As I promised it’s about time to share some of my online slaves’ ordeals. This one is the ongoing education of a stubborn, sly and smart-assed slave. To some of you the name may sound familiar, since she also published a couple of stories here before becoming my slave.
My favorite kind of poetic justice.
A really big night out for Lisa
NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE By: Charles E. Campbell Chapter 12
NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE By: Charles E. Campbell
Chapter 11 THE EVENT
And so, with an ominous and foreboding sky, Thursday dawned. The day of the event had arrived.
The conversation at the breakfast table was not like it had been for the past few days. This morning, it was more of a strained silence that was punctuated by the sounds of the silverware against the china. A "How did you sleep," or, "Isn't it a tasty melon this morning," was about as deep as the three women seemed willing to go.
NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE By: Charles E. Campbell CHAPTER 10
THE FINAL PREPARATIONS
Monday morning of the last week dawned sunny, hot, and humid. During breakfast, Mistress Ilsa announced; "This is the day we begin the final preparations for the event. Today, we will start it all by having Nicole dig the hole that will support your cross, Lady Whore. Isn't it exciting?"
"Oh yes, Mistress," Lady Whore exclaimed, I have been waiting for this week ever since I first met You. I can't wait to start setting everything in motion that will end with my gift to You!"
NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE By Charles E. Campbell CHAPTER 8
WHORE'S ULTIMATE GIFT
NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE By Charles E. Campbell CHAPTER 7
THE COMPETITION
Nicole woke with a start when she realized that she had slept so late. A quick glance at the bedside clock told her that it was almost noon, far later than Mistress Ilsa had let her sleep before. She had been living with Mistress and whore for almost five weeks now, and the routine had become thoroughly ingrained.
CHAPTER 6 HEALING AND RECOLLECTIONS
Nicole awoke with a loud groan and slowly opened her eyes as the sharp pain in her groin seemed to intensify. As her eyes began to focus, she recognized the face of Mistress Ilsa's slave, whore. "Wh....where am I," she whispered?
"They bought you here to Mistress' house late last night," whore explained. "You'll be staying here with us for the next few weeks or so until you are healed up."
"Di...did Sir Campbell pass the initiation and get into The Ring," Nicole sheepishly queried?"
NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE By Charles E. Campbell
CHAPTER 5 THE RING