Chapter 16
The days progressed and Faith experienced a new mistress each day. Her mother owned her for the next day. True to form, Faith was embarrassed throughout most of the day. It started in the morning when she was commanded to make love to Jill. She thought she would die of humiliation as her tongue fluttered between her own mother’s slick petals. This was not right.
After she completed that task, Jill had her kneel on an ottoman as she sat in a chair facing it. She then instructed her daughter to masturbate. Faith’s blush extended down to her chest at the humiliation of the task and then deepened as her mother corrected her and instructed her on technique. It was not right to be doing this in front of someone; especially one’s own mother.
Other humiliations included working naked in the garden under Jill’s watchful eye and supervision and answering the door topless. At least she had been allowed to wear swimsuit bottoms and she realized that these were the first clothes she had worn in weeks.
The final humiliation was being the serving tray. Dinner was finished and Jill announced that she would serve dessert in a few minutes. She took Faith into the kitchen where she strapped her to a serving cart. Then, she proceeded to layer her body with bits of fruit and whipped cream. She was wheeled back into the dining room and five hungry mouths feasted on the fruit and her body while she blushed furiously throughout. That night, she slept with her Aunt Jane since Jane was to be her mistress the next day.
The day with Aunt Jane turned out to be an easy one. She was simply required to be in attendance and to meet her mistress’s needs. When Mistress was thirsty, slave fetched a drink. When Mistress was horny, slave sank to her knees and serviced her. When Mistress wanted to lie by the pool, slave applied the lotion. At least Faith got to lie by the pool also and was even able to take a nap while she bronzed her body.
Throughout the week, Faith occasionally caught glimpses of Cinny and Linny. They were still having the times of their lives, which Faith found truly remarkable. It seemed that they just viewed this as a fun adventure. Even the sadistic Aunt Ann did not affect their enthusiasm for ‘the game.’ One evening, as the three girls worked together to prepare dinner, Cinny was almost bubbly about her day with Aunt Ann. She said she could not tell what happened but Faith knew it had to be painful. And yet, Cinny was elated about it.
Ann was Faith’s next mistress. As they did each night, each slave slept with the next day’s mistress. Faith found herself tied spread eagle to Ann’s bed with clamps on her nipples and clit hood as Ann slept, using one of Faith’s arms as a pillow. Sleep did not come easily because of the dull pain in Faith’s breasts and between her legs, but eventually she did drift off.
The next day was predictably painful for Faith. More to the point, it was predictably painful to her breasts. Throughout the day, Ann devised new ways of torturing her tender orbs. At one point, they were whipped by a flogger that pinkened them and sensitized them. At another point, they were flattened between two boards that were clamped together and periodically tightened. Later, the boards were removed and Ann dripped hot wax on them. Faith was vocal throughout. She knew better than to complain but she did her share of moaning, groaning and shrieking throughout the day.
The worst part of the day was when she was hung by her breasts. Ann had tied a rope around the base of each firm mound and tightened them, causing the breasts to balloon out obscenely. Then the rope was raised by a hook that hung from the ceiling until Faith was on her tiptoes. It did not take long at all for Faith’s calves to start aching. But if she relaxed them, then all of her weight was supported by her breasts, which was excruciatingly painful. She was caught in a dilemma. Either her calves would scream out in pain or her breasts would. She spent her time alternating between the two, hoping that she did not do any permanent damage to her breasts. Thankfully, this torture did not last long. After fifteen minutes, Ann released her and massaged her breasts to make sure that the circulation was restored. And, thankfully, there were no needles used throughout the day.
At the end of the day, what Faith knew would happen, but had been hoping wouldn’t, happened. She was bound face up and spread tightly between four posts and about three feet off the ground. A platform supported her body and extended from her lower back to her head. Her arms and legs extended outward toward the posts, leaving her completely exposed and vulnerable.
