When she woke up her wrists hurt from the cuff. Her shoulders hurt from the position of her arms. Her bladder was full, and she needed several tries to stand up, and squat over the drain to piss. Karen hardly slept. She remembered what happened, and never thought it would be so difficult. She kneeled by the bowls and tried to eat like an animal. She hoped it was the morning, but there was no way for her to know. She remembered how she designed the cells with a low light and no windows. At that time, she did not know she would experience one of them. A first she had been excited to confront her procedure to break girls into obedient slaves. The procedure had been used on several girls beginning with Alex, and made its proofs. Now she was fighting her own procedure and after only one day or what she imagined was one day she felt so humiliated that she felt ready to obey to avoid being humiliated so much and she knew it was the first step of own enslavement. But at the same time a small
"I'm sorry; I don't know why I did that...""Don't be sorry, they began to wonder why you did not fight more than that. You did well, but know we will have to pay for that...""How... How much time? I cramp... It's hurting.""It is supposed to, it is a punishment. It is in your procedure. At this stage, the slave must not be hurt but for attempts of escaping or violence... I suppose up to this evening...""Is there something I can do, please Alex..." Alex smiled as her former mistress begged for her, she had a feeling of power over her former mistress she had forgotten long ago."You're supposed to be lesbian; I'll say that you're ok for a blowjob to be untied. Try not to be too good at the blowjob; I think it's better if they think you're a lesbian...""Thank you Alex.""I'm not sure they will accept, but I'll try."Karen throat was dry from having eaten biscuits only. She was thirty. She was also uneasy of the situation, she needed to complain about her situation to somebody, and th
After fucking Alex, John removed Karen from the pillory so she could have a restful night.When she awoke Alex remembered what John had told her: How he became a guard at the OSO centre.He was working in a stock exchange department of a famous bank in the city, making tonnes of money, did he said. The work was harsh, but the pay was worth. This life was pleasant to him but did not let enough time to date and find a girl. So he had the idea to get a slave-girl. That is the reason why he searched and found the OSO. Slavery is not a legal thing so this informal organisation had to be discrete. As a customer, he had been invited to visit the former centre. It was before Karen's procedure was introduced. The taming procedure was different at that time and the girls were raped and beaten up to agree with anything just to avoid anything more. Jim led him through the centre and explained that they were about to experience a new way of breaking the girls that would be different and would prod
"I shouldn't, but you need to have your hair dressed. I'll call for it," and John quitted Karen's cell.In the kitchen, Alex was playing with Raphael's dick. She was amazed at how long and thin it was, and she wondered how it could felt to have it in one of her other orifices that were filled and out of reach in the chastity belt. Her frustration was growing on; she was hopeless to control it. But for the moment she was enjoying the Italian guard's shaft, kissing and caressing it. Giving him lots of pleasant feeling but avoiding making him cum until he had finished telling her his story.How he grew in Naples' streets. His father had left home, and his mother was working to feed him and his brothers and sisters. Quickly he made himself useful by selling different things among the streets, Mostly drugs. And little by little, he became a member of the local mob. At 17 he was in charge of recruiting girls for the whore activity and was good at it. From the way he spoke Alex understood th
"I am English, and you Corinne, where are you from, in France," Karen took guard to speak slowly as she thought Corinne was not as fluent as Alex was."How did you find it, it is my name Corinne, it sounds so French," she said with a blink."I don't know how you can eat that at morning, said the young French slave and John said I must not let you eat alone, so I will be a nurse to you."Karen looked at the trolley and she saw there were scrambled eggs, a glass of orange juice and a sausage, but under it, there were cuffs and a hair dryer. She looked at Corinne."Oh yes after you have eaten, I'll lead you to shower, and I must wash your hair, and dress them for you. You can choose the dressing if you choice is the slave ponytail she said showing her own tail."Oh, I am from near Marseille. And tell me what do you want to begin? Orange juice, sausage, eggs... I can also propose you slave juice, but I see you just have guard juice, so perhaps we will wait for that," Corinne laughed. Kare
Corinne's face showed she was uneasy; she took some time to reply to Karen."I'm sure I can answer your question, Karen. It is a personal decision you have to make yourself. Euhh! What I can say, is I don't think you have the choice of doing it or not, your choice is more on when you will do it. So I won't say you if you must ask for the collar or not, but try to enjoy obeying, and then asking for the collar would be natural" explained Corinne."I like the way she replied" Alex exclaimed."Not only I should obey, but I should show enthusiasm at doing it?" Karen asked while biting her lower lips"That's it, Philipp said as if Karen could hear, She's near from ready."Corinne did not answer but kissed Karen. Alex and Philipp looked at each other, surprised.Then Karen slipped down her chair and kneeled in front of Corinne, who stopped her."You have no obligation, Karen, I know you are denied and it is difficult to-"But she couldn't finish her sentence as Karen's mouth was on her cunt
"OK, you're right, I'm jealous, and it is irrelevant," John said. Alex Kneeled in front of him."But this slave loves it, Master. This slave did not have sex with Konstantin, Master, but had to interrogate the guards. What's more this slave wore a chastity belt that makes this slave horny? So please tell this slave what it is supposed to do" Alex said."Go and help Melissa to shower, I had her give me a blowjob, but I think it was too soon-" John said while Alex stood up."I think so, but she did it, it is positive, I ask Corinne to bring a breakfast... perhaps Melissa would want a kind of release?" asked Alex."I would prefer Corinne to do it, I'm sorry Alex," John said with a little voice."Corinne is lucky this morning!" Alex laughed!"Karen?""Yes, it took her a while, but suddenly she decided in the shower room, kneeling before Corinne, and her hand crossed in her back" explained Alex.When Alex reached Melissa's cell, the black girl was still kneeling over the drain, John's cum
When she entered the cell, Karen was already kneeling over the drain. Her head was slightly lowered, her back was straight. She had her knees spread and her wrists were crossed in her back. Not that she did a lot for the latter as it was the way she was tied. Alex wondered how long she had taken the pose, of if she had just heard the sound of the code and the opening of the door. Karen just moved her head to see who had entered."Glad to see you, Alex," Karen greeted her keeping the slave pose."Glad to see you, Karen," Alex repeated. She was surprised at Karen behaviour."Is the position correct, please Alex?" asked Karen."Err... Your knees should be spread wider, but for a slave-to-be it is... unexpected" Alex congratulated.Karen spread her legs wider bowing her back at the same time."Oh that's right for the legs, but know your back is not straight enough" Alex corrected who helped her to straighten."Thanks, Alex, I didn't though it would be so difficult to maintain," Karen said
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a