Chapter 6: Grounds to build on
Karen found herself back in her old Life faster than she could blink. Her boss
threw money and privileges at her to make her stay, and she denied all of it.
The guy wasn't that bad, but he could not give her what she craved. The company
accepted her quitting, and the few friends she had there wanted to stay in
contact. She knew that was very complicated with her being naked inside a walled
compound. She couldn't just invite them over for coffee if they are in the area,
which was unlikely in the first place. So she prepared the cover story of her
going on a long travel around the globe. It was unlikely she would see them
again anyways, and she had no friends that were so close that she would miss
them really hard after a while.
The mansion was something she craved and the more time she spent alone, she knew
that this was what she wanted. Her thoughts often circled around the issue if
she had done the same Drake had, if she had the resources for it. Probably not,
she mused, he had the power and drive to actually do something that way, most
likely only a dominant with a special mix of qualities would do this and those
would be rare. And of course that mix paired with enough money and power would
be even more rare. But then again, she thought about it if there were other
mansions, islands or similar setups elsewhere in the world.
First she sold all her things. She wouldn't need them anymore. A small shoe box
sized metal box with pictures and other memories, she placed at a bank depot,
where she wouldn't need a key. All her money she transferred into an offshore
bank account, where the depot box would be paid from and some employee of the
bank look for the growth of her capital. She did not care too much, but in case
anything did not work out, she always could go back, and create a new life for
herself. With only the clothes on her, she entered again the apartment building
of Joseph Drake five weeks after she left it.
As the door opened she left the elevator, and kneeled down in front of her
master, lowering her head.
He leaned down, fastened her collar around her neck and kissed her forehead.
"Welcome back slave", he said smiling.
"Thank you master, your slave is happy to be back and available for her Masters
use."
She craved his treatment immensely. During those weeks apart she was constantly
horny. She masturbated every day, multiple times. Never she got really
satisfied, it only left her craving for more. There were no instructions for her
on how to behave from Drake. She simply should settle all affairs, and be back
with only her clothes on her as her sole possession not taken care off.
Drake attached a leash and led her int the living room. He guided her to stand
up, then fastened wrist and ankles cuffs on her. The wrist cuffs got attached to
hanging chains, the ankle cuffs to rings in the floor. In the end she was still
fully clothed, standing with wide spread legs and arms secured in the living
room. Drake wore a white t-shirt and some black pants. As he usually did, he
walked barefoot on the thick carpet.
Slowly he waked to her, standing in front of her, grabbing her head by her hair
and forcing her to look into his eyes.
"I have no use for a slave that does not submit to me, one that changes her mind
on every whim, or decides to leave at the first inconvenience. If you submit to
me, you are mine for a month. Then i will ask you again if you want to submit
further. After that, it is for 6 months, and after that for a year. Every year
after that you get the chance to leave me again, always at the same day, never
in between. Do you understand that, slave?"
"Yes, Master."
"Good, now, do you wish by your own free will to submit to me, to be my slave,
my property i can do with as i please?"
Karen gulped, this is it girl, she thought. "Yes Master, it is my wish to submit
to you, to be yours fully to be used as you see fit."
He smiled. "Very well then slave, then lets get rid of the last things from your
old life."
With that he got a knife from his pocket. It had a curved top which clearly was
made to cut things in the inner curve. this way one could simply cut everything
off someone, without the chance of hurting that person. And cutting he did. Her
pants were cut down first, slowly, with multiple cuts he cut them around her
waist. Then he cut them in their length and they simply slid off her legs. Next
was her shirt, a light fabric that ripped from under her arms very easy to her
waist. Then he cut it in half in front. Its own weight, dragged it behind her to
the floor. Her bra, cut on the top parts then in front again also slid down,
followed by her panties. Now naked, she felt very exposed and vulnerable, but at
the same time so engulfed and secure like never before.
She spent an hour in this position. While she was being whipped all over her
body, touched, kissed, fucked, whipped again, then fucked again. In the end she
didn't even remember exactly how he took her down, chained her to the bed and
let her sleep.