The three mistresses were there, along with the two other slavegirls. Linny and Cinny were assigned the task of preparing Faith and had just finished the binding. Now, they were oiling the girl, spreading the liquid over her body until it was shining. Faith closed her eyes as the fingers roamed over her body and toyed with her, feeling her body responding against her will.
When the body was coated and glistening, Cinny and Linny stopped and stepped away from the girl. Faith opened her eyes and that’s when she knew that it would happen. Her beautiful Aunt Ann was standing with her sisters. She was naked other than for the harness that circled her hips and waist. And protruding from the harness was a dildo. Faith gasped as she realized that her virginity was about to be stolen from her. Jane and Jill moved forward and stood on either side of her. Jill leaned down and kissed her daughter as a hand claimed one of the oiled breasts. “We love you,” she said.
Jane claimed the other breast and then leaned down to kiss Faith also. “We love you,” echoed Jane.
Jill toyed with one breast and reached between Faith’s legs, cupping her daughter’s sex before gently rubbing the exposed clit. Faith was already quite wet, leaving Faith wondering again why her body betrayed her so. Ann stepped forward and ran her palms up the slick legs. She moved a little closer and positioned the tip of the dildo between Faith’s petals.
The dildo moved in and out in short strokes as the other two women kept toying with the breasts and clit. Linny and Cinny had moved close again and took turns kissing the bound girl. Faith kept feeling the dildo touching her hymen lightly but then withdrawing as soon as it met resistance. She was moaning now as her mother’s fingers continued to toy with her sex. The combination of having the shaft moving inside of her and the fingers teasing her clit moved her toward an orgasm quickly. She let out a low groan and trembled as the orgasm swept through her and then cried out in pain as the dildo speared deep into her body, easily slicing through the thin membrane that had been protecting her virginity. More orgasms followed and the pain quickly subsided as lips and fingers prolonged and intensified the climax. Eventually, the trembling subsided but the shaft kept pistoning in and out of her damp tunnel long after the orgasms shrank away. The dildo moving inside of her was a new sensation for her but one that she found pleasurable. She could not explain why her body so much enjoyed the abuses to which it was submitted.
“How many is that, Annie?” asked Jane as Ann slowly withdrew the dildo, leaving Faith’s sex gaping and pulsing.
“Seventeen, I think,” replied Ann. “How many virgins have you taken?”
“No girls,” Jane replied. “And maybe a dozen boys. I would have to count them.”
“How about you, Jill?” asked Ann.
“Twenty one girls and eleven boys,” responded Jill, eliciting a gasp from her daughter as she heard the revelation. “But that was long ago. And you are in that number, Annie.”
Annie laughed. “Yep, I remember that night. It was pretty exciting. I remember when you took my other virginity too.” Ann turned slightly and wiggled her bottom at Jill.
Jill laughed with her and swatted Ann’s bottom. “I might have to take that one again soon.”
“Oh, but it’s not virgin any more,” said Ann with a pout. “You can only pop a cherry once.”
Jill swatted Ann’s other bottom cheek. “It doesn’t matter. I still love fucking your ass.”
Faith’s eyes flew wide open at that exchange. This was her mother? This was a whole new side of her mom that she had never seen before.
Faith was left in her stretched position for awhile as the others disappeared back into the house, presumably for more sex. This left the recently deflowered girl with nothing to do but look up into the sky and reflect upon her situation.
She was highly conflicted. Part of her was repulsed. She could not believe that she was enslaved, even if it was just a temporary situation. She could not believe that her mother and aunts used her as a sex toy, even if she did realize that it was all just a game to them. She could not believe that she had been deflowered by her own aunt as her mother, another aunt and two cousins watched. And she could not believe how her body kept betraying her by enjoying what was being done to it. It was all so disgusting when she took time to think about it.
