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Chapter 12
The fifty thousand dollar week finally arrived. Faith was viewing her upcoming time with Phil and Barbara as just another week on the job. In fact, it was probably going to be a relatively easy week for her. They were a known commodity to her. She knew that there would be lots of sex but that was pretty normal nowadays for her. They were not harsh or cruel people. They would punish her if they had to but she had already learned how to behave to avoid punishment. So for her, it was just a normal week of slavery; nothing to get excited about.
Her mother, on the other hand, was so excited that she was almost beside herself. She was positively giddy as the two of them prepared themselves on Sunday afternoon. Faith couldn’
t believe that her mother was actually looking forward to this. What ever happened to the dominant woman who used to be her mother?
“What do you think about this one?”
she asked Faith as she held a white sundress in front of her naked body. Faith was seated at the vanity table, watching her mother try to figure out what to wear.
“They’re just going to take off whatever we’re wearing as soon as we arrive. So it really doesn’t matter what we wear.
”
“Oh, you’re no fun,” commented Jill. “So what are you planning to wear?
”
“I don’t know,” Faith replied. “Maybe a burlap sack?
”
Jill rolled her eyes. “Well you would still look beautiful even in a burlap sack. But I think we can find something a little more appropriate for you.
”
Then Jill stepped into the bathroom. “Come in here and help me, sweetie.
”
Faith got up from where she was sitting. She found her mother sitting on the edge of the tub with her legs spread.
“Will you shave me?”
asked Jill.
“Jeeesshh, Mom!” complained Faith. “I shouldn’t be doing that. You’re my mom.
”
Jill laughed. “If I’m not mistaken, we’re going to be touching each other in a lot more intimate ways during the week. Better get used to it.
”
Faith sighed and picked up the scissors. Then she kneeled and started snipping off the fine golden hair that covered her mother’
s pubic area. When it was down to stubble, she lathered the area up and swiped a razor through it, leaving the mound bald.
“Between my legs too, sweetie,”
said Jill.
Faith sighed again and then started running the razor between her thighs, eliminating any stray hair that might have taken root there. With that finished, Jill turned around and presented her bottom to her daughter. Faith ran the razor down the little valley that separated the two firm globes and Jill was virtually hairless from the neck down.
“Jeesssh, Mom. You’re swampy down here. You really are excited about this.
”
“Oh, baby,” replied Jill. “You can’t believe how excited I am. I’m about ready to pop over all of this.
”
“Okay, how do I look?”
Jill stood up and pirouetted slowly for her daughter who was still kneeling.
“You look like a good little slave girl,” replied Faith as she reached out and let her fingers glide over the mound that she had just denuded. “Bald pussy and all. A beautiful little slave girl, though.
”
Jill smiled. “Thank you, baby. I have one more thing I need you to do.
”
“Sure, Mom. What’s that?
”
“I want you to dye my clit.
”
Faith gasped. “You want me to do what?!?!?!?!?
”
“Dye my clit. I want it bright red. You can use some of the cotton swabs in the drawer.
”
Faith groaned. This was going to be even more embarrassing than shaving her mom. She picked up the bottle of dye and a swab and then knelt again. “Why are you doing this, Mom?
”
“I’ve never been a slave girl before,” Jill explained. “I’ve never been bought. I want to make a good impression.
”
“Trust me,” Faith said. “They won’t ever forget owning you. You’re too wet. I need to dry you off.
”
Faith grabbed a towel and wiped it between her mother’s thighs. She had to swab the area several times before it was dry. Even then, Faith could see Jill’
s lubrication seeping out of her sex. She grabbed a washcloth and pushed it into her mother to try to stop the flow so she would have a dry work area.
“Ooooo!!!” squealed Jill as Faith’s finger pushed the cloth into her sex. “That feels good!!!
”
Faith just rolled her eyes. “This is obscene,”
she muttered.
She dipped the cotton swab into the dye and then carefully dabbed it on her mother’
s clit. Then she blew on it to dry it.
