Ann & Alicia
Chapter Three: Slaves in Training
Alicia and I were put in one of the steam rooms, directed to lie down on
separate benches on our stomachs. Our attendant put water hoses in our mouths,
and some sort of weird hose with a cup at the end under our pussies. "Suck the
hose whenever you feel dehydrated, the more water you drink the better. When you
need to pee just let it go. Remember what you are now, modesty is no longer
needed."
"It will get unbearably hot in here. You must endure it for two reasons！first
we want you bodies to stew and sweat in here so your skin will be nice and moist
for your next treatment. Second, we want you to learn to meditate and take your
mind away from your physical bodies. Your body isn't yours, it belongs to your
owner. It will get very uncomfortable in here before we let you leave. Let your
body relax and just lie there, if you need to pee, just let it flow. "
"We are monitoring you！if either of you is in danger, we will take care of you"
she said as she fastened straps around my ankles and around my wrists at my
sides. "
"You must trust your masters. This is an exercise in enduring your fate, and
perhaps your first in how to stay aroused without being allowed to bring
yourself off. Now lie there and let your bodies go. I'll be back in an hour,"
she said as she did the same to a terrified Alicia.
She left us there, closing the door behind her. I wiggled my body trying to
settle down, as the steam rose and I began to sweat almost immediately. I
propped my head up, placing my chin over the built-in pillow, trying to lie as
comfortably as I could in my confinement. I resolved to stay motionless for the
next hour, swiveling my bottom a little bit upwards into a slightly more open
position, clenching and releasing the muscles around my pussy and ass, settling
myself better onto the cup that pushed up against me. I meditated, all the fiber
of my consciousness seemingly centered in my cunt. I drank from the tube almost
without realizing it. I released my pee, in the heat my consciousness seemed to
leave my body with it, and I closed my eyes.
I dreamed as I lay there boiling in the extreme heat and steam. I wasn't
asleep, but the room was so sweltering, I couldn't keep my eyes open, and all I
could do was daydream. I drank long, almost continuous draughts from the water
tube, my vulva released what excess water that didn't come out as sweat without
my awareness. I fantasized about the slave girl Lisa I'd just met. I dreamed
she lay on me on one of the mats in the exercise room, all the people in the
room, including her owner watching me as I ate and sucked her pussy and ass over
and over.
I stirred from my daydream, opening my eyes, as I heard Alicia moaning and
pleading as she twisted in her bonds. She was moaning incoherently as I watched
her frantically hump her mound against the bench, trying to rub her cunt against
anything, making her ass cheeks quiver as she shook.
"Oh my god, I'm so hot I think I'm about to pass out!" she cried to no one in
particular, then sucked the water, drinking until she coughed and sputtered.
"I'm peeing again! I can't stop peeing!" she moaned after a long pause, as I
watched her pelvis twist and jerk as the last streams and drops flowed from her
vulva.
She settled down again, silent for a while. I closed my eyes myself, returning
to my fantasy about the cute little slave, discharging a short stream of pee
without even realizing it. I'd actually fallen asleep in the stifling heat,
when I was snapped totally awake.
"I'm burning up! Please let me cum! Oh God, I need to rub my pussy! Please!
Please!" she moaned, as she renewed her assault on the bench. Finally her naked
body collapsed against the bench, sighing and snapping her pelvis upwards. I
could almost see her labia lips open and close as she endured her lesson in
staying aroused until given permission to climax.
She lay there quietly, moaning only and arching her butt only occasionally until
Sarah came back for us. My own arousal became a dull ache as we both sweated
profusely. We learned to endure the heat, as both of us lay there, our naked
bodies coated thickly in sweat and water, only sporadically moving our bodies
like snakes in heat, our hair damp and matted around our faces. Finally, Sarah
and another girl came in, both wearing T-back leotards.
"Have you had enough of the steam room?" she asked as she climbed onto the bench
above my head. Glancing under her thighs, I could see the other girl had
similarly climbed atop my daughter's head.
"Then kiss my hand" she said as the water tube was pulled from my mouth and
throat. She offered me the back of her hand, and I began kissing feverishly.
Soon the hand was withdrawn, and the crotch of her leotard pulled aside. I did
not hesitate in burying my head between her thighs and devouring the pussy in
front of me like it was my last meal. From the moans and sighs, I could tell
Alicia was likewise engaged. As soon as she came, Sarah rubbed my nose in her
juicy sex, and stood up.