The other part of her was not repulsed at all. In fact, that part was thrilled. While the bad news was that her body betrayed her, the good news was that her body betrayed her. Each new indignity shocked and embarrassed her but it also aroused her beyond belief.. The orgasms were a wonderful added bonus and were more intense than she could have imagined possible. But the most amazing thing to her was how aroused she was even when not having sex. It seemed that each humiliation made her feel even more alive.
Was she meant to be a slavegirl? She couldn’t imagine that was true. But she also couldn’t explain her emotions and thoughts. Even now, after having been forcibly deflowered, she had a feeling of excitement and contentment. It was as if her morals were being stripped away from her and she was a willing accomplice in the stripping.
She had been watching the clouds roll by as she contemplated and then shook her head to clear it. She realized that she had seen something sexual in each of them. One looked like a dildo to her. Another was shaped like a cock and two balls. Yet another was a pair of breasts. One looked like a nipple. And the one that made her shake her head was a cunt, complete with distended clitoris. “Oh I’m becoming so depraved,” she lamented as she lay supported and stretched between the poles.
Chapter 17
“How do you like being a governess?” Jill asked. She and Faith were both naked and lying on the bed with the covers pushed to the foot of the bed. Faith was on her back and Jill was snuggled up against her with her head propped on her hand. Jill alternated between kissing her daughter’s lips and the closest nipple as she slowly slid a finger into the swampy, warm tunnel between Faith’s legs.
“Ha!” retorted Faith. “It’s sure different than I expected.”
Jill giggled and nipped at Faith’s nipple. “Yes, I suppose it is.”
“Did you know this was going to happen?”
Jill kissed Faith and lingered for a moment before answering. “No. I honestly didn’t. I don’t think Jane planned it.”
“But you knew it might happen.”
“It honestly never crossed my mind,” Jill responded. “I knew that Jane kept girls. It never occurred to me that she might capture and keep you, though.”
“Well, actually she didn’t capture me. The twins did that.”
“Regardless of how you became enslaved, I didn’t know it would happen. I’m happy it did, though. You make a beautiful slavegirl.”
“Thanks, Mom. I think.”
Jill inserted a second finger into the girl’s sex, causing Faith to suck in her breath. “Are you disappointed that your summer job turned out different than you expected?”
Faith turned her head to look into her mother’s eyes. “Do you mean am I disappointed that I was enslaved?”
Jill smiled and kissed Faith on the tip of her nose. “Yes. Are you disappointed that you are a slave?” She flicked her tongue over the nose and then turned her head to suckle on her daughter’s breast.
“Well, it sure takes some getting used to,” Faith chose her words carefully. “It isn’t something that I have aspired to. And I’m not sure that I’m comfortable being your lover.”
“You aren’t my lover,” Jill responded. “To be sure, I love you very much; more than you can imagine. But we aren’t lovers.”
“You are sucking on my nipple,” said Faith, incredulous at her mother’s response. “You have two fingers in my pussy. You just had me eat you. We aren’t lovers?”
“No, dear. We aren’t lovers. We have had sex but that was recreational sex. Think of all of this as a game. It will be much easier to understand that way.”
“I’ll try,” replied Faith. She gasped as Jill slid a third finger into her, feeling her sex being stretched.
“Your body seems to enjoy being owned,” observed Jill. “You are constantly wet and aroused. And I enjoy owning your body.”
Faith moaned as Jill ran her thumb over her clit. Jill continued. “You are so delightful as a slave. My sisters and I have had lots of slaves and subs but we all agree that you are the most desirable one we have ever owned or played with.”
“What will happen to us?” asked Faith. “What happens to our relationship after the summer is over?”
Jill slid down on the bed until she was lying between Faith’s legs. She continued to pump her fingers in and out of Faith, occasionally tilting her head down to flutter her tongue over the girl’s clit and savoring the taste. “That’s up to you entirely. I plan to resume being my daughter’s mother. I’m hoping that you will be my daughter. If you decide to join Ann and Jane and me again in the future, that’s up to you. Or you could decide that you don’t want to play the game any more.”