“That feels good too,” cooed Jill. Faith dabbed a few more times until Jill’
s clit was bright red and was evenly coated. Then she stood up and set the supplies aside.
“Want me to do you too?”
asked Jill.
“No thanks,” replied Faith. “I like my clit just as it is.
”
“Okay. Suit yourself. But sit down and I’ll clean up the stubble.
”
Faith groaned. She had gotten good at shaving herself so she didn’t really need any help. But she saw the excitement in her mother’s face and didn’t want to ruin the experience for her. She sat on the edge of the tub and spread her legs. “I can’t believe how lewd this is,”
she thought.
Jill lathered up Faith’s mound and swiped the razor through it. There actually wasn’
t any stubble. Faith was already as smooth as a baby but Jill still enjoyed the process.
Jill grasped one of Faith’s labia. “Look who’s talking. You’re like a fountain yourself down here.” This drew a blush to Faith’
s cheeks.
The labia were also already hairless but Jill continued the charade. After she ran the razor over the slick petals which had never had hair on them even before she started denuding her daughter, she decided to get mischievous. She put two fingers together and then slid them quickly into Faith.
“Mom!!!” gasped Faith. “What are you doing?!?!?!?
”
“Just having a little fun,” giggled Jill. Then she lowered her head and started suckling on Faith’s clit, pulsing it in and out. Faith groaned and tried to push her mother away but immediately felt teeth gripping her sensitive clit. Several more times she tried to back away or push Jill away but each time, she felt teeth. Finally, she just surrendered herself to her out-of-control mother’s aggressions and watched as Jill’
s lips and tongue gradually brought her to orgasm.
“Wasn’t that nice?” asked Jill as she looked up at her daughter’
s chest heaving as she tried to recover from her climax.
“Sure, Mom,” groaned Faith. In reality, she thought it was completely deviant but she didn’t want to burst her mother’
s bubble.
Finally, they got dressed for the trip to their enslavement. Jill convinced Faith to dress nicely and she selected a cute little green sundress. Jill slipped into her own white sundress. Faith gasped as her mother stood in front of the mirror.
“I hope we don’t get stopped on the way,” remarked Faith. “You’ll get arrested for indecent exposure.
”
Jill giggled at the comment as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. The material was so sheer that her nipples could be seen clearly as could the petals of her sex. She reached up and bounced her braless breasts in her hands a few times. “Not bad for an old broad, huh?
”
Faith just rolled her eyes in response.
They got to keep their clothes on longer than Faith expected. She remembered her first trip where she was delivered into the house already naked and her mother had been stripped right after. And then they had been used before they even left the front hallway. This time, the Simses invited them into the backyard and served them wine as they sat in lawn chairs and chatted.
For some reason, this seemed odd to Faith although she knew that she should view it as normal. This would have seemed perfectly natural to most people. Maybe slavery was changing the way she viewed things, she thought.
“
They chatted about current events and the weather and movies they had seen. The Simses and Jill shared stories about friends that they had in common. It was actually a pleasant change for Faith.
“Be a good girl and take off your dress for me, dear,” Barbara finally instructed Faith. “I want to hear all about your summer.
”
This command caught Faith totally off guard even though she knew it was coming eventually. But she had been seduced into a sense of normalcy and wasn’t ready to be so abruptly returned to her slave life. She blushed furiously, which Barbara thoroughly enjoyed, as she stood up. “Yes, Mistress.
”
She unzipped the back of her dress and then slipped it off her shoulders. She stepped out of the garment as her blush continued. She laid the dress on the table and then turned to face Barbara. “Where would you like me, Mistress?
”
“Oh, you can sit down again,” Barbara smiled. “I just wanted to be able to enjoy my property while we talk.
”
Faith sat down again where she had been sitting for the normal conversation. Phil and her mother had continued to chat normally, making Faith’
s situation even more uncomfortable for her. It would have been better to strip her right away. Even if she had been fucked right away, it would have been fine with her. She was prepared for that. But to be lulled into a false sense of security and than have it abruptly taken away from her was just not fair.
