A Summer's Night......Chapter Nine.......A Pact is Made
The light was just beginning to stream in through the windows as I awoke with
Pamela's nude body snuggled close to mine. She looked like such an angel lying
there asleep. I took the opportunity to pull back the sheet that was covering
her to gaze again at her nudity. Her body is absolutely perfect. Her gorgeous
breasts are just the right size for her delicate body. They look like small
mounds on her chest going up and down as she breathes heavily, deep in sleep.
She has such cute nipples, very pert and pinkish in color. My eyes travel down
to her shaved mound. She looks so nice this way. I must talk to her about
continuing to keep herself this way after we are free.
I snap out of it quickly, realizing that we are still very much captives in this
house. I have a plan in mind, but it could be very dangerous to both of us if
anything goes wrong. I must speak to Pamela about it now, because we may never
have a chance to plan this out if we are around our captors. I kiss her softly
on her lips and she moves her head just a bit. I hate to wake this precious
creature, but I must. "Pamela, darling, please wake up" I whisper in her ear.
She opens her eyes and a smile creases her lips right away as she sees me. "Oh
Gayle, my lover, all I could dream about was our love-making last night" she
whispers back.
"It is still very quiet out there," I whisper to her "they must have stayed up
late last night partying after they sent us up here." I pull the sheets over
our heads and put my finger to my lips, "we must be very quiet about this,
Pamela, if they find out what I am about to tell you, there is no telling what
they would do to us." She nods affirmatively, "what is it, Gayle, my love?" she
whispers.
"I realize now that I am so much in love with you Pamela. It is my fear that if
we are taken to the slave auction that we will never see each other again, and
that would be worse than anything that could happen to me as a slave. That rich
looking couple seemed interested in purchasing both of us, and that would be
fine with me. The woman was very pretty and seemed nice enough, and the man was
obviously much older than her and looked quite wealthy. But I don't think I
want to take a chance that they will purchase us."
Pamela is quietly listening to me as I go on. "I think we better try to escape
from here today. I know the auction is tomorrow night, and if we wait much
longer we might never have another chance. We should look for any opportunity
today to try to gain an advantage and get out of here. If all six are here all
day, then we don't have much chance. But if the men leave like they sometimes
do, then we should try to overpower the three women by surprise and escape. I
feel the best opportunities are when we are in the gym or at the pool. If we
have any chance at all of hitting them over the head with something and knocking
them out, then we should do it and take our chances."
"Oh Gayle, what if we aren't successful?" she asks. "Then we will suffer grave
consequences, I'm afraid" I tell her. "I think it's worth a shot though, how
about you?" I ask her. "I think you're right about everything, Gayle, I'm
certain that if we get sent to the auction, we will never be together again. I
am prepared to try anything that you want to assure that we can stay together."
"Let's look for a chance today to knock two of them out and then overpower the
third. If you see me nod at any time, pick up the closest thing available and
smash it into the head of the closest one" I begin. "They seem to be getting
lax about watching us. They don't seem to be that concerned anymore that we
would try to escape. I think they feel that we are such sluts that we have to
have all this sex to survive."
Just then we hear some shuffling in the hallway and we take the sheet off of our
heads and play like we are sleeping. Dutch comes in and gets us and doesn't
even take the time to tie up our hands before leading downstairs. She stands
behind us and gives us a shove. "Move it, sluts" she barks at us as she follows
us down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Start making breakfast, girls, the
others will be up soon. It's a busy day, the auction is tomorrow and we have
some things to take care of before we fly you to the auction" she says. She
gets herself a cup of coffee and sits down on one of the stools and watches us
cook the breakfast. "You both have such cute bodies" she says as she looks at
us, "I'm sure we're going to get a good price for both of you. Come over here
in front of me, both of you." We scamper over to her quickly. "Hands high over
your heads and spread those legs for me" she scowls. We do as we are told and
she begins to stroke our breasts and pinch our nipples. "Let's get those
nipples hard for the boys when they come downstairs" she laughs. "Very nice
bodies, get back to work now" she says. After that humiliating experience we
leave and go back to cooking breakfast.
During breakfast, Bryan says something about the three men going to the airstrip
to make sure that the charter flight is ready to transport us tomorrow. We
glance at each other, knowing what the other is thinking. I think to myself
that this might be our only chance to get out of here. We had to clean up after
breakfast, as always, while they all took their showers and got dressed for the
day. When Bryan was in charge of watching us, he told us to come over to him.
We came over together and he told us to get in that same position in front of
him. It's one thing to open up your body in front of another woman, but in
front of a man is doubly humiliating. He took his time looking over our bodies.
He must have taken about 15 minutes feeling us, stroking us, pinching us,
probing us. "It looks like all the marks from the whips have left your bodies.
That is good. I didn't want any markings on your bodies when you are being
looked over by the bidders" he says as he pinches both of my nipples very hard.
"Just stay like that for now, sluts, until I tell you otherwise" he says as he
gets up to get another cup of coffee. He can be so cruel at times. My
shoulders ache from having my arms up like this, and I feel like I just have to
close my legs.
We stood like that for another half hour until all six of them came down to the
living room. Bryan finally told us that we could relax and to sit down on the
couch. We hurried over to the couch and sat down, wondering what was next.
"There was some interest by Roger Johnson last night to buy both of you for him
and his wife. He is an attorney in New York City, and you could tell that
Sylvia Johnson was his trophy wife. He wanted to take another look at both of
you today and possibly make an offer for you. I personally think that I can get
more for you by selling you individually, but if he comes up with an offer that
I can't refuse, than I would be willing to sell both of you to them. Dutch, I
want you to make sure the sluts have their workout this morning, and then set
them outside for their tanning. Allow them some time to swim today as well. I
want to make something perfectly clear to the three of you. If these girls are
abused while we are gone, like they were a few days ago, you will suffer much
more than you did at that time. I don't want to see any markings on their
bodies when I return, and believe me; they will be thoroughly inspected by all
three of us when we get back. Have I made myself perfectly clear? He asks.
"Yes, Bryan, you have," says Dutch. "When are the Johnson's coming over to look
at them? She asks. "Around 4:00 this afternoon. I'm sure they'll both want to
test out the merchandise as well when they are here. That's fine with me, but
they won't get to mark up their bodies in any way. Unless they write me a check
first." He laughs.
"We'll be back in about two hours, these two sluts will have to be cleaned up
inside and out very thoroughly by 3:30 this afternoon" he says as the three of
them walk out the door and lock it behind them. We are left sitting there
together in the living room, wondering if we should take our chances that the
Johnson's will buy us or if we should try to escape.