"Lay there a while longer and rest." she said. "The steam will be turned off to
let you cool down a bit, then we take you for your next treatment and a medical
exam." We were left alone again, still strapped down, and given no opportunity
to achieve our own orgasms.
Five or ten minutes later, Sarah came back, bringing with her a breeze of cool
air that suddenly seemed too cold. She unfastened the straps from my wrists and
ankles, clipped the leash back to my collar, and pulled me to my feet. Leaving
me to drip sweat and juices all over the floor, she did the same to Alicia. She
wrapped Alicia's leash around her wrist, pulling Alicia closer to her.
She spanked Alicia's bottom hard as she dangled from the leash held high above
her. "You have been very bad! Since your owner wants the two of you kept
together, you will both be punished later! Maybe a good lashing will teach you
two slaves not to try to come until told!"
I glared at Alicia with a look that said "Don't you dare get me in trouble
again!" as we were pulled back out into the hallway. Sarah led us to another
medium sized room on the same hall that looked like a cross between an examining
room and a football locker room. Three full size medical examination beds, along
with stirrups dominated the center of the room！of course modesty was no concern
here. A medical whirlpool stood in one corner, and against the other wall were
counters and cabinets. A variety of bottles and medicines were scattered about
on the counter.
"Stand here and wait." Sarah said as she left. "A nurse will be here soon. I'll
be back after a while."
Another woman dressed in clinical white pants and top rushed in carrying two
towels. With one of them she toweled Alicia dry, patting her bare skin instead
of vigorously rubbing her. As she worked down my daughter's body, she poked and
probed like the girl up front had done. Finishing with Alicia, she did the same
to me, patting my skin dry and poking at my muscles as she went. Both of us were
directed up onto the exam tables, instructed to lie down on our backs.
As we lay there, she professionally rubbed some kind of medicinal lotion down my
arms, then down my legs. She carefully applied it under my arms, and on my
mound, and along my lips, even rubbing it around my asshole. After telling me to
lie back and wait, she did the same to Alicia. Finished with Alicia, she picked
up a bowl of water and another towel.
She explained the same thing the other girl had told us in the lobby as she
rinsed my skin, "This is a new depilatory cream a research division just
developed. No one will have to shave you for six months." I started squirming as
she rinsed my slit, gently pulling my lips to wipe the excess cream away.
"Stop that!" she admonished, slapping me painfully on my lips as I tried to tilt
my pelvis up against her hand. "You know not to try to get off!"
She ignored me after that as she did the same to Alicia. For once, she was more
obedient then me as she lay there patiently. I had time to look down at myself
as she rinsed the cream from her. I panted, still heated by the steam room, my
skin was flushed, and all my pores felt more open than ever before. Disobeying
several orders I think, I ran my hand along the skin she'd just depilated,
enjoying rubbing the slick skin of my mound, and the sides of my groin. I
couldn't get over how smooth I was！the cream made my skin far smoother than a
razor had.
I must have gotten away with touching myself, the nurse continued, ordering
Alicia to slide down and put her feet into the stirrups. Alicia accepted the
speculum into her pussy, as the nurse did a rather ordinary gynecological exam.
Apparently satisfied, she put aside the tool, then bluntly shoved a new one up
Alicia's anus.
"Ow!" Alicia cried as it sank into her rectum.
"Bad girl!" was the response, "What is the correct reaction, Alicia?"
"I'm a slave and supposed to endure whatever is done to me." Alicia meekly
replied.
"You will be used however your owner wants. I need to make sure everything is
normal." she said as she finished that part of the exam, and ordered Alicia to
sit up so she could listen to her chest and take her blood pressure. After
filling out another form, she ordered Alicia to stand up and wait until my exam
was finished.
I endured the same series of examinations. I guess you're wondering, with the
hindsight of already knowing what was coming, I bore it better than Alicia. She
finished with us both then left us standing there waiting.
Sarah took charge of us again after we'd waited again. She literally dragged us
to that room I didn't want to talk about earlier. It was NOT a standard room
for any kind of spa, even one as large and complete as this one. It was large,
dark and filled with all kinds of BSDM equipment.
I didn't have time to look around, Sarah immediately strapped one leather
bracelet attached to a chain around my left wrist, then another one to my right
wrist. Quickly leaving me, she did the same to Alicia. She walked to the wall
and turned a crank while calling out loud, "Someone come help me please?"
My arms were pulled above my head, and I was standing on my tiptoes before I
realized what was happening. I had to admit my daughter looked cute with arms
stretched out and on tiptoes as I glared at her for getting us in this mess. We
were left again, as Sarah walked out, leaving us literally hanging.
