The State of Grace

CHAPTER 7

 

Brittany woke up to her alarm wondering how she got in bed.  She took a moment to remember the events of the previous night and figured Aaron must have put her there.  She left the warmth of her thick blankets and entered Sarah’s room to unchain her.  Much to her surprise, Sarah was not there.  Brittany feared the worse until she remembered the Master had said that he was not going to send Sarah back to the prison camp.

Brittany took her shower and after drying herself off, got dressed.  She received a harsh reminder of the torture she had received as she tried to put her bra on.  Her tender breasts seemed to scream in protest as she tried to fasten the binding material.  She decided a robe would be better.

Brittany went to the kitchen and saw the note that the Master had left on the table.  She was to prepare breakfast as Sarah was unavailable due to her punishment.  Brittany went to work.  She spent several years working as Sarah had been, so this was not new to her.  She finished her preparations and awaited the Master.

The Master entered the kitchen from his chambers and sat at the table.  As they ate their breakfast, Mr. Hawk explained the situation and the rules of Sarah’s punishment. 

“Sarah is out in the kennels.  You are to bring her a bowl of dog food and a bowl of water.  You are not to speak to her at any time.  This morning when you take her breakfast out, you are to French-braid her hair and place a collar and leash on her.  Attach the leash to the shelter.  She will stay there until Saturday at the latest and until she returns to the Manor, you are to maintain her cleaning chores.”

“Yes My Lord.”  Brittany had spent some time in the kennels and remembered the experience with a feeling of sorrow for Sarah’s condition. 

The lord and lady of the Manor finished their breakfast and the Master left for his office.  Brittany prepared the bowl of dog food, remembering its foul taste, and the water.  She went out of the back door and walked to the chain link structure that are the kennels.  Sarah was already out of the structure testing the strength of her cage like an animal.  She would dig along the edge only to find the concrete wall that lined the outer edge. 

Brittany approached the cage, placed the bowls on top of the cage, and held up the collar and leash.  Sarah glared at the cruel devices and decided she would resist.  As Brittany opened the cage Sarah changed her mind as she did not want to cause Brittany to get into trouble.  Sarah exposed her neck for the collar.  Brittany placed the collar around Sarah’s neck securing it closed and attaching the leash with a small lock.  Brittany next attached the chain leash with another lock to the ring on the outside of the structure.

Brittany motioned her fingers in a circle.  Sarah turned around and Brittany began to French-braid Sarah’s hair securing the end of the braid with a tight leather strap.  Brittany stepped out of the kennel and placed the bowls inside the kennel and replaced the lock on the gate.

“So how long do I have to stay here?”  Sarah inquired.

Brittany glanced from side to side.  “The Master said until you learn your lesson.  Please do not push the Master.  He is very kind when you behave and follow his instructions.  Do not be angry with him, his specialty is breaking down a slave’s mind and uses torments and tortures like this to accomplish his goal.  The more you fight, the worse the torments become.”

Sarah did not answer Brittany.  Brittany returned to the house to complete her daily chores.  That night the Master did not say a word to Brittany.  He retired early as did Brittany. 

The next morning when Brittany brought Sarah’s food, the food in the previous dish had not been touched.  Brittany removed the old bowls and put the fresh food and water.  The third morning, Friday, the food had once again remained untouched.  Brittany replaced the bowls with a frown.  Sarah was a mess.  She covered in the muck of the kennels.  The weather during her time in the kennels had been rainy, so there was plenty of mud in the kennel.

Sarah was hungry beyond belief when Friday arrived.  She let out a heavy sigh after Brittany replaced her bowls.  She crawled over to the bowl of dog food and sniffed it.  The smell was almost enough to prevent her from eating, but her hunger won as she began to eat the wretched food.  After eating, the rain once again began to fall and Sarah retreated to the cover of her shelter.  She had been unable to do more than doze during the nights in the kennel. 

Saturday morning, Brittany came out with her food, somewhat relieved to see the previous day’s food gone.  Brittany placed the new food dish in the kennel.  Sarah obediently began to eat.  Brittany waited until Sarah had finished and entered the kennel to detach the leash from the shelter.  Calling Sarah to heel and began to walk to the house with the leash in her hand.  Sarah complied, tired and covered in mud, crawling along Brittany’s side.

Brittany stopped at the porch outside the back door and picked up a hose.  She began to hose Sarah off.  Sarah simply stayed where Brittany had left her.  Sarah did not have the energy to fight anymore.  She was exhausted and sore from her confinement in the cage.  Brittany finished hosing the muck and mud off of Sarah and proceeded into the house.

Mr. Hawk was sitting at the kitchen table.  “Did she eat this morning?”  He inquired of Brittany.

“Yes My Lord.  She ate her food yesterday and this morning.”

