Sincerely Slave Chapter 4
I felt terrific that I had gotten this far with her and it had only taken
a few days. But there was a dilemma, either go into work, or call in sick
and play with her all day! In either case I had to get more clothing and
check my house so I decided to call in sick from home.
I typed in the screen, "I will give you a pad and paper to write something
down for me." "I will return in a few hours and read what you have
written." "The subject is your prior life, before slavery." "You will
write a biography about yourself, including your attitude toward other
people, and their attitude toward you." "Put on the blindfold and assume
the spread position against the bars." "I will be leaving something for
you to wear while writing." "Once put on you don't remove them,
understood?"
She was already getting up and went to the box to retrieve her blindfold.
After tying it tightly around her head and adjusting her hair around it
she took her position leaning her breasts through the bars and her hips
pressed also.
I quickly went around to my bag of things, got my ornaments, a pad of
paper on a clipboard, three pens, the voice box, and entered her room. She
looked absolutely fabulous stretched upright pressed against the steel.
Her breasts rising and falling with each breath, she took. Her soft skin
had sheen to it and tiny bumps all over.
When I set the items down on the floor, I rose up and spoke to her in my
voice-box. "You will feel me touching you again, don't make any sounds or
movements." Having said that, I held these little butterfly clips and
carefully placed them on her nipples simultaneously. When each clip was
positioned just perfect, did I allow them to close on her tender nubs. She
didn't move, but she moaned deep down in her throat. Then I placed my hand
under her chin and using the other hand put my finger on her mouth parting
her lips and rubbing her gums. She tipped her head up and back under the
slight pressure.
I released her chin, turned quickly and left the room, slamming the door.
I had gotten back to the monitor and watched her step away from the bars
and look down at those "ornaments" I had placed on her nipples. She looked
intently at them and I could tell she wanted to bring her hands up and
remove them but didn't. She looked over at the monitor and spoke to me,
"These hurt, but you expect me to leave them on, or how long before you
come back?"
I typed my response, "Yes they must stay in place all the time, and you'll
never know when I return - or even if I have left, so be good and leave
them alone." "In fact I just though of something else you should do,
insert the vibrator, and leave it inside while you write." "If neither of
them is properly in place, you don't get to eat for a day!"
She looked terribly beaten and sat on the edge of her canvas bed. She
looked down at her nipples wearing those very obnoxious butterfly clips
and lifted one of her breasts to have an even closer inspection. The clips
were not overly tight but I could tell that she didn't feel like having to
leave them on very long. After a few minutes of inspection she took the
clipboard and pad and sat down next to the box. Once sitting cross legged
she looked at the monitor and then back at the box. Sheila retrieved the
vibrator and after looking at it she brought it between her legs and began
to push it inside of her very slowly. Every once in a while she looked at
the screen but then back to her pussy and after nearly half the vibrator
was inside she took the clipboard and began to write on it.
I decided to leave and went out the door with a raging hard-on in my
pants. It didn't take long to get to the ground floor by way of the steps
and I went out of the building quickly. It was difficult to concentrate on
driving because my mind kept picturing her sitting with open legs inviting
anyone to view her hairy pussy. Over and over in my mind the scenario of
kidnaping her played in my brain.
Once home I checked my mail, email and voice mail, before calling work. I
gave a very good imitation of someone with a sore throat and when the
person on the other end said, contagious, I replied probably and they told
me to stay away. Now I was ready to gather enough things for the whole day
at my new office! First things were two towels and a rubber pan from the
laundry, then some soap, shampoo, and a change of clothing. I also took my
electric razor. Checking the time I had been gone exactly forty minutes
and needed to grab some food on the way back so I put the things into a
large suitcase and ran out to my car.
After stopping at another fast food place I got on the freeway and drove
back to the office. Parking in another building lot, I entered the
building through the underground lot and then took the steps. Going up
that many flights took some time as I had to carry this heavy suitcase but
I thanked myself for working out and when I got out of the stairwell I
quickly entered my office.