"Think about what you did to deserve punishment. Your arousal is expected, but
you WILL not beg or plead for relief." she said as she closed the door. All I
could think about as I hung there, was Alicia's rosy cleft on display for
anyone coming back through the door. We hung until our arms were sore before
Sarah finally came back trailed by another employee I hadn't met.
"Boy, this is going to be fun", she said, picking up two whips. She gave one to
the other girl, and they walked around behind us where I couldn't see them no
matter how I twisted my neck.
They made us wait again an interment amount of time, then with a crack, the tips
of the whips landed on our buttocks simultaneously. Neither of us could stay
quiet this time as the blows rained on us over and over. Next the whip landed on
my back, then on my other butt cheek. I really yelled out when a blow landed on
the tender part of the back of my upper thigh.
This was no spanking like Elizabeth had given me. It really hurt! Soon both of
us were bawling continuously and crying out as the blows landed. I could think
of nothing but the pain down my back, buttocks and legs. I hardly noticed the
blows had stopped as I bawled.
Both of the girls came around in front of us, exchanging their whips for softer
shorter ones. Hands reached out and grabbed both of our pussies. Sarah cupped my
slit in her hand, pushing her fingers up it, and mashing her thumb against my
throbbing clit. My cries turned into moans of pleasure as she roughly massaged
my sex. She stopped right before I could come, leaving me hanging there and
burning.
I resisted the urge to plead for release as I jerked on the chains, twitching my
mound upwards. Suddenly her whip landed across my dripping pubis and I jumped
backwards, swinging on the chains. The tassels of the whip were soft, but they
still hurt like hell. I continued swinging, driven by the whip.
"We won't let you come yet. You can play with the other slaves later.", she
said as another blow landed. Alicia's cries echoed my own as the other girl
whipped her as well. Just like me, instead of crying in sorrow, she moaned and
cried out, "Please let me come. You don't know how hot I am!"
With the last blow fading, I hung there limply, my chest heaving violently. My
juices ran down my legs, and I wanted to come so desperately. Alicia was silent
as well, gasping for breath as she dangled by her wrists.
"Maybe this will teach you to ignore your own pleasure," Sarah told us as she
put away the whips.
They let us down and clicked leashes to our collars again, then lead into a
massage room near the showers.
"Up on the tables" Sarah commanded.
As we complied, she retrieved some sort of lotion from a cabinet.
"Remember you are to learn to maintain your arousal until permitted to come," as
she poured some of the lotion into her hands and started massaging me. I tried
to stay still as I lay on my back and she massaged it into my tits. Alicia and I
watched each other, pure joy in our eyes as they massaged us from head to foot.
"Just lie still, this is a skin conditioner, we want you in top condition you
know," Sarah said as she paid special attention to my loosening lips. Alicia and
I were ordered to turn over, and I daydreamed again, trying not to think about
my sex as the other side was massaged. I couldn't help but dream of an orgy
with the slave girl Lisa and the other slaves. Every time I closed my eyes, I
had visions of writhing on the floor, limbs twisted up in a mass with the other
slaves.
Before I knew it, we were in the shower being washed off. My skin tingled
incredibly, it had never felt so clean and fresh.
"Good news," she said as the last of the lotion was rinsed off.
"It's feeding time at the zoo. You will eat and play with the other slaves,"
she said as she pulled us fresh and clean back into the main exercise area,
curiously empty of most of the slaves.
She took us down the hallway and into a medium sized room with soft padding on
the floor. All of the slaves missing from the exercise room were here, all lying
or kneeling on hands and knees. A row of pink pussies and winking assholes
greeted us as Alicia and I were led to a low shelf against the wall. Pushed onto
hands and knees, we joined the line in feasting on some sort of mushy stew. They
gave us no utensils so we followed the examples of the other slaves and rooted
in the stew with our mouths and noses. Sarah unclipped our leashes and left us.
I didn't realize how hungry I was until I started eating. My stomach was
bursting when I finally stopped and turned around to look around the room. It
was a writhing mass of naked limbs and bodies. Some of the slaves who'd been
napping had come over and pushed aside others to eat. Most of the rest were now
lying or crawling about in the center of the room, tangled together in groups of
two, three, four or even more.