“How can you think of this as a game?” asked Faith. She sucked in her breath as Jill sucked on her clit and nipped it lightly with her teeth. “There is too much emotion involved for it to be a game.”
“There can be emotion,” replied Jill. “But it’s a game because it’s make believe. It’s role play.” She reached for a bottle of baby oil and poured some over her knuckles before sliding her fingers back into Faith.
“I don’t know what to think any more,” complained Faith. “I’m so confused. Part of me hates this. And part of me wants this to go on forever.”
Jill slid a fourth finger into Faith and flickered her tongue over the erect little clit. “I think there’s at least a little bit of slavegirl in everyone. I’m glad that at least part of you is enjoying it. All of me is enjoying owning you. You are just so precious.”
Faith groaned as Jill’s fingers stretched and opened her. Jill started moving her fingers again in a slow, steady pumping action. “You are just the girl I want to own,” Jill continued.
“But Mom, I’m your daughter.”
Jill sighed and suckled on the clit again, causing Faith to shudder. “I know. I’ll just have to find someone just like you.” Then, she tucked her thumb alongside her fingers and pressed them forward, stretching Faith even more.
“Mom! What are you doing!?!?!?!?”
“Hush, little one,” replied Jill. “Relax. Relax. Relax.” She kept pushing, causing Faith to grunt and groan. It became uncomfortable and then painful for the girl and then the pain subsided. She looked down and saw, to her horror, that her mother’s wrist was embedded in her body.
Jill flicked the clit with her tongue as she opened her hand inside of her daughter. It felt like she was inside a tight warm mitten and she let her fingers dance along the inner walls. “Isn’t this nice?” she asked.
“Ohmigod!” groaned Faith. She couldn’t believe that she had a hand buried deep inside of her. She felt her mother’s fingers exploring and probing, causing her to tremble. Her body became damp with perspiration as her sex was stretched around the hand and wrist. “Ohmigod!”
Jill caressed the inner surfaces and poked and prodded, enjoying the way it made her daughter’s body tremble. The taut, firm belly was in constant motion as it quivered. She flicked the distended clit again and drew an immediate gasp from the stretched girl.
Jill started to focus her attention on Faith’s cervix, stroking it lightly at first. Then, with a single finger, she started pushing. Faith groaned as she felt the pressure and felt her belly starting to cramp. Jill continued to push, eliciting louder groans until she pushed through the opening, causing Faith to shriek in pain.
Jill kept her finger motionless as it was lodged in the tiny orifice. She started suckling on the juicy clit as Faith’s body tried to adjust to the intrusion. The sharp pain had subsided, replaced by the dull throbbing and cramps. Jill’s tongue fluttered over the sensitive little bud, drawing Faith closer to an orgasm.
Jill pushed her daughter right to the edge of her climax before she moved again. Then, as Faith was about to fall over the edge, she started sliding her finger in and out of the girl’s womb, sending fresh pain through the captive body. Jill flickered her tongue more quickly, pushing Faith into her climax as pain coursed through her belly. The orgasm went on and on as Jill’s tongue and finger kept moving.
Faith gripped the sheet beneath her tightly in her hands as she shook her head back and forth. The pain was intense. The orgasm was even more intense. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets and her entire body quaked from the mixture of pain and pleasure. Eventually, she fainted.
Jill gave the tender clit one more kiss before she slowly extracted her hand. She went to the bathroom to wash up and Faith was still passed out when she returned. She climbed into the bed with her beautiful daughter and gathered her lovingly in her arms, pulling a sheet over the two of them. They slept together though the night, cuddled tightly against one another.
To be continued
Chapter 18
The week drew to a close and Jill and Ann departed for home. The twins were promoted back to the status of mistress and Faith was once again the only slavegirl in town. In a way, the twins were almost disappointed that their adventure was over. They had both truly enjoyed running around naked at the beck and call of the three mistresses.
