Chapter 6
“How did it go?” asked Jack once Jill got home again. “That took a lot longer than I expected. Were there problems?”
“Noooooo!” keened Jill who was still highly sexually charged from the visit. “No problems at all.”
She went on to describe the delivery of Faith to her new owners and how they had claimed her in addition for a few hours. Then she gave him a moment by moment account of what had happened.
“Oh, it was so thrilling,” she said as she took a break from her description at one point. “I was on the verge of orgasm the entire time.”
Then she told him about the closing conversation with Phil and how he said he would be buying Faith again. “And he said he was buying me for that week too.”
Jack smiled. “And how did that make you feel?”
“I almost climaxed again on the spot.”
Jack laughed. “This is a new side to you. I think I like it. I may have to take advantage of having two slave girls in the house. But how does your sale work?”
“He said he would be placing a new bid on Faith later today. I was to understand that the price included me and that I was to clear my calendar for that week.”
“And are you okay with that?” asked Jack.
“Mmmmm, yes,” cooed Jill. “I’m more than okay with it. I don’t know what it is about that pair, but they just turn me liquid inside.”
“Let’s take advantage of that liquid state, then,” said Jack. “Let’s go upstairs.”
“Last one there’s a rotten egg,” laughed Jill as she darted up the stairs, tossing off her clothes as she ran.
They made love. No, they fucked. There was an animal intensity to their sex and they rolled around in bed until they were sweaty and exhausted.
“I guess I’ll have to make other plans for that week,” said Tom as they cuddled together afterward. “Maybe I’ll borrow Jessica for part of the week. I wonder who else I could get.”
“Hey, let’s go check the website,” said Jill as she remembered that pictures were going to be emailed to her for posting on the website. They went together, naked, back down to the den and sat as Jill logged into her email. An email from Phil had dozens of pictures attached.
“Well that one sure isn’t going on the website,” said Jill as she opened the first one. It showed her sucking on Phil’s cock to get him ready for Faith.
“That one’s not going up either,” she said about the second one. It showed Jill’s face buried between Faith’s thighs as Barbara played with Faith’s breasts. “I wonder who took these. I didn’t even see a camera.”
“Nope,” she commented on the third one. Jill was kneeling and aiming Phil’s cock into her daughter’s sex.
“Ooooo, this is a good one!” In this picture, Phil was holding Faith’s hair, forcing her to look into the mirror with his cock partially buried in her sex.
That one and all of the rest were loaded onto the website. They showed Faith in a variety of exciting poses. She was kneeling before Phil and Barbara in one. She was bound, straddling the horse in another. She was being fucked again by Phil and another one showed Barbara fucking her ass with a strap-on. She was giving Phil a blow job. She was eating Barbara’s pussy. In yet another, she was bound to an X-shaped cross and Barbara was holding a flogger. Faith’s breasts were a bright pink indicating that they had been the target of the flogger. The final one showed Faith kneeling in a cage with nothing but a bowl of water and a blanket.
“Looks like our girl is having a fun time,” commented Jack.
“I’ll bet the cage was a surprise to her, though,” said Jill.
“Let’s see if they have picked a week yet,” said Jack.
“Oh, I almost forgot,” said Jill. She clicked on the Schedule button.
Jill gasped immediately as soon as the screen appeared. The bid for week eight stood at fifty thousand dollars, far exceeding any other bid for any week.
“Nobody’s going to top that one,” Jill said. “I guess I better clear my calendar.”
“So you’re going through with this?” asked Jack.
“You bet,” replied Jill. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I’ll talk to Tom and Jessica to arrange a little fuck bunny for you for that week.”
As her parents were looking at her pictures and the latest bid for her body, Faith was curled up on her blanket, shaking her head in disbelief. She still couldn’t believe this was happening to her.
The sex was good. It was very, very good, in fact. Her mother had been right about the Simses being very good lovers. Even when she wasn’t being fucked, they had kept her highly aroused and bordering on the edge of orgasm.
But was she really going to be owned by a series of fifty somethings for the summer? She couldn’t believe that she was going to be owned at all but she already knew that she would be. Each week already had multiple bids for her body. But that just didn’t seem fair to her.
And she couldn’t believe that more lewd pictures of her would be added to the site as the summer went on. That, she thought, was really degrading. She would have to talk to her parents on Saturday to see if she could at least stop the photo album or gallery as her mother called it.
The day had been a short one. She had been delivered to her new owners at three o’clock. Her mother had stayed until five or six. And then she had endured a seemingly endless stream of indignities as she was fucked and whipped and forced to sit on the horse.
She was only on the horse for about five minutes. But that was painful enough. They had bound her wrists behind her and they had bound her ankles to the sides of the horse. Then they had raised her wrists behind her back, forcing her to lean forward because of the strain. This resulted in her sex supporting all of her weight on the cruel, tapered top of the horse. And it felt like her clit was being crushed against the wooden beam.
If they could accomplish all of this in a few short hours, what would happen to her if they had a whole day available to use her as their sexual plaything. She shuddered as she tried to imagine the degradations that lay ahead of her.
“I think it’s time for my little fuck slave to service me again,” said Jack as he stood up from the computer.
“Watch it, buster,” replied Jill as she punched his arm playfully. “I might submit to them but that doesn’t mean that I’m going to be enslaved by anyone else.”
He swatted her naked ass. “Upstairs, girl. Your master is going to use you again.”
Jill yelped but scurried out of the room and up the stairs with Jack following close behind, delivering several more spanks to the wiggling ass.