“I have been following your adventures on your website,” Barbara said. “You are having quite a summer.
”
Faith’
s blush deepened again at the mention of the website. There were now thousands of pictures up there, documenting her humiliation and degradation. She hoped that people did not look at them but she knew that they did. She seemed to be the preferred entertainment for all of the friends of her parents. She just hoped that there was enough security on the website to prevent the pictures from being viewed by people outside of the club.
“I can’t imagine wasting an opportunity to enjoy a girl like you by giving the girl to a dog for a week,” Barbara said. “But I’m glad they did. Those pictures were wickedly erotic. What was that dog’s name?”
Faith was sure her face was flaming red at this point. “Winston, Mistress.
”
“Yes, Winston. That’s right. Big dog; and huge cock. I had no idea that dogs were that big. That cock looked like it belonged to a horse. How did you like being his bitch?
”
Faith groaned at the question. It was so humiliating to have to relive that week in her mind. It had been the worst week of the summer and she was doing her best to put it behind her. “It was awful, Mistress.
”
Barbara tittered at the response. “
Well it may have been awful to you but those pictures have given a lot of people a lot of pleasure. I keep getting drawn back to them. Just the thought of that dog pinning you in place with his forelegs and pounding that huge cock into you gives me goosebumps. I would have loved to be a fly on the wall and watch it in person.
Faith groaned again. She hoped that the Simses had not gotten a dog of their own during the summer.
“I went out and bought a new dildo in preparation for this week,” Barbara went on. “I think you’ll like it. I think it’s about as big as Winston.
”
“I saw some pictures of you with a man I didn’t recognize from the club. He had a nice cock too. And he seemed to be infatuated with that cute little ass of yours. Who was he?
”
“That was a friend of my aunt’s, Mistress. She gave me to him as a kind of thank you present.
”
“Oh, that’s so thoughtful of your aunt. What was she thanking him for?
”
Faith had learned early in the summer to just tell the truth no matter how embarrassing or painful it was. And she had learned that Barbara Sims demanded quick responses and total compliance. Therefore she did not hesitate in telling her new owner the story about how her aunt had enslaved the man’s wife and how her cousins had enslaved the man’
s daughter. And she described how she was given to the man for making them both available so often.
“Ooooo, that’s wickedly erotic too,” smiled Barbara. “You really are having quite remarkable adventures this summer.
”
Barbara had dozens of questions for Faith, all of which seemed intended to embarrass the girl. What was her most humiliating experience? What was her most painful? What went through her mind when she was being fisted? What was the most orgasms she had in a day? The list seemed to go on and on.
“Pet,” she finally said. “Come kneel here.
”
Faith nodded. “Yes, Mistress.” She arose and crossed to the spot indicated where she knelt before her owner. Barbara pulled a collar out of the bag beside her chair and held it up for Faith to read. This brought renewed blushing to the kneeling girl when she read “Barbara’s Bitch: Faith”
inscribed on the metal plate attached to the emerald green collar.
“I thought this color would go nicely with your hair, pet,” smiled Barbara as she held the collar to the side of the Faith’s head. Then she fastened it around Faith’
s neck and patted her girl on the head.
“It looks lovely on you. Now, I have one more chore for you.” Barbara reached back into the bag and pulled out a black collar. “Go fasten this on your mother and bring me her dress.
”
“Yes, Mistress.” She glanced down at the collar that she had just been given and saw that it was inscribed “Phil’s Bitch: Jill.” Apparently each of the dominants planned on claiming a girl of their own. She arose and walked the few paces to where her mother was still chatting with Phil. She buckled the collar around Jill’
s neck before speaking.
“Mistress wants me to bring your dress to her.
”
“Oh,”
said Jill, surprised that the message had been sent via a slave. But she stood. She started to reach behind her back but Faith stopped her.
“I’ll do it.”