“Is it true your mom fisted you?” asked Cinny. She and Faith and Linny were lying around the pool after Faith had been harnessed to the cart and had taken the two girls for a ride.
Faith blushed at the question. She wondered if they knew all of the details of the past week. “Yes, it’s true.”
“Rats!” groused Cinny. “I wonder why she didn’t do it to me. You had all the fun.” Faith just shook her head in disbelief.
Jane returned to work after taking the week off to spend it with her sisters and the three slaves, leaving the “governess” alone with the two girls. All pretenses about Faith being in charge were gone now, though. She was kept naked all the time. The only time she ever wore clothes was when she had to take the girls somewhere. Even then, her clothes were either minimal or very revealing.
Halters and tube tops were frequently prescribed by the twins. Their favorite outfit, though, seemed to be the bib overall shorts. It was a pair of denim shorts with a denim bib that was held up by suspenders over her shoulders. If she was motionless, the bib covered her nipples and much of her breasts from a frontal view. From the side, however, the full profile of each breast could easily be seen. And when she moved, her breasts became animated and frequently peeked out from behind the bib. The twins liked the outfit for that reason and also because it gave them free access to the luscious orbs, which they frequently took advantage of.
Faith was frequently bound in some way also. While Jane preferred her slave without a collar, the twins liked their girl in a collar so they could cuff her wrists to it. This kept Faith’s hands out of the way, giving them unlimited access to the charms on the slave’s chest.
The arm-binder achieved the same result and they frequently put that on their girl. But just about any kind of bondage seemed to delight the twins, even if it served no apparent purpose. Hobbles, spreader bars and manacles frequently adorned Faith’s ankles. A variety of cuffs and ropes and scarves held her wrists together at times. She was tied to posts and between posts and fastened to walls. She sometimes dangled from the ceiling by her wrists and sometimes by her ankles. They wrapped ropes around Faith’s chest to bind her breasts and sometimes wrapped a rope around her waist or thigh, which did nothing that Faith could determine.
She was dangling from her ankles when Kim arrived. Cinny and Linny did not have many friends. They mostly relied on one another for companionship. And now they had a slavegirl to keep them company and to keep them entertained. But Kim was a good friend. She had been away for the summer but, now that school was about to start, had returned.
Linny was just finishing with the bindings. Faith’s legs were spread wide, leaving her sex gaping and vulnerable. One arm was stretched to the side and tied to a ring in the floor. Linny was securing the other arm when Cinny brought Kim into the barn.
Kim shrieked when she saw the naked, bound form of a girl hanging from the rafters. “Oh, my god! What have you done?”
Cinny wrapped her arm around Kim’s waist and propelled her forward. Linny stood up and kissed Kim on the cheek. “Meet our slavegirl,” smiled Linny. “Her name is Faith.”
“Ohmigod,” muttered Kim, still in shock over the spectacle. “What is going on?”
“We were getting ready to play with her,” said Cinny. “You can play with her now too.”
For once, Faith was glad that she was gagged. Having the ball in her mouth saved her from having to say anything. Trying to explain away the situation would have been just too embarrassing.
“What do you mean play?” asked Kim. “What do you mean slave?”
Linny explained that Faith had been hired to be their governess for the summer but that they had captured her and enslaved her instead. “Now she belongs to us. We like to play with her.” Linny left out the part about Faith being their cousin. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
Cinny reached out and rested her hand on Faith’s exposed sex as Kim stood speechless. In the position Faith was in and with the ball gag in her mouth, it was difficult to appreciate her beauty but Kim could tell that the dangling girl was attractive. “Yes. She’s pretty.”
Cinny rubbed her palm over Faith’s petals, feeling the slickness against her hand. “And she’s so responsive. Here, look at this.” Cinny held out her hand to Kim, showing her the glistening palm. Kim immediately backed away.