Brittany brought Sarah over to the Master’s side.  He began to stroke her head.  “Has my little bitch learned her lesson?”  He placed his hand in front of Sarah’s mouth.  “Has she lost her bite?”

Sarah moved her mouth to the Master’s hand fully intent on biting his hand; instead, much to her own surprise she gently licked his hand several times before he pulled his hand away.  The Master smiled.  “That is much better.”  He said.  “Brittany, I want you to remove the collar and give her a good scrubbing in the shower.  After she has been thoroughly scrubbed, let her take a nap.  She needs to be rested for the show tonight.”

“Yes My Lord.”  Brittany replied as she led Sarah into their chambers. 

Brittany removed the collar.  Sarah crawled into the bathtub.  Brittany began to scrub Sarah gently with a brush removing the remaining muck and mud.  Brittany then removed the braid and washed Sarah hair.  The soft towel was soothing on Sarah’s skin as she was dried off and Brittany took great care in brushing Sarah’s hair.

Sarah crawled to her pillow pile, dragging herself with the last ounces of will she had.  After Sarah lay down, Brittany came in and covered her with her heavy blanket wrapping Sarah in warmth.  Sarah smiled at Brittany’s kindness and a tear began to trickle from her eye.

“I used to think I was stubborn, but the Master has won.”  Sarah remorsefully said.

“He always does.”  Brittany replied smiling as Sarah drifted off into slumber.  Sarah realized as she drifted into a deep sleep that she had to give the Master complete dominion over her if she was going to make it through the program.  Her only other choice was to return to the prison camp. 

Sarah was awakened by the Master calling for her.  She quickly crawled out of her pillow pile and found him in the living room with Brittany, Mrs. Peregrine, and Aaron.  Sarah immediately crawled to the Master’s side.

Mrs. Peregrine began.  “Is the little bitch calmer now?”

“I think she has learned her lesson, thanks to you.”

            Mrs. Peregrine lowered her hand.  Sarah sat there with her head bowed in shame.  Mr. Hawk gave her a light tap on her bottom to get her moving.  Sarah crawled over to Mrs. Peregrine’s hand and gently kissed her knuckles.

“Much better.  Are you ready for the show now?”

“Yes Mistress.  I am yours to command.”

“Good.  The rules of the competition have changed.  Only the two slaves are allowed to be on the stage.  Brittany will not be allowed on the stage.”

“I do not think that will be a problem.”  Mr. Hawk replied.  The two Specialists began to discuss the particulars of the show with Aaron and Sarah paying close attention.  Brittany was both disappointed and relieved that she was not going to be a part of the show.

Their plans completed and both slaves understanding their parts, the conversation was complete.  Aaron crawled to the door and donned his costume for the performance.  Sarah crawled to her chambers to pick out an appropriate outfit.  She had decided and was taking the clothes out of the closet when the Master walked into her chambers.

“It is very important to me that you and Aaron win the competition.  So much so that I will give you the first privilege if you win.  Would you like that?”

Sarah brightened at the idea.  “Yes Sir.  What would my first privilege be?”

“I thought that you would like to have a bed like Brittany’s.”

“Really, Sir?”  She said with excitement pouring with every word and every movement.

“Yes.  However, if you should loose, there will be consequences for you.”

Horrified, Sarah asked, “What would the consequences be, Sir, if I may ask?”

“That depends on how you finish.  There are four groups competing.  I believe a week in the kennels for each place below first would be in order.  If you come in second place, then you would be confined for one week in the kennels.  If you come in last, then you can expect to be confined in the kennels for three weeks. 

Sarah froze in terror.  Anymore time in the kennels was too much let alone three weeks.  Sarah was determined to win the competition.

After she was dressed, the five left the Manor.  The drive lasted over an hour and Sarah found that the drive only increased her tension levels.  I wonder if Aaron has been given the same threat about losing.  She thought to herself.  Sarah sat there self-consciously straightening the miniskirt and dress shirt she had chosen.  The clothes seemed like a foreign custom to her by now, having spent almost two weeks as Mr. Hawk’s slave and naked for most of that time.  She ran her fingers through her hair trying to make sure that it would be pleasing to whoever was judging this contest of slaves.

The limo stopped at last.  Sarah opened the door and the other four exited and Sarah followed.  They were at the back entrance of what looked like an auditorium.  The five went through the back door and into the back-stage waiting area.  Sarah saw the other three teams waiting.  There were no Specialists in the room, only six enforcers.  Sarah and Aaron were left there and instructed that they were to treat this room as their chambers.

Sarah and Aaron stood up.  She began to stretch when a muscular female slave with short red hair walked over to them.  “I hope you do not plan on winning.  We have won the last three contests.  Mr. Shark and Mrs. Dolphin are the best trainers in the program.”  The red-head stated with an arrogant air.

“I only plan on doing my best performance.  It will be up to the judges to decide who wins.”  Sarah replied trying to remain humble.