Faith unzipped the back of the dress and then peeled it off of her mother. Jill remained standing, not certain of what to do as Faith delivered the dress back to Barbara.
“You may sit down,”
Phil told Jill. Faith was told to sit also.
“Girls,” Barbara started. She stood up and moved behind Faith’s chair. “Finish up your wine while I am going over a few rules for you. As you know, we paid a lot of money to buy you. Now, we are not complaining, mind you. You two are worth every penny of it. Plus, the money is going to a good cause.” She patted the top of Faith’s head as she said that, indicating that Faith’
s education was the good cause.
“But it was still a lot of money,” she continued. “And we expect to get full value. We expect full and immediate obedience from you. You will be doing some unpleasant things; things that you might normally balk at. There will also be some pleasant things, I’m sure. But you will do some things that you do not like. Any resistance or hesitation will be dealt with swiftly and painfully.
”
“We like to think of ourselves as kind owners. But we will not hesitate to punish you cruelly if you displease us. You will visit the horse. You will be whipped. You will sleep in a cage. And much more if you disobey us.
”
Faith listened intently. She already knew all of this from her past visit with the Simses. But she wanted to make sure that she didn’
t miss any new rules that Mrs. Sims might have for them.
“Now, I’m going to take my pet inside and enjoy her for awhile,”
Barbara said after she finished reciting the rules for the two girls.
“I’m going to stay out here,” said Phil. “It’s a nice day and I think I’ll enjoy my pet right here. Come, girl.
”
Jill turned and saw Phil patting his lap and immediately went to him, crawling into his lap. Faith turned her head as Barbara led her into the house by a leash and saw her mother kissing the man as he fondled one of her breasts. She knew that she shouldn’
t be surprised and that both of her parents had outside sexual partners. But she still was always surprised when she witnessed it.
Barbara led Faith to the master bedroom and had the girl undress her. For the next hour, Faith’s tongue caressed and probed Barbara’
s sex, pleasuring her new owner.
Barbara finally got out of bed after her second orgasm and walked to the window. “Come look at this, pet.
”
Faith got up and walked to the window. She looked to where Barbara was pointing and gasped. Her mother was suspended face up and horizontal between four posts. Ropes circled her wrists and ankles and ran to each of the posts. Her mother’s head was pulled back and she saw Mr. Sims’ cock pistoning in and out of Jill’s mouth, disappearing at times. She knew from past experience how long Phil’s cock was and knew it had to be going down Jill’
s throat.
Barbara stood behind Faith and held the girl’s full breasts in her hands as she toyed with the nipples. “Isn’t that an exciting sight?
”
Faith was not sure how to respond. Her mother did look beautiful as she was stretched tightly above the ground. She saw Jill’s generous breasts wobbling and jiggling on her chest as the cock rammed into her throat over and over again. “Yes, Mistress. And she’s so beautiful.
”
Barbara squeezed the breasts in her hands and leaned forward, kissing Faith’s neck just above the collar. “My pet is beautiful too. I’m going to have to have your master tie you in that way so I can enjoy my girl that way too.” Faith shuddered slightly as she thought about Barbara’
s new dildo being rammed down her throat.
Faith continued to watch as she felt her owner groping and caressing her body. Phil pulled out of Jill’s mouth and moved between her legs. He had bound her so that her pussy was at cock height and Faith watched as the long cock disappeared into her mother’
s sex. She knew by how quickly it was fully inserted that her mother must be highly aroused.
Barbara continued to hold the girl by one breast as she slid her other hand down Faith’s belly to her sex. Then she started toying with Faith’
s clit as they watched the erotic scene below them in the yard.
Faith saw her mother’
s body tense and knew that she had just climaxed. She wondered how many times Jill had climaxed already.
Barbara kept her fingers busy as Phil continued to pound into the bound and suspended slave. She moved her other hand from breast to breast and concentrated on the nipples, stretching them away from Faith’
s chest and releasing them.
