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Training a Young Slave
Master Jim was 30-years-old, stood 5'10", and weighed a fit 190 pounds. His wife, Mistress Dora was 28-years-old, 5'7", 125 pounds, with dark brown shoulder length hair, and a nice C-cup rack of tits she enjoyed showing off. All and all they were a typical appearing young couple. A couple who happened to enjoyed training and keeping young slaves.
As their titles implied, Jim and Dora enjoyed a lifestyle of training and dominating slaves. They prefered young ladies. Young ladies whom they took into their home on the pretext of helping them over a rough period in the girls’ lives. Once in their home, the girls left only when they were sold, or died.
Jim and Dora lived in a large rural home which had three levels, including a basement. Due to their life style as Master and Mistress, their home hand been designed and built with an extensive CC TV system, electronically activated magnetic locks on all the doors, and various other security measures. There were also several hidden rooms. The most used of which was a sound proof jail cell like basement accessed by a stairwell hidden behind a sliding panel in the den. The basement had been divided into many small rooms that ranged from a simple cell to a comfortable bed room.
On one particular summer evening, Jim and Dora were bored. They had no one to play with. Another master had made them an offer too good to turn down. So, their most recent slave, an 18-year-old redhead, had been sold.
With their rural home so quiet, and no one to play with, Jim and Dora decided to treat themselves to a nice dinner out. They selected an upscale restaurant in the heart of a nearby mid-sized city.
It was still early evening as Jim and Dora were led to their requested seats near the restaurant’s front window. From these seats, there was a beautiful view of the nearby river and adjoining park. As the sun set, a full moon bathed the entire scene in a soft glow. That moon glow allowed continued good visibility of the park.
After ordering drinks, they began quietly chatting about where they were going to find their next ‘playmate.’ ‘Playmate’ was a term they used in place of ‘slave’ when they were in public. It was so expensive to buy a trained slave. Plus, previously owned slaves always required time and effort to retrain them. They reasoned that if they were going to go to all the trouble to train another slave, it may as well be a new one.
Finally, Jim said. “I guess we’ll just have to find a fresh girl to train, Dora. I know their sometimes tough to find, but the training of a fresh girl is always so much fun.”
“You’re right as usual, Jim. I just wish we had someone to play with tonight.” Dora sighed.
“I know, dear. Be patient. Some one will come along soon enough. They always do. It may take a while, but don’t we always find a girl to train?” Jim consoled his wife as they finished their first drink.
“I know, but I would really like to have someone to play with tonight.” Dora complained.
The waiter returned and they ordered steaks for dinner along with another drink. As the waiter left to get the drinks, Jim and Dora held hands and gazed out the window at the nearby park.
After several minutes of looking toward the park, Dora excitedly exclaimed in a strained whisper. “Jim, did you see that?”
“See what, dear?” He asked.
“Over there. Near that small stand of trees at the edge of the park. There! There she is again. There’s a girl in those trees, and she seems to be watching us.”
“Yes! I see her. She does seem to be watching us, or at least she’s looking at this restaurant. Do you think she’s hungry?” Jim asked.
“I hope so. Jim, why don’t you go see if she would like to join us for dinner. We can decide it she fits our needs during dinner.”
Jim smiled at Dora, kissed her hand, and slipped out the restaurant’s side door. He quietly approached the stand of trees from the side. Before the girl even knew he was there, Jim stood close behind her. Her clothes were filthy, and so was she. The girl was in serious need of a bath. Though she wasn’t rank, she did smell a little ripe. Her face smudged with dirt, her honey blond hair matted, and her clothing seemed to have been worn for several days.
He softly spoke. “Hi! My name is Jim.”
With a startled gasp, the girl jumped and turned to face a smiling Jim. “I...I...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bother you. I’ll be going now.”
“Are you hungry? Would you like to join my wife and me for dinner?” Jim asked.
Hanging her head, she replied. “No. I’ll be going now.”