The pairs were called out by their “owners” names.  First was the pair of Mr. Lion and Mrs. Tiger.  The girl looked to be of Middle Eastern heritage with dark skin and long dark hair.  The boy was Robert, who Sarah was already familiar with.

The second pair called was that of Mr. Viper and Mrs. Python.  The girl was a lovely petite creature, stunningly beautiful with her blond hair braided in several rows.  The boy was also quite lovely.  He was extremely well muscled with long black hair.

The enforcers called for Mr. Hawk and Mrs. Peregrine next.  Sarah and Aaron reported to the enforcers and waited for their instructions.  The enforcers waited for a moment and then pointed to the hallway that led to the stage.  Sarah’s nerves were bundled in tight knots throughout her body.  She had to win.  She could not face any more time in the kennels.

The pair reached the edge of the stage.  The curtain was closed and there was a single chair on the stage.  Aaron took his seat in the chair.  Sarah took several deep breaths before the music began and the curtain opened.  Sarah froze for a moment at the sight of the packed auditorium.  Checking her hair and outfit one last time, she began to let the music run through her.  She tuned out the audience and focused only on pleasing Aaron.  Her body began to sway and moved gracefully onto the stage.  She danced in front of Aaron for a little before she sat on his lap and took his hands to unbutton her shirt.  Aaron reached around her and began to unbutton each one with care.  He opened her shirt while Sarah continued the grinding motion in his lap.  Sarah stood quickly and made a quick spin while removing her shirt and threw it into the audience.  With her back to the audience, she reached up and unclasped her bra letting it fall to the floor.  Another spin and she was facing the audience but her hair was covering her breasts.

Aaron began to stand up to dance with Sarah, but Sarah turned quickly pushing him back into the chair shaking one finger at him and moving away a few steps.  In another spin, Sarah unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground, stepped out of it with one foot and then used the other foot to fling it into the audience.  Sarah began the more direct teasing as she opened Aaron’s pants.  Sarah was surprised at the size of the erection that was before her.  She began to caress the member gently while continuing her dance.  It did not take long to get Aaron to the edge.  Mrs. Peregrine tried to keep him there as much as possible.  Sarah removed her panties bending over with the audience to her side and taking as much of Aaron’s excitement into her mouth.  Bobbing and swaying with the music, Sarah felt the warning signs of Aaron’s release so she stopped. Aaron turned the chair to the side, following Sarah’s signals and Sarah straddled his lap carefully inserting his manhood into her.  A gasp escaped Sarah’s lips as the large rod stretched her hungry sex and Sarah sat there for a moment in ecstasy getting used to his size. 

Sarah felt the music again and she moved and gyrated to its rhythm following the heavy bass beat.  Aaron was on the edge again and, on cue, pushed Sarah off of him.  Sarah hit the ground sprawling and her hair landing wildly around her head.  Aaron stood up and Sarah began to crawl away.  Grabbing a handful of Sarah’s hair, Aaron positioned himself behind the lovely girl.  He entered her again and began to thrust hard and fast.  Sarah screamed as her “rape” began but was enjoying the pleasure of this love making. 

It took a little time before Sarah finally climaxed exploding in a torrent of pleasure in time with Aaron.  The curtain closed and Aaron helped Sarah off of the stage.

As they were leaving, Sarah saw the last two performers.  If that performance was not enough to win the contest, then she deserved the time in the kennels.  Two enforcers guided Sarah and Aaron to the final waiting room.  The other two pairs sat nervously waiting for the end of the competition. 

After a long wait, the enforcers instructed everyone to return to the stage.  The slaves were lined up each with a number hung over there head.  The curtain opened and a voice came over the speakers.  “Now it is time ladies and gentlemen to cast your vote for the best performance.  Please press the number on the keypad in front of you that corresponds with the number above the pair that you want to vote for.”

The slaves all waited anxiously for the results to be counted.  The announcer walked onto the stage, walking by each of the slaves before taking the center.  A microphone rose up from the stage floor and Brittany walked onto the stage and handed the announcer a small envelope.  “And the winner of tonight’s competition is…”  He spoke into the microphone as he opened the envelope.  “You know, before I announce the winners, I think that we should have a nice round of applause for the trainers of these slaves.  I think that they all did a wonderful job.”  The crowd began to applaud loudly.  “Now for tonight’s winning couple…Mr. Hawk and Mrs. Peregrine.” 

Mr. Hawk and Mrs. Peregrine walked onto the stage and accepted the medals for winning first place.  Sarah felt all of her tension and nervousness leave in one breath making her lightheaded.  She was proud of winning the competition for her Master.  Sarah knew that if she had lost, her guilt would have been unbearable and the time in the kennels would not have been enough to ease her burden. 