It wasn't any kind of formal orgy like a daisy chain. They were just piled up
together. Some of them were in 69 positions with others humping their pussies
against a leg, or whatever they could find to rub against. Others were tied up
in some sort of three-way, somehow twisting so each pussy fed a mouth. Each
slave's tongue had something to lick, another mouth, a jutting nipple, and most
often a creaming pussy. Cries I hadn't heard since college filled the room.
I found myself in a group twisted together in a way I can't describe involving
Alicia, another slave, and myself. It was the oddest feeling I'd ever had.
After being aroused all morning and given no relief since being masturbated by
Jill, I started coming as soon as a tongue touched my pussy. Yet my pussy just
kept getting wetter and wetter, as the mouth kept licking, I came again. The
tongue didn't stop, and I came again and again and again. Soon none of us were
licking anymore, as we just held ourselves in a loose ball, feeling our breasts
and bellies heave against each other.
Out of the blue, Jill came into the room and grabbed Alicia up by the collar. "I
hope you didn't stuff your little belly, did your forget what you were going to
have for lunch?" Jill said as Alicia stumbled after her out of the room.
Alicia told me her little story when she was brought back:
"Jill dragged me into one of the private rooms. It had a foldout sofa, an end
table and several very comfortable chairs. All I think about as I walked in
there, was how aroused and eager to come again I still was despite having come
over and over minutes before. She had me help undress her, then sat down in one
of chairs, tilting it almost all the way back.
She motioned me towards her and told me, ｀Make love to me Alicia.'
Instinctively, I knelt and started to bend towards her sex.
｀No,' she replied, ｀I said make love to me. Come up here.'
I climbed atop her, as she reached for me, pulling me to her. As she reached her
hands around me, pulling my mouth to hers, and my breasts pressed against her
smaller ones, my pussy burned as my clitoris mashed against the top of her
mound. We kissed passionately, and rolled back and forth on the chair, both of
us pushing and pulling to rub our pussies against each other.
I began to come, just my rubbing my sex against her belly. I couldn't
comprehend it！never have I come in so fulfilling way, before or after I became
a slave. We continued kissing, enjoying just making out. After what seemed liked
an eternity, I started to move my way down her body, kissing as I went. Making
love to her was different than any other experience, even having sex with you
mother.
I kissed her neck, making her giggle as I ran my tongue over her flesh. I moved
downward, pausing at the little dimple at the base of her neck. I loved her
breasts next, licking in circles around them. Finally I concentrated on her
nipples, one at a time, biting gently to make them stand up before I sucked them
into my mouth.
I had her crying ｀Go lower dammit! I can't stand it anymore, God kiss my
cunt!"
I needed no more prompting and kissed my way down her cute belly, stopping at
her belly button. Continuing on my way, I stopped again to kiss her mound. I
spent minutes just running my tongue over her smooth skin. I went on down,
lifting her pelvis up with my hands, as I washed her lips. I intentionally
ignored her clit as I went.
She moaned louder as I tongued the bit of skin between her pussy and anus.
｀Lick around my ass,' she cried out.
Taking that as my cue, I circled my tongue around her little rosebud, laving it
with my spit. I touched the crinkly skin of her asshole with my tongue, licking
upwards as she moaned again. I returned to washing her pussy with my tongue. I
thought about what I was doing as I flicked my tongue over her clit then
returned to exploring her folds.
I love eating almost any pussy！that has become clear to me over the past days.
But all of a sudden this one was different. I could love this one forever.
｀I want you to save your money, and buy me," I lifted my head long enough to
say. I switched my attention to her clit, and rapidly pulsated my tongue across
it. She started coming, and I held on. I ignored her yells, and just kept
licking. I lost count of how many times I made her come, and finally just moved
up and just collapsed on top her.
We lay there for a while, and she talked to me. Instead of ordering me around
like everyone else does, she talked to me, asked me questions about myself.
Don't get me wrong, I think I've realized I love giving up control and want to
be told what to do all the time. This was different, in thirty minutes, most of
it spent fucking, I made a connection unlike any I've known.
Momma, I have no rational explanation for how I can love someone that much after
just a few hours, but I feel it！I love her like I've never known anyone else.
She told me she's up for a promotion soon if she agrees to move to the island.
I know Elizabeth will take us there, and Jill says she will buy me if she can
afford it."
I idly played with her body as we lay there again in the slave's room,
listening to her tale.
"I understand," I said, "I can tell from the glow of your skin that something
happened. Just remember that we have no say in the matter anymore. You could be
sold to anyone Elizabeth wants, IF she wants to get rid of you. Once she was
really mad at me back in college, and threatened to sell me then！of course she
couldn't then. We'll just have to go along with whatever and enjoy it."