It did not take long before Faith felt her own orgasm approaching. The sight of her beautiful mother being used so sexually and the ministrations of Barbara’
s fingers soon became too much and the orgasm overwhelmed her.
Chapter 13
“Yeeeoooooowwwww!!!”
howled Jill. Faith had been successful in staying off of the dreaded horse. She immediately did whatever her mistress demanded. Jill had not been so fortunate. This was her fifth time on the beast and they had only been captives for less than twenty four hours. Faith knew that this punishment would last for twenty five minutes, with each punishment lasting five minutes longer than the last.
“Yeeeoooooowwwwww!!!” she cried out again. “This hurts!!!
”
Faith and her mistress were in the next room and Faith was curled up on the couch beside Barbara as the mistress stroked her girl’s long auburn locks. “Go help your slave sister, pet.
”
“Yes, Mistress,” replied Faith as she immediately got to her feet. Then she paused, wondering what was expected of her. “Help her how, Mistress?
”
Barbara arose and took Faith’s leash in her hand. “Come, pet. I’ll tell you what to do.” She led Faith into the punishment room just in time for another howl. Jill had only been on the horse for less than ten minutes so she still had a long way to go. Faith knew that her mother’
s sex had to be very tender already from her previous visits to the horse.
Barbara walked up to the horse and reached out, lifting one of the punished girl’s dangling breasts in her palm. Jill’s entire body was glistening from a thin coat of perspiration that had formed due to the stress. “You are making a lot of noise, girl.
”
“It hurts, Mistress. It hurts so bad.
”
“Then you should do better at avoiding punishment, girl. The rules were quite clear.” Then she turned to Faith. “Suck on these, pet. Maybe it will take this girl’s mind off of her punishment.
”
“Yes, Mistress,”
replied Faith quickly. She moved beside her mother and bent over. It was difficult to find the right position for this since Jill was bent forward so that her torso was almost horizontal to the floor. The breasts hung down freely but they were too high for Faith to reach if she knelt. She leaned down and eventually captured one of the nipples with her lips, sucking it into her mouth and bathing it with her tongue.
It seemed to be working. Jill stopped howling as her nipple was pulsed in and out of her daughter’s mouth. But eventually, the distraction wore off and she howled again. “Yeeeeooooowwwww!!!!
”
“The other one now, pet,”
said Barbara.
“Yes, Mistress,”
replied Faith. She quickly moved to the other side of her mother and captured that nipple in her mouth, suckling on it and pulsing it in and out.
“Yeeeoooooowwwwww!!!” Jill howled. “I’ll be good. I promise.
”
Faith knew that her mother was not putting on an act. She could tell that she was experiencing real pain. And she also knew that Jill had at least another ten minutes or so to go on her punishment.
“Tongue her butt, pet,” instructed Barbara. Faith thought that was a disgusting idea. But she was also witnessing the effect that refusal or lack of cooperation would have. She immediately released the breast that she had been sucking and moved behind the bound woman. Reluctantly, but with great haste, she extended her tongue and started circling Jill’s asshole, painting it with her saliva. This seemed to have the desired effect and Jill’
s protests were reduced to moans and whimpers.
Phil had come back into the room and was standing next to his wife with his arm around her waist. “Isn’t it nice to see a mother and daughter getting along so well?”
he asked.
“Yes,” agreed Barbara. “It’s obvious that they have a very close relationship. But I’m not sure that Jill will work out. She just doesn’t seem to be learning. We might have to sell her.
”
“She’ll learn,” Phil replied. “You’ll see. It took awhile for your pet to learn. And now she’s a perfect girl.
”
Barbara nodded and sighed. “Yes, she’s my perfect girl. It’s too bad we can’t keep her beyond the summer.
”
“Yes, I agree,” nodded Phil. “But there’s no reason not to keep the other one. We have no limits on her. And she’ll get better. You’ll see.
”
“Well, I hope. But we’ll see,” said Barbara doubtfully. “Do you still plan to mark her?