I didn't even put the suitcase anywhere except right inside the door
before rushing over to the monitor and watching Sheila. She still wore
those clips and the vibrator, and she was writing furiously on the page.
Once my breathing returned to normal I picked up the suitcase and unloaded
all my things. I had plans to give her a bath today which was the reason
for the basin and towels. The electric razor was so to remove her pubic
hair.
I went to the screen and typed, "How is your bio coming?"
She didn't notice for a while but said, "I am not quite finished with it."
"These clips hurt pretty badly and I am sure they will cause damage, I beg
you to take them off!" She looked painfully back at me though I doubted
they hurt that much.
"Slaves can't expect to be treated without some discomfort, and they stay
on until something else comes off." I typed.
She looked puzzled and asked, "I don't have anything to remove."
"Slave, but you have pubic hair." "When your pubic hair comes off so do
the clips." I typed with nervous fingers.
Her surprised expression was worth a photo! "You mean you want to remove
my pubic hair?" She said with a grimace of disbelief on her face.
I didn't readily type any response, but was simply waiting to see what she
might say in addition to that. The pause from her was minutes long and she
stared into the screen waiting for my next comment.
She spoke first with the stunned look still in her eyes, "Why do you want
to remove my pubic hair?"
I typed, "You are a slave, your pubic hair comes off because I want it
off." "You'll get no food, bath, or more water until your pubic hair is
completely gone!"
That last comment seemed to catch her attention and she placed the
clipboard down on the floor, turning her body in the direction of the
screen. "How am I going to remove it?" She inquired.
Then I typed in, "Ever use an electric shaver before?"
She replied, "I have not used one in a long time but I will try to do it
if I have to."
I decided to let her do it and watch from outside on the screen. But I did
have one more comment that I typed in the screen, "You shave yourself,
then I will give you the once over check for completeness, and if you miss
any spots the clips stay on much longer."
She had stood up ow and was awkwardly holding the vibrator inside her
pussy which looked funny. She said, "Ok, can we hurry?" "These clips
really hurt and I want to do anything to get them off!"
I typed, "Remove the vibrator and put on the blindfold and assume the
position at the bars."
Sheila quickly slid out the vibrator and placed it in the box taking the
blindfold instead. She wrapped it quickly around her head covering her
eyes and pushed herself to the bars.
It didn't take long to put the battery operated shaver in the room and
slammed I then slammed the door.
I saw her move away from the bars again, and pickup the tool. After
testing it she moved back to her toilet, perching on it with legs spread
wide. Her thick matted hair was clearly visible and I watched as she used
the tiny clippers on the end of the shaver to trim the thickest areas. She
gingerly moved the trimmer back and forth cutting chunks of hair showing
more of her pink skin underneath. When she had taken off all of the
thickest growth, she closed the trimmer and began to use the rotating
circular heads around her pubic area above her pussy.
I could hear the buzz of the shaver and that was a very erotic sound
making me even harder than before. Her skin was a blending of pink and
white before she finished and then she stood up over the toilet, brushing
herself off. Just the way she stood was a display of herself no one had
probably ever seen before. She shook herself when brushing and I know
those clips bounced on the end of her lusciously full breasts making
themselves known. She felt herself all over with one hand and then the
other, even back between her legs and buttocks.
Bending as she had too caused those full breasts to hang down and shake
like balloons full of water. She bumped those clips more than once on her
legs and winced as this must have been extremely uncomfortable. When she
finished, she stepped away from the toilet and stood with feet apart, the
shaver still in hand and said, "All done now, may I be inspected so these
clips can come off?"
I typed in the screen, "I will come in and inspect you, and if I don't
find any missed spots, the clips will be removed." "Assume the position
right away then."
She reached for the blindfold and put it on faster than ever before, then
she leaned against the bars. I went inside carrying my voice-box. There
she was leaned up tight against the bars. I walked to her and crouched
down and looked carefully at her pussy. It was clean and after a long time
feeling her with my palm and fingers, I stood up and spoke with the voice
box, "Very nicely done, now remain perfectly still while I remove the
clips."