“Nonsense! You look hungry. When was the last time you had something to eat? Never mind! You will join us for dinner, won’t you?” Jim insisted.
The girl replied. “I am hungry, but I’m not dressed to go into such a nice place.”
Holding his hand out to the bedraggled young lady, he told her. “You let me worry about that young lady. Now, come with me.”
She hesitated briefly then tentatively placed her trembling hand in Jim’s strong grasp. She didn’t realize it, but Jim did. She had just obeyed her first command from him.
As Jim led her through the restaurant’s front door, they were approached by the head waiter. “Sir, I’m sorry, but we have a dress code here. The young lady doesn’t meet it. I’m afraid she’ll have to leave.”
The girl started to turn, but Jim held her hand firmly. Reaching into his pocket, he produced a $50.00 bill. Handing it to the waiter, Jim said. “I think the young lady’s clothing is quite sufficient for tonight. Don’t you?”
The waiter looked at the fifty, pocketed it, and, with a smile, said to the girl. “Enjoy your dinner ma’am.”
The young lady smiled at Jim and held his hand just a little tighter.
Jim escorted the girl to the window table where Dora was seated. Dora stood and indicated the girl was to sit next to the window. “Sit here, my dear.” That placed her between Jim and Dora. “I hope you don’t mind, but when I saw you coming with Jim, I ordered you a steak for dinner. What’s your name, my dear?”
“Connie, Ma’am. Thank you for asking me to dinner.”
“Well Connie, what brought you to be hiding in those trees tonight? You were hiding weren’t you? Are you hiding from an irate husband or boyfriend, or maybe the law?” Dora asked.
“Oh no, Ma’am. It’s nothing like that. I don’t have a boyfriend, and I’m too young to have a husband.” Connie giggled.
“What about the law? Are you running from the law?” Jim inquired.
Dora noted that Jim’s last question seemed to have struck a nerve with Connie. She put her arm around the girl, and with a grin asked. “So, you’re running from the law, huh? What did you do. Rob a bank, kill someone, get involved in dealing drugs? It’s OK. You can tell me. Jim and I would never turn you in. By the way, just how old are you, Connie?”
Connie hesitated.
Dora hugged Connie and used a voice that oozed authority. “Well? What did you do?”
“I’m sorry Ma’am. It’s nothing like that. Two days ago I ran away from a group home. I’m only 16-years-old, and I’m afraid they may have called the cops on me.”
“Group home? What kind of group home, Connie?” Jim asked.
Connie hung her head but said nothing.
Firmly, Dora asked. “Connie, how can we help you if you clam up? Answer me, please!
Connie swallowed a bite of steak and responded. “Yes Ma’am. It was a home for troubled teens. Mom said she couldn’t handle me or my arguing any more. She didn’t like my friends and yelled at me when I hung out with them. She said they were trouble. Some of my friends did get in trouble, but I never did anything wrong to be put in that jail. She said she’d come and get me when I learned to quit arguing with her.” Tears had started to flow down Connie’s cheeks as she told her story.
“So, your mother simply threw you away like so much trash! Dora emphasized the word ‘trash.’
Connie continued to hang her head and said. “I guess so.”
Jim grinned and winked at Dora who almost imperceptibly nodded. They had silently agreed that Connie met their needs and would be their next slave.
With a smile, Dora told Connie. “Finish your steak, dear. You’ll come home with us for a while. You can shower and I’ll take you shopping for some new and cleaner clothes.”
“I don’t know if I....”
“It’s settled!” Connie was interrupted by Dora. With a sharp stare, Dora firmly told Connie. “You will stay with us for a while. Agreed?”
“Yes Ma’am.” Connie was quickly learning not to argue with Jim and Dora.
“That’s much better. We don’t like arguing either, but we won’t throw you away like your mother did. We’ll teach you why it is best for you to not argue with us.”