”
“Yes,” Phil nodded again. “Later in the week. And I’ll bet she’s fine by then.
”
“Hopefully she is,” remarked Barbara. Then she spoke louder to Faith. “More tongue action, pet. Stick it in.
”
Faith groaned as she heard the command. This was about to become even more disgusting than she feared. But she dutifully curled her tongue and stabbed at her mother’s asshole until the tight sphincter yielded. Then she plunged her tongue into Jill’
s ass until the punishment time finally ran out. Both girls were relieved when the twenty five minutes expired.
There were many things that Faith expected to occur this week. She expected that both of her owners would have sex with her and she was fine with that. She expected that she would be kept naked and possibly even displayed to others. Again, she was fine with that. Her previous weeks of enforced nudity had sort of deadened her sense of modesty and now it seemed fairly normal to be put on display. She also expected to be punished from time to time. She even accepted that. She certainly hoped that she would not end up straddling the horse but she had grown to acknowledge that she would be disciplined for infractions.
There were two things that she expected that she was absolutely dreading. The first was having sex with her mother. They had sex in the past but it had always been in relative privacy. If it happened this week, they would have an audience and that was just too humiliating to think about. So far, it hadn’t happened. She was commanded to suck Jill’
s nipples and tongue her asshole, which was not something she would have chosen to do, but they had avoided full-fledged love-making. She hoped that trend continued.
The second thing that she expected and dreaded was Charlotte, the elderly widow who lived on the adjoining property. She was not as lucky on this one.
Each day, Barbara took her pet for a walk, ostensibly to give her girl some exercise. And each day, they ended up at Charlotte’s home. The old woman found no end to the ways she could use and humiliate Faith and seemed to take great joy in Faith’
s discomfort.
Each day, she would lay out milk and cookies for Faith. Then she would make ridiculous comments as Faith ate her afternoon snack. “Milk is good for the bones; but it’s also good for plumping up a girl’s udders.” Or “The girl is all skin and bones. We gotta fatten her up a tad.
”
After the snack was finished, Barbara would watch her neighbor use Faith in some way. Barbara was not sure why, but she found it thrilling to see her pet in the clutches of the old woman. One day, Faith knelt in front of a naked Charlotte and used her tongue to get the woman off. Each time Faith looked up, she had to avert her eyes. The expanse of wrinkled flesh and the saggy breasts that drooped halfway to Charlotte’
s navel were just too much for Faith to take.
On another day, Charlotte led Faith to the barn where the girl was dressed in tack. Then the old woman grabbed a buggy whip and took Faith out to the corral and used the whip to encourage the girl to learn how to prance. On yet another day, Faith was bound to a table so that Charlotte could work her wrinkled fist into her sex. The worst indignity was on the day that Charlotte decided that Faith would be her cow.
“Let’s see if those udders work,”
said Charlotte.
“They’re delightful breasts, aren’t they?” remarked Barbara. “I mean udders.
”
“Aye, they’re pleasin’ to the eye,” Charlotte responded. “But udders like those have a purpose.
”
“A purpose more than just being pleasing?”
asked Barbara as Charlotte led Faith back out to the barn.
Faith was strapped into a metal frame, rendering her completely immobile. The only thing she could move was her head. She craned her neck to see what the crazy old fool was up to and saw Charlotte pushing a machine toward her.
“Let’s milk her,”
said Charlotte as she untangled some rubber hoses lying on top of the machine.
“Let’s not,” was Faith’
s reply. That earned her a swat on the ass from the old woman. Faith saw that each hose ended with a clear plastic cup and she furrowed her brow as she tried to figure out what was going on.
Charlotte crouched down on one knee and reached out, bouncing Faith’s breasts which were dangling beneath her chest. “Gotta see if’n there’s any milk in these here beauties.
”
“I’m sure there’s not,”
said Faith. This earned her a swat to her right breast and a stern look from the old woman.