We just lay there quietly after she'd told me her story, enjoying the feel of
each other's bodies. I suddenly needed to use the bathroom badly, and wondered
how I was supposed to take care of that. I saw a long trough filled with running
water on the other side of the room I'd missed earlier. I crawled over there,
brushing my belly against several slaves as I crawled over their sleeping
bodies.
I crouched there, wondering how I was going to get over this new embarrassment,
trying to do both things. Alicia bounced over, boldly walking, her breasts
jiggling, as I tried to go. For once she was more daring than I, letting it fly
at once. With the sound of her tinkling, I could hold mine no longer. Mother and
Daughter, together in everything I thought.
"Do we not even get toilet paper?" I thought, wondering how to clean myself.
Alicia solved the problem for me as she simply dipped her bottom down into the
running water, and rinsed herself with a hand. Whatever, I thought and followed
suit, dipping my hands into the water and rinsing my sex and ass！tingling as I
realized nothing would be private anymore.
We lay down again, just resting in each other's arms. Coiled against me, Alicia
rested her head against my breast, playing with my nipples, twisting and pulling
on them. I kept thinking of how she would curl up in my lap as a child, but this
was totally different.
Too soon, Sarah and another employee came back into the room, wearing leotards
and stockings.
"Up! All of you! Exercise time!" Sarah called out.
We quickly trotted out into the main exercise room, spurred on by slaps across
the butt by the quirts they held. Barking commands, they organized us into rows
on the mats. The other girl led in aerobic exercises, while Sarah moved around
among us. Whoever was unlucky enough to fall out of step felt the quirt against
their buttocks, or for more serious lapses, against a rosy pubis or swinging
breast.
More out of shape than any of the others, I struggled more than the others to
keep up. I felt the quirt against my butt and sex over and over as Sarah
concentrated her attention on me. She forced me to exercise like I'd never done
before. By the time the two-hour session was over, with one fifteen minute
break, with sweat dripping from every body part, I was glad I didn't wear
clothes anymore.
Afterwards, we were given thirty minutes to rest. Alicia spent most of the time
playing with some of the other slaves, rolling and licking right there on the
mats in the middle of the main room. All I could do was lie motionless, too
exhausted to move. Without being forced, I would never exercise like this to get
in the shape I needed to be in.
Too soon, Sarah picked out Alicia, two other slaves, and myself, putting us on
exercise machines. She had us work for two hours working problem muscle groups
such as my stomach. As she pushed me to get my abdominal muscles in shape, urged
with the quirt, Alicia's arms were worked. When I didn't think I could do
anymore, she switched us！putting me on a new machine to work my thighs.
At the end of the session, we rejoined the others in the slave room. Another
mushy stew, something that tasted a bit different awaited us for supper. My arms
and legs hurt so badly I was couldn't have eaten with fingers and utensils even
if I'd wanted to. It was all I could do just eat with my mouth like a dog.
Again after eating, for a while I could do was lie there. I could only imagine
how my limbs and belly would feel in the morning.
As I rested Alicia made love with the other slaves, moving from countless
partner to partner. Just as easily as me she was turning into an insatiable
slut. A few of the other slaves seemed shy, almost timid, and didn't
participate until someone a little more dominant forced their sex into the shy
one's face. Not so Alicia, she couldn't stop licking and moaning as she rolled
from girl to girl. Watching them play invigorated me, and watching was no longer
enough as I joined in, forcing my cunt against the mouth of one of those timid
girls so I could get off for once.
Afterwards, I lay there against Alicia, breathing hard, my belly still heaving,
and my drenched pussy still throbbing for the feel of a tongue against it.
Completely uninhibited now, she licked at my face, and sucked from my breasts as
we lay resting！I couldn't believe how we'd become such insatiable animals
that lived to please our female Mistresses.
We were taken for another light aerobic workout session later that evening. The
physical part was easy this time, the rest was something else. I didn't know
whether I was a dog in an Obedience class or a new Marine recruit being degraded
by his sergeant as the girls hurled commands and insults as we groveled as rows
of naked slaves.
"What makes you think you're worthy to lick my shoes, let alone my pussy?"
echoed in my ears as one skinny slave with tiny breasts was singled out by our
drivers.
"Forget about all those designer clothes you wore!" she shouted into Alicia's
ear, "Your Mistress wants everyone to see how valuable her property is! Forget
about those Fall fashion shows you were so fond of. Think about being led down
the runway by your leash in the Fall Slave Show instead!"