Mr. Hawk thanked everyone for coming out to the show and wished everyone a safe journey home.  The curtain closed.  Sarah waited for her Master when Aaron suddenly jumped in front of her.  Mr. Shark’s red-headed slave had charged Sarah while she was in her state of relief.  Aaron had tackled her taking the muscular woman to the floor of the stage.  Four enforcers were at the scene in seconds and had the female slave and Aaron both pinned.

Mr. Hawk heard the commotion and walked towards the waiting enforcers.  Aaron simply laid there motionless.  The girl was struggling and fighting them.  Sarah looked at Aaron as her hero.  If he had not stepped in, there was no telling what that girl would have done to her.  Mr. Hawk walked over to Sarah.  “What happened?  I want the truth.”

Sarah pointed at the red-headed slave on the floor.  “She had charged at me Sir, because we won the contest.  Aaron tackled her to protect me.”

Mrs. Peregrine looked down at Aaron.  “Is that correct young man?”

“Yes Mistress, it is.  I was only trying to protect Mr. Hawk’s property.”  Sarah’s feelings of gratitude were still present, yet somewhat diminished. 

Mr. Hawk walked over to the enforcers that had Aaron pinned.  “Let him up, he is not at fault here.”  The enforcers complied and released Aaron, who returned to his place next to Sarah. 

Mr. Shark entered the scene at this point.  Visibly angry, his face reddened, he reached down to his slave and grabbed her neck in his large hand.  The enforcers released the girl quickly as Mr. Shark pulled her off the floor by her neck and slapped her hard across the face.  Mrs. Dolphin ran over to him and whispered into his ear.  Mr. Shark let the girl go and began to walk away.  The girl and her partner both followed on their hands and knees. 

Mrs. Dolphin approached Mr. Hawk.  “I am sorry for that little outburst.  Sonya is still new and can be very stubborn.  I trust no one was hurt.”  Mrs. Dolphin’s voice was sweet and gentle.  It was the exact opposite of the actions of Mr. Shark.

“Everything is fine, Mrs. Dolphin.  Aaron’s quick thinking made certain of that.”

“When we get home, we will deal with Sonya; that I promise you.  Good night Mr. Hawk and Mrs. Peregrine.”  She turned her head towards Aaron and Sarah.  “And congratulations to both of you.  I really enjoyed watching your performance.”

Sarah nodded to Mrs. Dolphin and smiled.  What a nice lady.  How did she get involved in this program?  Sarah thought to herself. 

Mr. Hawk and Mrs. Peregrine accepted the congratulations of the other four Specialists before they made their way back to the limo.  Mr. Hawk did not say a single word to Sarah or Aaron, instead speaking with Mrs. Peregrine during the short trip.  Sarah opened the door to the limo and followed the other four inside. 

Mr. Hawk began to stroke Sarah’s hair.  “You both did wonderful tonight.  I am very proud of you.”  Sarah smiled at his gentle touches.  Sarah glanced up at Brittany who gave her a wink and a nod of approval.  Mr. Hawk turned his attention to Mrs. Peregrine.  “I do not envy Sonya.  Mr. Shark is going to go ballistic.  I hope Mrs. Dolphin can keep him from killing her.”

“If anyone can save that little hellion’s neck, it is Mrs. Dolphin.”  Mrs. Peregrine replied trying to contain a giggle.

Sarah was able to relax during the hour long ride back to the Manor almost falling asleep with her head in her Master’s lap.  He continued his soft petting throughout the ride.  Upon arrival, Sarah opened the door and followed Mr. Hawk and Brittany out of the limo.  Mrs. Peregrine and Aaron remained in the limo and the limo sped off as soon as the door was closed.  Sarah opened the door to the Manor and followed her keepers inside. 

Mr. Hawk announced, “It has been a long day and I am going to retire.  Brittany, there you will not need to chain Sarah any longer.  As long as she manages to keep the privilege she has earned tonight.” 

The girls were left alone in the hallway.  Sarah crawled as quickly as she could into her chambers.  Her first privilege was there, a large four post bed with a thick mattress and heavy blankets.  Brittany walked in as Sarah fell into its softness most ungracefully. 

“Not bad girl, not bad at all.”  Brittany said smiling at the joyful Sarah.

“I don’t believe it.  It is so comfortable.”  Sarah said with elated joy.

Sarah wasted no time getting ready for bed that evening.  She undressed and cleaned herself up in record time.  As she allowed the warm comfort to envelope her and doze off, she felt a kiss land on her lips.  She opened her eyes to see Brittany standing over her. 

“So, should we break it in tonight?”  Brittany asked with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

Sarah grabbed Brittany around the neck and pulled Brittany down on top of her.  For the next several hours, Sarah and Brittany touched and teased each other into earth shattering orgasms.

The two girls fell asleep cuddled next to each other in the warm softness of a simple comfort that Sarah had almost forgotten.