What Dora meant was they’d train Connie to obey all their commands without question or discussion. Obstinate or argumentative behavior would soon result in painful disciplinary measures.
Jim interrupted. “If you girls are done gabbing, let’s get going. I want to get home in time to watch the game on TV. You two can go shopping while the game is on.”
“Yes, Sir. Are you ready Connie?” Dora responded with a smile on her lips.
“Yes Ma’am.” Connie replied. Connie was smiling as well.
“OK then, let’s go!” Jim firmly said. Leaving the money on the table to pay the check and a nice tip, he rose and led Dora and the teenaged girl to his car.
The drive to Jim and Dora’s home was uneventful. Connie was highly impressed by their large stone country home. Being a city girl, she was especially awed by all the acreage and large trees surrounding the house.
As soon as they were in the house, Jim disappeared into his den. The den was a large room that exuded overtly male tastes. The floor was covered with a deep pile carpet that seemed to ooze between one’s toes when walked on while barefoot. Several erotic paintings of nude women in various provocative poses hung on the walls of the den. As one walked into the den, a large dark cherry desk sat in the far right corner. Behind the desk was a floor to ceiling, four foot wide bookcase. It was filled with books that delved into various forms of sexual activities and the histories of each. In the far left corner was a dark leather couch that was over six feet long. Between the desk and couch was a locked cabinet containing the electronic components that controlled the TV, house-wide stereo system, audio and video recording equipment, and internal and external security controls. On the wall opposite the desk and couch was a huge plasma TV. All the electronics could be fed to the TV for a larger than life view of any room in the house or area on the property.
As Jim ducked into his den, Dora took Connie upstairs to the bathroom. After pointing out the linen closet and the supply of various shampoos, conditioners, and perfumes to Connie, Dora told her. “Feel free to use as much of the things here as you like. I’ll loan you some clothes to wear when we go shopping. We’re only going to Walmart, so if they’re a little baggy, that’ll be OK. Many of you kids today are wearing your clothes baggy anyway. Too bad. They’d look much cuter if their clothes fit a little snugger.”
Dora disappeared and quickly returned with a pair of slacks, a blouse, sports bra, and the only pair of plain white panties she owned. She then told Connie. “Take your time. When your done, come down to the den.”
With a tear in her eye and a quivering voice, Connie told Dora. “Thank you so much. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you and Jim for your kindness.”
“Don’t worry about it for now. Now, hop in the shower and clean up. Your really do need it, you know. We’ll go shopping as soon as you’re done in here.” Then, as she left the bathroom, Dora giggled and whispered under her breath. “I’m sure we can think of some interesting ways for you to repay us.”
Dora then left Connie and joined Jim in the den. The big screen TV was on, but it wasn’t a ball game he was watching. The huge screen was lit up with a CC TV feed. Their internal camera and taping system had been activated, and Connie was the star attraction.
Dora entered the den just as Jim watched Connie toss her bra into the hamper. Connie had revealed a firm set of orange sized tits with small pink nipples. The teen then slid her dingy panties off her hips and down her slender legs. As she bent to push her panties off her feet, she pointed her tight round butt directly at a camera hidden in the bathroom wall’s trim.
“Oh my!” Dora exclaimed. “She has such a nice ass. And look how firm her tits are. I’m going to love sucking on those lovely teen tits.”
Jim already had a hard on. As he rubbed it through his pants, he remarked. “And I’m going enjoy fucking the shit out of that pussy and ass. You don’t suppose she’s cherry?”
As Connie stepped into the shower and Jim switched cameras, Dora said. “I don’t know, Jim. I wonder if she’s ever sucked a cock or eaten pussy. No matter! She soon will.”
“I’m glad you like her, Dora. Now shut up and enjoy the show.” Jim said.