"Maybe Ms. Howell will be tired of you and put you on the Auction Block", she
taunted me as she teased me with stings of the quirt. I soon learned to keep my
head held high, back arched and breasts thrust out even while exercising as I
was worked.
The session over, the rest of the pack were herded into the showers and then put
down for the night in the slave's quarters to sleep as a group with heads
resting against whatever body part was handy. Alicia and I however were led back
to the medical exam room.
We were meet my the same nurse who'd examined us earlier. She directed Alicia
up onto the table again, this time onto her belly.
"Head up and back arched!" she commanded, slapping her butt as she said "No one
should have to tell you that anymore. My body flushed as I watched Alicia pump
her pelvic muscles, opening and closing her labia lips as she continued to
revive her workout.
I expected to be ordered up onto a table myself, but instead was ordered to
stand next to Alicia, and display my buttocks so the nurse could easily see my
tattoo. She rolled over a cart, which I could see contained tattoo needle and
ink, which I saw over my shoulder (before being ordered to stand at attention
like a proper slave).
I could hear her work as I stood there on my bare feet, hands clasped in front
of me so I didn't accidentally get them in the way. I'd gotten used to
clasping them behind me whenever I didn't need them and it felt weird with them
in any position other than the proper ｀Slave at attention' pose.
I gathered that Alicia was getting a tattoo just like or similar to mine. By the
way, not all of the girls at the Sorority had similar tattoos. Back then it was
up to the dominant sister about whether or not to have their sub tattooed or
pierced.
Sarah finally explained as the nurse worked and Alicia bore the pain by gritted
her teeth, "In case you are wondering, Ms. Howell wants the two of you to be
just alike. Both of you will get the standard ownership brand on the other cheek
once you're on the island."
A dab of lotion on the fresh tattoo and both of us were sent off to join the
others to bed down for the night. We found a darkened room filled with gentle
snoring, occasional moaning, and sighs of passion. About half the slaves were
already asleep, mostly in each other's arms, the rest were locked in passionate
embraces again. Our conditioning was taking hold, and we were losing our
inhibitions quickly. After hardly a day, our pussies displayed our arousal with
wetness, and whenever we were left alone, we engaged in sex constantly.
Alicia and I wasted no time in joining the pile and enjoyed ourselves until I
fell into a deep soundless sleep. I awoke the next morning, and struggled as I
was ordered up onto my hands and feet and to the bowl of breakfast. I quickly
ate！ every muscle hurt and I wondered how I could continue.
Mine is not to wonder or think, but simply to do. With no choice of my own,
continuing was much easier as I was ordered to jog back into the exercise area,
breasts bouncing and bare feet pounding against the floor. Along with Alicia and
a few other weaker slaves, I spent the morning at the exercise machines, working
new muscle groups this time.
We were allowed to eat lunch and rest, but ordered not to play as we all rested
in rows like first grade kids put down and watched over for their afternoon
naps. Aerobic exercise continued that afternoon, another series of light
sessions like the evening before. Supper came and went, then more training
sessions, this time on exercise equipment and aerobic sessions, so we could
assist owners train their own bodies. As one of the weaker slaves, I was
constantly used as the ｀Visual Aid' as everyone practiced how to help someone
working out.
That night I was asleep almost immediately, while Alicia continued her carnal
pleasures with the others. The next morning, I didn't feel as bad, but was
still somewhat sore. Unfortunately I was worked hard that day, both on the
machines and in physical aerobic sessions. Since I'd had it easy the day
before, Sarah pushed me very hard, making me use more weights and cruelly urging
me on with the crop.
My body ached even before I was lead back to the slave room for the night, and
Sarah led me to the massage room first. I could hardly move, let alone moan as
she roughly massaged me with hot oil. I gleamed like a fish as I led back to
sleep for the night. I dreamed of a great orgy as I lay there motionless, but
all I could remember when I awoke was my tongue licking deep into an unknown
pussy.
I fell into a pattern, as I awoke！sore again but starting to feel much stronger
and firmer. Today was a light day, filled with light aerobic sessions, weight
training on problem groups, and more slave training. I felt like I was back in
school, except that now I was nude constantly and the subjects were everything a
slave needed to know to perform duties for the Corporation.