“You can touch her too,” offered Linny. “She’s awfully fun to play with.”
“Yeah, touch her here,” said Cinny as she put her hand back on Faith’s sex. “She likes it.”
Kim remained planted where she was but couldn’t tear her eyes from the nude, stretched form. Her gaze moved back and forth from the girl’s face to her breasts to her sex where Cinny was slowly rubbing. The breasts especially fascinated the friend. While Kim had large breasts of her own, she did not think that hers were nearly as perfectly formed as Faith’s and her eyes kept wandering back to the firm orbs.
“What do you do with her?” asked Kim.
“Anything we want,” replied Linny. “She belongs to us.”
Linny pushed Kim closer, causing the friend to tense as she neared the slave. “Touch her here,” coaxed Linny. “You’ll like it.” Linny took Kim’s hand and drew it to Faith’s sex. Kim stiffened again but did not protest as she watched Linny guide her hand between Faith’s thighs and then press it down on the awaiting sex. The folds were warm and wet and Kim thought they felt oily. Linny moved Kim’s hand and she felt the slick petals gliding against her palm.
Linny curled her fingers, causing Kim’s fingers to curl beneath her. She moved Kim’s hand, letting the fingers slide over the wet folds and then pushed Kim’s finger into Faith’s sex, causing Faith to moan. Kim opened her eyes wide at the sound and tried to pull her hand back but Linny held it firmly in place. Linny slowly moved two of Kim’s fingers in and out of Faith and Kim just watched, mesmerized by the sight before her.
Cinny came up behind Kim and wrapped her arms around her friend’s waist, holding her and softly caressing her belly. “Isn’t it wonderful?” she whispered into Kim’s ear. “So soft. So inviting. So beautiful.”
Kim nodded slowly as she watched Linny manipulate her fingers. She felt Cinny holding her and caressing her lightly, causing her to relax against the warm body pressing into her back.
Linny lifted Kim’s hand and brought it to her face. Linny sucked one of the dew-covered fingers into her mouth and licked it clean, savoring the taste. She then guided the hand to Kim’s face and extended the other glistening finger. Instinctively, Kim parted her lips and Linny pushed the finger in, letting her friend taste the juices of the slavegirl.
Linny released the hand as Kim suckled the finger. She released Faith’s hands and then lowered the slave to the floor, removing all bindings before tying Faith’s wrists together behind her back. Then, she helped the slavegirl to her feet and turned her so she was facing the friend. Finally, the ball gag was removed.
Kim sucked in her breath at the beauty of the naked girl standing before her. She had never seen such perfection before. Everything about the girl was fantastic.
Cinny kept her hands moving slowly and became bolder with her actions. One hand glided over Kim’s full breasts and the other moved to cup her friend’s sex beneath her shorts. Eventually, Cinny’s fingers started to unfasten clothing but she did it slowly to try not to scare away her prey.
Faith would be leaving soon to return to college and Cinny had decided that Kim would be a good replacement. She hadn’t worked out all of the details in her mind yet but knew that a slow seduction would be the start.
The girl’s shorts fell to the floor and puddled around her ankles. Still, Kim showed no signs of resistance. Cinny tugged the bottom of Kim’s t-shirt and slowly lifted it, rubbing the bare flesh that the movement exposed. Instinctively, Kim raised her arms to assist in her stripping and Cinny tossed the garment aside, leaving Kim dressed only in her bra, panties and sneakers.
Faith watched in disbelief as Cinny slowly stripped her pretty friend. It was almost as if Kim was in a hypnotic trance. The girl’s gaze was now fixed on Faith’s chest but her eyes looked like they were glazed over. Faith watched as Linny knelt at Kim’s feet, unlacing the sneakers and pulling them off along with the socks.
The bra was the next item to fall to the floor, exposing two plump breasts. Kim was much more developed and well endowed than the twins and Faith wondered if the girl might be older than her cousins. The full, rounded orbs looked heavy and were thrust out from the slender chest of the girl. Faith thought that the girl might even have larger breasts than her own.