“We’ll see,” said Charlotte as she held the two plastic cups to Faith’s breasts. Much of each breast fit inside the cups. Then Charlotte looked over her shoulder to Barbara. “Turn it on, will ya?
”
Barbara flicked the switch and the machine started humming. Faith immediately felt the suction on her chest and felt her breasts being drawn deeper into the cups. For the next hour, the machine worked away, sucking on her sensitive breasts and pulsing them. In the end, Charlotte had to concede that there was no milk to be had in Faith.
“But I know a vet that could help us with that,” Charlotte said. “She’d be milkable by the end of the week.
”
Jill continued to be punished and continued to howl through her punishments. Faith couldn’t understand how her mother could keep misbehaving. It was perfectly clear to Faith how to avoid the horse. Didn’t her mother understand that? Was her mother some kind of pain slut?
”
Faith wished she cold have a little private time with her mom to see how she was doing. But there never seemed to be a way to do that. Each of them belonged to different people and each was kept with their personal owner at all times. The only times they were together were for meals and when the four of them got into the giant bed at night. But neither of these times would work for a private chat.
But Jill seemed to be doing okay other than when she was on the horse. Faith witnessed Phil using her mother sexually on many occasions and Jill always seemed to be enthusiastically participating. She certainly had plenty of orgasms.
The only time that Jill seemed distressed other than when she was on the horse was the day she was marked. She fought and protested until she was wrestled into the frame and bound to it. She continued to protest until she was finally gagged and, even then, she was very vocal even if she was totally unintelligible.
The tattooist was brought in and examined the human canvas that he had to work with. Faith was in disbelief once she realized what was going on. Jill was bound face down over a bar with her legs hanging down on one side and her upper body on the other. Her legs were spread widely and secured to rings in the frame. The same thing was done with her arms.
The tattooist had a good view of Jill’s ass which was up-thrust and extremely vulnerable. He set his tools down and went to work. Faith listened incredulously as she heard the buzzing sound of the artist’s tool. When he finally stepped aside, Faith saw that a brilliant red “S” had been emblazoned on her mother’s perineum. She assumed the S stood for Sims, although maybe it stood for slave. What did this mean about her mother’
s future?
The other thing that Faith was dreading finally happened on Thursday. The Simses had invited another couple to dinner and they were delighted when they saw the two beautiful, naked slave girls kneeling in the living room.
“Oh, they’re darling,”
said the woman.
“You certainly have good taste in female flesh,”
the man said to Phil.
It was during dinner that the dreaded event finally happened. They were to act as a living centerpiece. Faith was laid on her back in the center of the dining room table. Jill was positioned above her with her head over Faith’s sex and her sex over Faith’
s face.
“I expect a good performance,” Barbara had told them when she took the two of them aside right before dinner. “I expect continuous activity. And I will accept nothing less than two orgasms apiece. Even after two orgasms, you are to keep at it until you are excused. You will both be punished if you fail me.
”
“Yes, Mistress,” the pair replied in unison. Then, once they were set in place, Faith immediately got to work, scooping her tongue vigorously between Jill’
s petals and plunging her tongue into her pussy. She did not want to be punished.
Jill was already quite lubricated which Faith found remarkable. This was one of the most humiliating acts imaginable: a mother and daughter being displayed to strangers and being forced to have sex together. How could her mother be aroused? But then she realized that her sex was already wet also. How could being naked and owned and humiliated be arousing?
Faith felt Jill’s tongue lapping away at her sex, occasionally stabbing into her. Her eyes kept being drawn back to the crimson S that was right in front of her face. The tattoo on the narrow strip of flesh between her mother’s pussy and asshole was tastefully done. But she still didn’t understand the significance of it. And she didn’
t understand why her mother had not been mad about it afterwards. She had seen her mother being released from the frame that day and had expected to see her hurl fists and insults at their owners. Instead, she had gone to Phil and knelt, saying something softly to him. Faith did not catch the words.
“They are a mother and daughter,”
Faith heard Barbara say as the diners ate and watched the lewd display in the center of the table.