I spent the evening learning to please new Mistresses, moving from pussy to
pussy as the girls lounged in the steam room. I felt a new power from even my
lowly position, as I crouched on hands and knees, carefully licking and sucking
every inch of a new pussy. I took it upon myself to learn every cranny and fold
of a new pussy as my head bobbed between each set of thighs. I held my head
proudly, unashamed, as I rapidly masturbated myself with one hand as they
permitted me a cum.
I felt better than I'd ever before when I woke the next morning. I knew this
would be an heavy workout day, but I looked forward to it. I worked harder than
ever, and knowing that I was pleasing my owners made it all easier to bear. I
exercised longer each day, with increasing weights each day.
Sexual training of course was part of the program, conducted in the bondage
rooms. The sights that greeted me seemed to be something out of Anne Rice's
Sleeping Beauty novels. Slaves were tied in all sorts of positions, working
dildos into their canals or stood free masturbating with fingers or a dildo as
one or more employees or clients watched. The really inhibited slaves were
forced out into the open area to masturbate where anyone working out could
watch.
Other slaves received lessons in pleasing a mistress！working their tongues into
the pussy or ass of an employee or client. No one passed the course until a
client went home satisfied after receiving the attentions of the slavegirl being
graded in one of the private rooms or sauna.
Alicia and I were informed that we didn't need any of this training, except for
the required final test of pleasing an unknown client. Instead we had to learn
to control ourselves while doing or duties or being punished. We were flogged or
spanked constantly until we could endure our arousals with coming or attempting
to bring ourselves off.
We were left free and made to hold ourselves in position no matter how painful
the punishment. We endured long bondages！at least once both of us were hogtied
tightly and left overnight. All traces of incest, motherhood or daughterhood
were erased from our minds. We were slaves！we would eat together, sleep
together, wash together, please together, fuck together, and come together,
sharing as slaves, not mother and daughter.
Before I knew it, the three weeks were almost up. Along with the other slaves,
I'd worn nothing the entire time, and not left the spa except to be sent out
back into a fenced in area to sunbathe. I'd become much stronger, and my body
was very noticeably firmer and better looking. I can never explain it, but I was
pleased to be treated this way, and looked forward to this island, where I would
always be naked, and hopefully never wear clothes again.
Elizabeth came and got us one afternoon, arriving in a black sedan with heavily
tinted windows. The two slaves who got into the back of the car were totally
different from the girl and woman who'd arrived three weeks before. The clothes
we wore to the spa were left in the clothing bin, to be issued to the next slave
who needed them. Like babies, we entered a new world nude. We got into the
backseat, and rode sitting on towels, directed not to mess up the seats.
I noticed more changes at my home (now Elizabeth's I guess ) when she pulled
the car into the driveway and packed it the back door where I hoped no one would
see Alicia and I got out nude. I had no chance to worry about that as Elizabeth
opened the back door, clipped leashes to our collars and led us inside.
I noticed several new things right away！a box full of shorts, T-shirts, etc. on
the floor next to be back door, two sets of bowls on the floor labeled Ann and
Alicia, respectively, a set of ｀house rules' taped to the refrigerator, etc.
None of them were unexpected as Elizabeth quickly explained her rules and the
commands we were to follow unless she gave new ones.
The neatly typed note on the fridge said:
Both Ann & Alicia will remain nude 24 hours a day, unless asked to leave the
house.
Clothes are provided at the back door. No other clothing is permitted unless
specifically given out by Elizabeth.
The Postman, and all other regular Delivery personnel had been apprized of the
situation. Answering the door is expected, and not reason to wear garments.
Clothing will be provided in the event of visitors not aware of the situation.
Three hours each day must be spent in aerobic exercise and sunbathing Outside.
All chores on another list must be completed before any ｀extracurricular'
activity.
Both slaves will act as trained in the presence of any visitor or Corp.
employee.
As I walked through the house, I noticed other changes. There were two low
ottomans with special cutouts into which we could be strapped in the den.
Several whips and other implements were now on display over that very sofa that
I'd been spanked. My bedroom was now Elizabeth's, all of my clothes were now
part of Elizabeth's collection, in the clothes box or thrown out. Alicia no
longer had a bedroom！it was now Elizabeth's office, and most of her clothes
had been given away (I understand her little friend Jill has some of them). I
expected that both of us would sleep on the floor from now on, probably at the
foot of her bed.
I'd been ｀resigned' from my job, and I learned the neighbors had been told
we'd gone to a desert resort for a couple of weeks, and were now about to move
away. When we were at home alone or with just Elizabeth, things were pretty much
like they'd been when Elizabeth came, just more formal. We were told to expect
Corporate visitors, and to act as we'd been trained whenever visitors were in
the house.