“Wha?” uttered Kim, showing signs that she recognized what was happening to her. Cinny moved on hand in slow circles over the naked belly as her other hand glided over the exposed swells of the glorious breasts. “Wha?” Kim repeated.
Cinny leaned close and kissed Kim’s neck before letting her lips dance across the tender flesh until they reached the girl’s cheek. “Hush, little one,” Cinny said calmly. “You are safe with us.”
Kim remained in her stupor-like state and continued to stare at the tanned perfect breasts of the slave standing before her. Cinny continued her soft caresses as her lips continued to kiss Kim’s cheek and jaw and ear.
Linny was still kneeling at Kim’s feet and reached up, hooking her fingers into the waistband of the girl’s panties, slowly drawing them down the toned hips. Faith watched as there continued to be no resistance and saw the trimmed blonde bush slowly emerge. Linny knelt up and kissed Kim’s belly and then her Venus mound as the panties reached the girl’s ankles. Cinny’s hands moved beneath Kim’s breasts and she lifted them, supporting the succulent orbs in her palms.
Linny helped Kim to step out of her panties and then lightly kissed the future slave’s sex. Faith could see that Linny’s lips were wet when she pulled back, giving testimony to the fact that Kim was highly aroused by what was happening to her, even if she wasn’t fully aware of what was going on.
Linny stood up and leaned close, kissing Kim on the lips. “Wha?” uttered Kimi again. Linny went to the bench and Cinny finally released the firm breasts, lowering her hands to grasp Kim’s wrists and draw them behind her. Linny returned with wide leather cuffs, which she attached to Kim’s wrists, securing them together.
“Faith, come here,” instructed Linny. “Service our friend.”
Faith blushed at what was going on. Three pretty blondes were standing before her; one naked and the other two clothed. Cinny and Linny stood on either side of the naked one and kissed her cheeks as one hand from each girl held a bottom cheek and the other claimed a breast.
Reluctantly, Faith stepped closer and then obediently knelt. She leaned forward and smelled the musky aroma of Kim’s arousal. Like Linny had done before, Faith pressed her lips to the girl’s sex, feeling the oily slickness coating them.
Cinny and Linny tapped the insides of Kim’s thighs and, instinctively, Kim moved her feet wider apart, giving Faith better access to her hidden charms. Faith extended her tongue and slowly licked up along one of the petals, gathering the girl’s juices on her tongue before repeating the action with its twin.
Faith looked up and saw that the twins were stroking the breasts from the base to the nipples. Then they would grasp the nipples, rolling them back and forth before returning to the base to start over again.
Faith curled her tongue and slowly stabbed it into Kim’s sex, hearing the girl moan softly as she was penetrated. She scooted a little closer and leaned into the girl’s thighs to steady herself, feeling the soft, warm flesh of the girl who was being seduced into slavery.
Faith moved her tongue in and out several times before scooping it up between the slick petals. She stopped at the top and used her tongue to expose the tender clitoris before fluttering it over the tender morsel several times. She heard another moan and then a series of short gasps.
This continued for several minutes. Faith would scoop up between the slick folds and then would flutter her tongue. Faith kept her eyes upward, watching the twins playing with the ripe breasts that were now their toys and Faith saw Kim’s belly eventually start to quiver. Faith stopped her scooping action and now concentrated fully on little butterfly motions of her tongue over the tasty little nubbin before her.
It took less than a minute of this to elicit a groan from Kim. Her body tensed and then shook as a powerful orgasm pumped through her. Cinny and Linny held onto her bottom and arms to support her as Faith kept her tongue fluttering incessantly.
Kim gasped and groaned and then whimpered. Eventually, her knees buckled and the two girls laid her gently on the floor. She just lay there on her side and moaned with her eyes closed as Cinny and Linny caressed her.
