very nice harem.”

Anna shuddered as she heard that he planned to extend her slavery beyond next week but remained silent for fear of more pain.  She also wondered about the identities of the two slaves she might know but knew better than to ask another question.  Instead, she just kept riding slowly up and down on the cock that was inside her.

“Next question.  Have you and Amy ever had sex together?”

Anna blushed at that question but answered truthfully.  “Yes, Master.”  No pain.

“How long have you been lovers?”

“For a week, Master.”  She went on to describe how they had been commanded to perform for Janet and Lou and how they had continued to make love after that.

“I’m surprised.  You two are always together at school.  I always assumed you were lovers.”

“No, Master.”

“Jill, my female slave, will love enjoying you and sweet Amy.  She is very good with other girls.  She is very good at satisfying a man too.”  Amy listened and wracked her brain trying to think of who she knew named Jill.  She remembered a Jill from high school but couldn’t think of anyone at college with that name.

“Next question.  Do you enjoy being a slave?”

Anna thought long and hard about how to answer this.  She had to be truthful but she did not want to deliver herself into extended slavery.

“Yes and no, Master.”

“Elaborate,” he said with a gentle tug to urge her on.

“Yes, Master.  The no is because it is very humiliating to be owned and I don’t like the feeling of loss of control.  The yes is because it’s exciting.  And I have never had so many or such powerful orgasms.”  Again, no pain shot through her breasts.

“That’s a reasonable answer,” he announced.  The interrogation went on for over an hour with Hal asking numerous questions.  How would her mother feel about her daughter being a slave?  How many men had she been with?  How many women?  How did she like anal sex?  How would she feel when she was mated with a dog?  That question sent a chill down her spine especially since it was asked with a “when” instead of an “if”. Had she ever been fisted?  The questions went on and on.  Anna learned to not hesitate with her answers and to always tell the truth.  It was much less painful that way.

Finally, it was getting late and Hal ended the game by climaxing and filling her with his sperm.  She cleaned off his cock again, this time with her tongue.  Then she acted as his bed warmer as he held her throughout the night.  Going back to school was looking more and more treacherous and she laid awake for a long time dreading it.

Chapter 7

Hal spent the next morning with Janet and Lou and the slavegirls but he had to leave by mid-afternoon to catch a flight home.  He thanked the two dominants for allowing him to spend time with them and for loaning Anna to him.  “You are right that she’s a little spitfire.  She’s incredible.  I never would have guessed.”

Anna thought that she should be appreciative of the compliment but she had a hard time being proud of “incredible” sexual performance.  He told the girls that he couldn’t wait for classes to begin and was looking forward to seeing them there.  And he told Janet that he hoped to see her again some time.

“Cocky fellow,” commented Lou after Hal had left.  “We give him one slave and he wants two.”

“Actually, he wants seven, Master,” chimed in Anna.  She told them about Jill and her husband, the other aunt and niece, Amy, herself and Janet.

Janet gasped.  “Oh, my.  He wants to own me?”

“Yes, Mistress.  That’s what he told me.”

“Oh my,” she repeated.

“Cocky fellow,” Lou repeated.

By late afternoon, they were back on the road heading home.  Both girls were tired from the night before.  Anna was exhausted from her multiple orgasms.  Amy was fatigued from having to service the two owners.  They curled up together in the back and slept.

“I’m not sure that I would ever want to do it,” said Janet to her husband, ‘but I think it’s flattering that he wants me as a slave.”

“Who wouldn’t want you as a slave?” asked Lou.  “You’re beautiful.”

“Thanks, but you’re biased.  You’ve never wanted me as a slave, though.”

“You’re too dominant to be a slave.  You’d be too much work to control,” he replied.

“Still, it might be exciting to try it once.”

“I’ll line up Stephen for after the girls are gone.”

“No, he couldn’t handle me.  Besides, I only want to try it.  He might want it longer than I do.  I think maybe I’ll just have to plan a trip to visit my niece in school.”

The rest of the week went by more quickly than the dominants would have hoped.  Even the girls were sad that the end of their slavery was approaching.  The experience had been thrilling for both of them.  Even Anna, who had only reluctantly agreed to the slavery, had to admit to herself that it had been the most exciting experience of her life.

