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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