“Really?” the woman asked, surprised. Faith felt a hand claiming one of her breasts and kneading it. “I would have guessed sisters. Both of them are beautiful. It must be so delightfully wicked to own a mother and daughter.
”
A hand claimed her other breast and now Faith knew that both of the guests were holding her soft mounds. They were seated on either side of the table and Phil and Barbara were seated at the ends. “They’re both in great shape,” said the man as the fresh hand started palpating Faith’s breast. “You couldn’t tell them apart by the texture of their breasts. They’re both so firm and they seem identical.”
At this point, Faith knew that her mother must be receiving the same treatment as the male compared breasts.
“Yes, they’re both wonderful pets,” said Barbara. “They are our valued treasures. Did you see that we marked the mother as ours?
”
“No,” said the woman. “I missed that. Where’s your mark?
”
“Right here,” Barbara replied. Faith saw Barbara’s hand appear over her face and watched a finger trace the S. Chairs scraped across the floor and Faith knew that the guests were getting up to inspect the tattoo. She continued to lap at Jill’s sex, focusing more now on her mother’
s clit.
“A beautiful mark for a beautiful girl,” the woman said. “I’m sure she must be very proud of her ownership marking. And I’m sure she’ll serve you well for years.
”
Barbara’s hand was removed and Faith saw the woman’
s hand take its place. The finger traced the S and then Faith felt fingers combing through her hair.
“Did you mark the daughter also?”
the man asked.
“No, not yet,” Phil replied. “The timing isn’t right to claim her yet. But we plan to someday. Let her finish college first.” This comment sent a chill down Faith’s spine but she continued to vigorously attack Jill’s sex. Jill climaxed and Faith tasted the fresh honey that flowed from her mother’s sex. She kept her tongue moving and Jill was shuddering as her orgasm was prolonged. But Jill never missed a beat and continued to toy with Faith’
s sex, bringing her daughter to orgasm a few moments later.
By the end of the meal, each of them had received three orgasms. Their tongues were aching from such prolonged use but neither of them had paused in their love-making.
“Did you have fun, sweetie?”
asked Jill once they got into the car for the trip home on Saturday.
“Parts of it were okay,” replied Faith. “It was pretty embarrassing, though.
”
“What parts didn’t you like?
”
“Well, servicing that old woman was pretty disgusting,”
said Faith.
“I wish I could have seen that,” commented Jill. “I’m sure it was very erotic to watch.
”
Faith just rolled her eyes at her mother’s remark. “Doubtful. And having to make love with you while we were on display to strangers was pretty humiliating.
”
“Oh, that was my favorite part!” exclaimed Jill. “I can’t believe you didn’t like that. That was the point when I most felt like a sex slave. It was delicious!
”
“Maybe that’s why I didn’t like it,” said Faith. “It really did make me feel like a real sex slave.
”
“And you were such a beautiful sex slave,” smiled Jill as she reached out and gave Faith’
s breast a squeeze.
“Mom!”
exclaimed Faith as she pushed the offending hand away.
“Relax, sweetie,” said Jill as she moved her hand back and squeezed Faith’s breast again. “After what we’ve been through together, this is nothing. And I can’t wait to get you into bed again. And I’m sure that goes for your father too, especially after he hears about this week’s adventure. And especially after being alone all week. I wonder if he was able to claim Jessica at all this week.
”
Faith just rolled her eyes again. She looked down and saw her mother’
s fingers kneading her breast until they reached the nipple. The fingers toyed with the little nubbin until it was stiff.
“Mom, why did you let them mark you?
”
“I didn’t let them. You were there. You saw it. I fought hard to keep from being marked.
”
“Well, why weren’t you mad afterwards?”
asked Faith.
Jill shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. The whole experience did something to me. I guess that after I settled down in that frame, I was actually flattered that they wanted to mark me as theirs. I almost climaxed when I was receiving their mark. Do you understand what I mean?
”
“No,” was Faith’
s only reply.
To be continued
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