Janet held Anna in her lap on the night before they were to leave.  Her hand cradled the slavegirl’s left breast.  “I’m going to miss you, little one.”

Anna turned her head and kissed Janet’s cheek.  “I’m going to miss you too, Mistress.  Thank you for having us.”

Janet kissed Anna on the lips and smiled.  “Thank you for giving yourself to us. You are an exquisite slavegirl.  I’m hoping you will come back soon.”

“I will if you let me, Mistress,” offered Anna.

Janet released the breast and slid her hand down Anna’s body to cup her sex.  “Be careful what you wish for, little one.  Next time, you might get your rings.”

Anna shuddered at the comment.  Janet was referring to nipple rings.  Anna had never wanted to have her nipples pierced.  She always thought that it was tacky.  But they saw many of them at the festival.  One pair, in particular, looked very exotic.  They were worn by a woman with very full, firm breasts, just like Anna’s.  She had a pair of wide gold hoops through her pierced nipples.  Because her breasts were so buoyant, the hoops seemed to float in front of her and Janet thought they would look perfect on Anna.  Anna agreed but remained silent.

“My body belongs to you, Mistress.”

“Yes it does, pet,” Janet replied as she slipped two fingers into the slavegirl’s steamy sex.  “And it’s a wonderful gift that you have given me.”

Amy was cradled in Lou’s lap across the room and they were having a similar conversation.  Amy was assuring her uncle that her body still belonged to him and that she wanted to return and resume her slavery as soon as possible.

“Well, I think that someone else is getting ready to claim this wonderful package.”  He squeezed a breast and then moved his hand down to slip two of his fingers into her sex.  “You may find that you prefer to be owned by your professor rather than your stuffy aunt and uncle.”

“Oh no, Master,” exclaimed Amy quickly.  “He may claim my body.  But my heart and soul will always belong to you.”

“Thank you, pet,” smiled Lou as he kissed her.  “How do you feel about Hal claiming you?  You can always say no, you know.”

“I’m not sure, Master.”  She started squirming in his lap as he toyed with her sex.  “Anna said he was very exciting to be with.  The hardest part will probably be having to sit through class with him.  I’m sure Anna will have a very tough first day back.  On the bright side, I’m finding that I’m loving this lifestyle.  I don’t know exactly why, but I find it thrilling.  And this will let me explore it more.  I think I might even want a sub of my own someday.”

Lou gripped Amy’s clit, causing her to suck in her breath, and stroked it gently.  “I see.  My little pet wants to be a mistress.  Well, we will always give you Anna if you decide to make that change.  Or, I have another slave in mind for you if you don’t want your relationship with Anna to change.

“Who’s that, Master?”

“Your aunt,” he replied as he kept manipulating her clit.  He wasn’t sure if her gasp was from the stimulation or the offer of her aunt.  “She wants to explore her submissive side and I can’t think of a more beautiful mistress to give her to.”

“Oh wow, Master.  That would really be freaky.”

He leaned down and nipped at one of her nipples with his teeth.  “Until you both decide to make a change, however, all of this belongs to me.”  He nipped at her other nipple.

Amy giggled and reached up, pressing her breasts together and offering her nipples to Lou.  He chomped on each of them once again and then kissed her.  “Yes Master,” she said after he broke off the kiss.  “The entire package is your property.  But can’t I own my aunt for just one night before I leave?”

“Maybe next spring, I’ll give her to you.  You need to leave in the morning and she owns you until then.”

The four of them slept together that night and made love in every possible combination until the wee hours of the morning.  They got up late and had a naked breakfast.  Then the girls reluctantly got dressed, packed the car, and said their goodbyes.

“We over packed,” commented Anna after they got onto the highway.

“Yeah, it’s amazing how few clothes you go through when you’re a slave.  And I have a feeling we’ll go through far fewer clothes when we get back to school.”

“Are you planning on going through with it?” asked Anna.  “With Professor Bascombe, I mean.”

“Yeah, definitely.  It sounded like you had a pretty exciting night with him.  I don’t want to miss out on that.  How about you?”

“We’re slave sisters.  Whoever owns you owns me as part of the deal.  So I guess I’m doing it too.’

The End