Eventually, the girl opened her eyes and then looked around in shock. “Ohmigod!!! What did I just do?”
Cinny leaned down and kissed Kim’s cheek. “Relax, little one. You didn’t do anything. We did it for you. We will take over from now on. No worries.”
“Oh god,” groaned Kim. She tried to sit up and that’s when she realized that her hands were bound behind her back. “What just happened?”
Cinny smiled and leaned down again, kissing Kim on the lips this time. “You just had a wonderful orgasm. That’s what happened. And we made you ours.”
“Yours?” she asked. “What do you mean?”
“Yes. Ours,” assured Cinny. “Faith is our slavegirl. You are ours now too. Isn’t that wonderful?”
“Yes, Kimmy,” agreed Linny. “You belong to us now. Isn’t that nice?”
Kim groaned. She didn’t understand what was going on but she did understand that her body was still tingling from the explosive orgasm she had just experienced. It had been unlike anything she had ever felt.
“What does that mean?” asked Kim. She knew that she should have protested or screamed or fought back. But something inside of her prevented her from resisting.
The twins helped Kim to her knees in front of the bench and then sat together on the bench. Each stroked the backs of their fingers over Kim’s cheeks while their other hands each claimed a breast, which they lifted in their palms.
“It means that we will own you from now on,” said Linny. “We will be your mistresses and you will be our girl.”
“Yes,” Cinny went on. “You will be our pet. You don’t have to worry about making decisions any more. We will take responsibility for all of your decisions from now on. We will take care of you.”
“Oh, was all that Kim said in response.
Faith watched all of this with disbelief. If she had not seen it with her own eyes, she would not have believed it. She had to be starved and then bound and beaten before she was broken into her slavery. But this girl seemed to be accepting it readily without any kind of fight or even resistance. Had the twins known that this girl was naturally submissive? If so, how could they tell?
Linny got up and went back to the table. She returned with a wide black collar. Cinny gathered Kim’s long blonde tresses and held them up, away from the girl’s neck as Linny sat back down.
“Kimmy, do you accept that you now belong to us?” asked Linny as she leaned forward and kissed Kim.
“Yes,” replied Kim in a whisper. Faith’s eyes flew open wide in surprise.
Cinny leaned forward and kissed Kim. “You should call us Mistress. And do you understand that, as our property, you will do whatever we want?”
“Yes, Mistresses.”
Linny wrapped the collar around Kim’s slender neck. She buckled it snugly and then added a padlock to ensure that it could not be removed. “Then you are now our pet. And you will be Kimmy from now on.”
“Thank you, Mistresses,” replied Kim as she cast her eyes down and blushed.
“That went well today,” said Cinny as she pressed her back into Linny later that evening. They were naked and spooning together again in their bed.
“It sure did,” replied Linny. “What made you make your move? Did you know that she was a natural submissive?”
“I was pretty sure.”
“How did you know?” asked Linny.
“I saw the way she was acting as you guided her fingers over and into Faith. She wasn’t resisting or repulsed. She had this dreamy look on her face and it got dreamier the more you controlled her. I was pretty sure we could take her.”
At that moment, Faith was with Jane. “I understand you have a new slave sister,” said Jane.
“Yes, Mistress,” replied Faith. She and Jane were also both naked in bed and were also both spooning. Jane was behind Faith and was holding a luscious breast, squeezing it lightly.
“Again, the girls have shown that they have good taste. Kim is pretty; almost as pretty as my girl.”
“Oh, I think she’s much prettier than me, Mistress.”
“Nobody is as beautiful as my Faith, little one. But I hope that the girls don’t make a habit out of enslaving girls or we’ll have to expand the barn.”
“Are they going to keep her in the barn? Is she going to be a pony?”
“I’m sure she’ll spend a lot of time in a harness. But I suspect that on nights when she is here, she will be a bed warmer for the twins.”