Connie unknowingly put on a real good show for her hosts. She washed her hair twice before sudsing up a soft wash cloth. She scrubbed her face vigorously with her lathered up wash cloth. She then slowly worked her way down her nubile young body until she reached her tits. She hung her wash cloth on the shower head and, using both hands, she sensually massaged soap over her tits. Her small nipples grew erect, and she trapped them between the first two fingers of her hands. With a firm squeeze to her tits and nipples, Connie moved on. She grabbed the soapy wash cloth and began scrubbing her smooth flat belly. Her hands caressed it clean. She carefully washed her butt making sure to get well into the crevice between the pale globes of her ass. When Connie tended to her crotch and its bush, she used the same floral scented shampoo and conditioner she had used on her head. She then worked directly on her pussy with the soapy cloth. She slowly rubbed the soft cloth over and over her nether lips. It was obvious Connie was arousing herself.
Connie abruptly left her pussy and quickly scrubbed her legs and feet. She then returned to her slightly swollen pussy. Widely spreading her feet and legs, she carefully stroked the cloth up and down her slit again. In a short time, the horny teen dropped her wash cloth, cupped her pussy with both hands, and squeezed her legs together.
“Humm! Dora, I think your sweet young girl just got her self off. Maybe she’s not so innocent as she claims. I reckon we’ll know soon enough.” Jim commented to his wife.
Jim and Dora continued watching Connie as she dried herself and dressed in the clothes Dora had provided. As she entered the den, Jim and Dora were engrossed in the ball game on TV.
“Wow!” Jim exclaimed. “Connie, you sure look nice all cleaned up. You sure look more relaxed too. That shower must have made you feel a lot better.”
Connie blushed and thought. ‘They couldn’t know. Could they?’
Dora stood and asked. “Connie, are you ready to go pick out a few things at Wally World?”
“Yes Ma’am, but you don’t have to buy me anything. You guys have already been too good to me.” Connie responded.
“Nonsense. We’ll get a few things for you tonight. Then if you stay, we’ll get more in a day or two. Now, get that cute little butt of yours in the car.” Dora ordered.
“Yes Ma’am.” Connie agreed and turned to leave.
As she left the den, Jim yelled after her. “Hurry back so I can see you model your new things for me.”
Dora and Connie chatted about Connie’s recent stay at, and escape from, the home for troubled teens.
Connie filled in a few details as to why her mother had sent her to the home. It seems Connie had begun hanging with a new group of kids. Her mother didn’t approve of most of them. Though Connie denied doing any of it, she admitted several of her friends smoked dope, drank alcohol, and screwed around. The worst arguments between Connie and her mother were always over her hanging out with her friends.
As they pulled into Walmart’s parking lot, Dora spoke to the teen. “Connie, if you stay with Jim and me, I promise you won’t have a problem over your friends.” Dora smiled at the teen and thought to her self. ‘That’s because we’ll be the only ‘friends’ you’ll have or need.’
With a broad smile, Connie said. “Thank you, Ma’am. She then accompanied Dora into the store. As they passed the lingerie section, Dora softly asked. “Connie, what size are your boobs?”
Connie blushed and answered. “I’m a B, a 32 B, but I’ve been getting larger lately0.”
“Here! I think these will fit you nicely.” Dora gently tossed two packages marked ‘Wonderbra’ into Connie’s cart.
Connie smiled and commented. “I’ve never had a bra like that. Mom said they’d make me look like one of my trampy friends.”
“Would that be the same mother that threw you away like so much trash? The mother that left you in that home?” Dora rhetorically asked.
“Yeah.” Connie replied. Her head hung nearly to her chest.
“Cheer up, Honey. If you stay with Jim and me, we will want you to always look your best. That includes making the most of your assets. You seem to have a nice set of boobs and a cute butt. You should learn to show them off a little. Now, let’s go get you a couple of blouses.”
Dora words brought a smile to Connie’s face as they headed to the racks of blouses.
Dora picked out a pair of blouses for Connie. Both would be snug fitting and had low cut necklines. When worn with her new bras, these blouses guaranteed Connie’s tits would be prominently displayed for any who cared to look.
