To Obey
by Fire-Bird
Chapter 63 "Rich Bitch"
The legal associate was a pretty young woman. She had short brown hair
which was pulled into a pony tail. She wore the typical professional legal
clothes one would expect from a rep from a legal firm. She hardly smiled
and was always staring at the opposite wall when John asked her questions.
"That is correct Mr Gabriel." she replied to John's question.
John nodded and re-read the section on the adoption agreement. He took
a pen and scribbled his signature. He blew on the ink and handed it to
the legal associate. Jenny watched quietly from the corner of the room.
The woman took the agreement and checked the signature. Satisfied she
shook John's hand and walked out. John waited until she got into her car
and disappeared down the driveway.
"Fucking whore!" he spat startling Jenny.
Jenny hesitated but then asked, "Dad?"
"I don't shake womens hands Jenny. Never had. This was an exception and
I fully understand that. If she was from my own legal section than I'd have
her in my special classroom within the hour."
Jenny nodded and kept quiet. John took his copy of the agreement. He looked
at it for a second and then handed it to Jenny. Jenny took it with a look
of confusion.
"Read the 3rd page, 3rd paragraph. Then leave it on the desk."
Jenny watched her new father walk out of the office. She quickly turned to
the designated page ... and gasped.
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Don Henderson rubbed his hands in glee. He was immensely happy. The large
wooden container sat just inside their doorway. His wife Kim watched out
the window as the truck drivers drove off down the street.
"They're gone." said Kim.
Don took the small delivery docket and read the contents section. It only
said, 'Stock.' He took the crow-bar from Kim and proceeded to lift up the
wooden lid. After a few squeaks from the nails, Don put the lid on the
ground. Both he and his wife peered in.
Their two daughters were wrapped in plastic. Their eyes looked up at their
parents. Don estimated they had been stuck in the box for three days. He
reached in and removed the gag from his daughter Sue.
She immediately took some deep breaths.
"Hello Father, how may we serve you?"
Don smiled to his wife. A few minutes later both girls were out of the
box and unwrapped. They stood together. Sue wearing a stunning black bikini
outfits and Jane in a see-though pink dress with a pink bow tie in her hair.
Kim was reading the letter sent by John Thornton, the school's headmaster.
Dear Mr and Mrs Henderson,
Please find enclosed your two daughters. I am very proud
of their success and training at the school as they have
both learn very high marks and good reports from their
teachers.
Your daughters are very capable at accepting any punishments
you feel they deserve. If you require advice on what form
of punishments then please feel free to contact our office.
As a new policy just brought in we require the girls to
be brought back to the school approximately one year from
now for booster hormone shots. We will contact you closer
to this date.
Again, congratulations on your daughters. I hope you will
enjoy them as much as we have.
Yours sincerely,
John S. Thornton (Headmaster)
Kim handed the letter to Don who read it quickly. He folded it and placed
it onto the table.
"Sue. Come here." said Don.
Sue immediately went and stood in front of her father.
"Take off your clothes."
Sue's bikini top and briefs were dropped on the floor beside her.
"Now masturbate for me."
Don watched as Sue rubbed her belly and breasts. She pulled her tits up
and licked the nipples. She fingered her clit and within a minute her
breathing had quickened, then she came giggling slightly. Her skin flushed
with blood making her body tingle.
Don smiled. He reached down and rubbed his finger on her cunt. He inserted
his finger and lightly pushed it in and out. He pulled it out and sniffed
it. The smell was musky and strong.
"Jane. Strip and give me a blow job. Sue, give your mother a good finger
fuck."
The girls obeyed.
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Jenny sat down in the chair usually occupied by the headmaster. She looked
at the agreement trying to fathom in her own mind the huge figure written
on the third page. She barely heard the headmaster as he came into the room.
"Jenny?! What are you doing in here?" asked JT.
"Huh? Oh sorry Mr Thornton." as she quickly got to her feet and dusted some
imaginary dust off his chair.
The headmaster sat down keeping his eyes on her.
"What's up Jen?"
Jenny knew she had to say something and also knew she mustn't lie.
"Well Sir ..."
"Read the agreement huh? ... Found out how much you're worth?"
Jenny blinked in mild surprise. "Um. Yes Sir."
"A very expensive young slave aye? ... Gives you an idea why the late
Mr Boggis or even John didn't want to sell you."
"It does Sir. It really does."
"But of course until you are twenty-one you're not entitled to the money
or the estate. But I'll let you in on a secret which you cannot tell
anyone ok."
"Yes Sir." Jenny liked these sorts of orders.
"Not even John can touch your money. And considering your company, shares
and whatever else you now own will just keep getting bigger. You'll be a
very wealthy woman when you turn twenty one."
"John can't touch it Sir?"
"Not a bean. Bit of a fuck up don't ya think? He can't kill you cos he
doesn't want the money going to the government. He can't touch the money
until you turn twenty one and then you have to sign it all over to him.
And I can't see you signing over just the money let alone the stocks, bonds,
gold, or real estate. Hell, just the money alone is nearly more than what
his company is worth on the stock market."
"What do I do Sir?"
"Do? Nothing kiddo. Just enjoy your teens. Hey, you are still a slave here
and will be worked on a few times but take heart that they won't kill you.
And if I was you I'd doctor your records just a tad to say you're fourteen
or something so you can get out of this place sooner."
"But if I'm fourteen how do I get out sooner?"
"Jenny. I know full well you're eighteen. You better start reading up on
some of the business books in that pathetic library they now have. You've
only got to survive three more years and then you can simply buy this
place out from under John's nose."
Jenny liked that idea. Then a thought occurred to her.
"Mr Thornton? Sir. Why are you telling me all this? Normally someone who
works for the school doesn't tell a slave anything?"
JT looked uncomfortable for a second. He then shrugged his shoulders and
motioned for her to come closer so he could whisper.
"Off the record kid?"
Jenny nodded.
"I ain't no headmaster. I'm working undercover. I'm going to bring this
place down. And I need your help."
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Don watched as his daughter Sue and his wife Kim were in the sixty nine
position. This allowed both women easy access to the other's cunts. Sue
had easily come five or six times in the last ten minutes.
Jane had brought Don to near cuming point when he pushed her back. She
turned onto all fours and lifted her butt so Don could get easy access
figuring he wanted to give her cunt a good reaming. But he didn't
inserted his rigid cock in. Jane waited and watched as Sue shook her
shoulders slightly. Another orgasm pulsed through her body.
Jane gasped as she felt the intrusion into her vagina. She turned and saw
her father holding onto a black handle. The other end was of course deep
in her cunt.
"Dad? What is that?"
Don ignored her. He flicked the switch and rotated the knob to maximum.
Instantly Jane felt a hot burning sensation in her vagina. Don held the
curling iron and made small circular motions to make sure all the metal
touched her tender cunt flesh. The heat was being to get intense. Jane's
breathing became labored as the burning piece of metal was getting past
excruciating.
Sue continued her licking but Kim watched the expression on Jane's face.
It went from pleasure to shock to discomfort and now it was a deep red as
Jane defied the impossible by screwing up her face even further. She
started to moan louder and louder and within a minute she was screaming
for mercy.
Don yanked the hot curling iron out. Jane gasped into her hands but hadn't
moved.
"Better dear?" he asked. Jane nodded her head slightly. Relief flooded
her body.
"Good. Now the top hole." said Don as he pushed the iron deep into Jane's
anus.
"That's it!" laughed Kim. "Scream my fucking daughter, Scream!"
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