For the first few days, Alicia and I exercised outside and did our chores. The
rest of the time we ate side by side, slept curled up in each other's arms, and
had sex constantly！before sleeping, while in the shower, while lazing around in
the backyard. Any thoughts of incest were forgotten！ our training dispelled any
lingering doubts. We literally do everything together and knew each other's
bodies so well we seemed like best girlfriends, and weren't ashamed to do
anything in front of the other.
Three days later, Elizabeth gave me a list of ingredients, a stack of recipes
and the final menu for a formal dinner.
"We are having guests for dinner tonight！some of the Directors from another
Division that are on their way to tour one of the islands. A delivery boy will
be bringing the groceries and other supplies around Eleven！Don't worry he
works for a grocery warehouse that has a contract with the Corp. He's used to
seeing nude slaves."
"Check his list before he leaves. Have him return if any items are missing.
Perform your normal chores and exercises, then wash before starting preparing
the food at Three. The food must be perfect, I don't think you will have any
problems, but you will be punished publicly if anything is out of place."
"Leave the food warming on good serving plates in the kitchen. Then set the
dinning room table with the best plates and utensils. Remember, no hanky panky
anytime after Three."
"Take the oil you will find with the groceries upstairs to the bathroom, and
wash again after everything is prepared and ready. Dry completely and tie your
hair into ponytails. You may apply light makeup from the boxes of items I have
allowed you.."
"Lightly apply the oil to your bodies！I expect your torsos and legs to gleam
but not be too greasy, then be waiting at the front door at attention by Six. I
will then issue commands to serve dinner to our guests."
"You will behave properly, and do not hesitate to fulfill any command or
request. Any punishments will be severe tonight."
I have to say both of us were very nervous when Elizabeth left that day. We went
about our chores anyway！we really didn't have any choice. Alicia tried to find
somewhere to hide when Eleven approached, but I threatened to tell Elizabeth and
she nervously waited by the back door with me. Finally a compact car drove up
around five after eleven.
Alicia screamed and tried to run when he got out of the car "I've met him! He
graduated high school a few years before me!" she cried as I held her by the
arm. A slap on the butt and a quick command calmed her a bit, and she realized
she had no choice.
Alicia obediently stood, her hands clasped behind her and politely showing
herself to him as I opened the door.
"I have two more boxes in the car.", he said as he carried the box of food
inside. Alicia blushed from head to foot as he set the box down on the counter,
staring at her the whole time. I ordered Alicia to check the contents of that
box, as I followed him back outside for the other two boxes.
Back inside, Alicia and I finished checking the list, I was careful to let him
look at me all he wanted！I was proud of my new body, and then we continued our
chores and exercises after dismissing him. It was hard not to play with each
other, as we washed upstairs. We prepared the food the same as we'd done weeks
before, only following the strict recipes for a formal seven course meal.
By then, Alicia and I were completely at ease with our nudity and talked and
chatted like sisters as we carefully made the food, making sure each step was
done right. We were done by five and put what was supposed to stay warm in the
oven to warm and the rest into the fridge. We quickly set the dinning room table
with the good china and the provided fancy napkins, then headed upstairs again.
As we started to shower again, I realized I was getting really turned on again
by knowing that soon I would be serving unknown guests totally nude and
subservient. Alicia was a bit more disobedient and I had to make her stand still
as I washed her sex and ass, rubbing my fingers across her lips and asshole. We
stood under the water to rinse, holding each other, then stepped out.
We dried off with the same big towels we'd used weeks before then pulled our
boxes of possessions out. Elizabeth had permitted us one box each for favorite
possessions and limited makeup selections. The rest had been thrown out or put
into storage. Each of us dried the other's hair, applied conditioner, and tied
it back into a tight ponytail. We put on each other's makeup, using the same
shades.
We applied the oil to ourselves, carefully rubbing it in so we gleamed. As I did
Alicia, rubbing from her feet to her neck, I especially enjoying massaging the
oil into her mound and pouting lips. After she'd done me, we were a sight in
the mirror！two naked fit bodies gleaming in the light, ready to serve with our
collars around our necks.
Downstairs, we waited at the front door, tamely standing at attention, in the
pose we'd been taught, our backs arched and breasts thrust out, feet six inches
apart so our pussies were readily visible. Nervously, we thought about what
would happen next, as the clock clicked towards Six.
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