Neither Drake nor Karen wanted to waste time, and so the next morning, they
started the work that was to great extends already planed out by Drake. Their
first priority was the grounds on which to build. There were three that looked
very promising already, and so they decided to go and look them up.
Karen, not having any cloth of her own anymore, was given a short black dress
and matching high heels. The dress covered her essentials, and was plain, the
heels high and with straps. If she bent over too far, her ass would be shown. No
bra nor panties were given to the outfit and she didn't mind. Drake himself was
in a dark gray suit with a shining white shirt, and black shoes. They took the
car, with the top down and went to the first site.
The drive was long and they chatted about the different locations a bit.
Sometimes Drake was stroking her inner thighs, and he mused about locking her
wrists behind the seat, but decided against it since it was too open here.
The day was sunny and hot, they would be able to reach the first two locations
the same day, the last one would have to wait for the next day, on their way
home. First they drove to a place with a lot forest around it. Drake did not
like it very much, but it was not easy to find a suitable place for his needs.
They strode for about an hour through the forest, looked at the place where the
mansion should be built and drove around the grounds to see where once the
security walls would be built. After three hours of intensely looking the place
over, making numerous pictures with a digital camera and noting down things on
his PDA, Drake decided to drive to the next destination.
He had a basket in the trunk prepared for the trip, containing sandwiches and
some bottles of water. While they drove and discussed the last place, Karen gave
him water or fed him a sandwich, so he could keep his hands on the wheel at all
times. As they cleared the forests and were on more straight roads again, Drake
picked up again the habit of arousing Karen in her seat.
Their second destination was in a small valley. Few trees were around, and all
in all it was a green area. Although Drake liked it, Karen thought about the
comment of being outside and pointed to the large hills. It would be possible to
see everything inside the valley from either hill. Drake agreed, although he
could have bought them as well, it somehow made him reconsider his position.
Spending the night in a motel, they got up early the next morning, and after
some exhausting sex, with her wrists tied to the shower head while warm water
was falling down on them, they drove to the last destination. It took them
nearly the full morning to reach it and the drive home would be another three
hours, but Drake wanted to take his time as with the other properties.
As they drove through the area, they saw that it looked a bit yellow here and
there. It was rather dry and looked liked there was a drought here. Some hills
in the area made it hard to guess how far everything stretched, but there were
also more flat areas. Here and there was a wall of trees, stopping the soil from
corroding, or simply part of a bigger forrest. The road they drove on was a
gravel, then they went on to a dirt road that led to the place where the mansion
should be. As they stood where he decided the mansion should be placed in the
end, they looked around themselves.
"A modest sized wall would shield a big area from anyone standing outside
instantly", Drake explained as he pointed to the road where they came from.
"Behind us is pretty much nothing for dozens of miles. The gravel road leads
nowhere and ends another three miles further north. So if nobody takes a wrong
turn on the highway, there will be at any given time, not a single soul within a
ten mile radius."
Drake turned around. A bit away was a larger rock, about the size of a small
house. The oddity made him smile.
"Does this rock amuse my Master?" Karen asked.
"Yes it does. I think there could be done some pretty nice things with it. I had
plans to create a small rock wall inside the mansions grounds, this natural
occurrence would although make it a lot nicer."
The place they were standing on was a slight hill, which made it possible to
look over the area pretty well. With walls around the property, one would be
able to see beyond them from the upper floors, but unless airborne, nobody would
be able to see inside.
"Would you enjoy to be my slave here, Karen?" Drake asked her.
She fell to her knees, put her wrists behind her back and lowered her head.
"Yes master, i would love to be your slave here."
He stepped behind her and tied her wrists, then helped her to stand and waled
her to the rock. Leaning with her back against that rock, Drake lifted her dress
a bit to reveal her sex, and fucked her until both came. It was the first orgasm
she had on the grounds of the mansion, one of many to come.
End of Chapter6