Connie blushed deeply when Dora told her. “Your tits will definitely get the boys attention in these things.” Dora tossed the blouses into the cart and continued. “Now, to find you a couple of skirts to go with the blouses.”
A short time later, Dora had picked out two skirts and added them to the cart.
Connie looked at the skirts and thought to her self. ‘These skirts will be a too short on me. But then, what the heck. I’m not paying for them. If she wants me in short skirts and tight blouses, I’ll wear what she wants to buy me.’
“Connie, lets go try on what we have so far. The dressing rooms are over there.” Dora pointed to the small changing closets. Handing Connie a bra, blouse, and the longer of the two skirts, she said. “Put these on then step out so I can see how they look on you.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Connie took the clothes and stepped into the dressing room. A few minutes later, she stepped out. Her face red from blushing. The clothing combination had done it magic. She had never felt so sexy and exposed in public. With a little quiver in the voice, Connie asked. “Do I look OK?”
Surveying the teen in front of her, Dora liked what she saw. A great deal of Connie’s tits and cleavage were exposed by the Wonderbra and low cut blouse. The skirt came to several inches above her knees. “Connie honey, you look delicious. Those clothes bring out the beauty you’ve been hiding. Jim will go nuts when he sees what a beautiful creature you are.”
Connie blushed again then frowned at the thought of Jim seeing so much of her boobs and legs.
Dora saw the concern on Connie’s face. “What’s wrong, Connie? You do want Jim to see how pretty you are, don’t you?” The question again sounded more like a command than a simple question.
“Yes Ma’am.” Connie softly agreed.
“Good! Now, go try on the other skirt.” Dora instructed.
Connie took the second skirt and reentered the dressing room. A minute later she called Dora to the door. “Ma’am, I can’t wear this skirt. It’s much too short.”
With a strong voice, Dora instructed. “Step out! Lets see if it’s too short!”
“I can’t! It’s much too short.” Connie plead.
Dora knew it was time to establish her authority. Firmly, she ordered the teen. “Connie, don’t argue! Step out right now, and let me see your skirt!”
Like a typical teen when pressed, Connie whined. “Do I have to?”
Dora used her firmest voice. “Yes!”
The dressing room door slowly opened, and Connie stepped partially out.
“Turn, Connie!” Dora ordered.
As the teen slowly turned, Dora appraised her young body. “Very nice, Connie. It is a little short, but it makes you look so cute.”
Actually, it made her look like a slut. Just the look Dora wanted. The little skirt was so short, it just barely covered Connie’s butt and pubic mound. As she turned, Dora caught glimpses of the white panties the girl had on. “OK, Connie, you can change back into the clothes you wore in here. Then will go find you a night gown.
Returning to the lingerie department, Dora selected several pair of lacy bikini panties, a short silky light green camisole that would barely cover the top half of her ass and a dark blue baby doll pajama set that was nearly see through. Holding up the lingerie, Dora asked. “Connie, do you like these? Do you think Jim will like you in them?”
With her head slightly bowed, Connie replied. “Yes Ma’am. I like them if you do.”
Dora thought. ‘This is going to be easier than I thought. The little bitch has already given up arguing about showing her body to Jim and me.’
“Well then Connie, I think that’s enough for tonight. Are you ready to go home? I’ll bet Jim is anxious to see what we bought.” Dora said.
“Yes Ma’am. I’m ready.” Connie agreed. She remained silent as they went through the checkout stand and out to the car.
On the ride home, Dora asked. “Connie, are you OK? You’re been very quiet since we left the store. Are you having second thoughts about coming home with Jim and me?”
Thoughtfully, Connie replied. “I’m fine. I’m sorry I argued with you about the skirts. I’ve just never had clothes that showed so much of me. Mom called girls that dressed like that whores. But, if you and Jim want me to wear tight blouses and short skirts, I guess it will be OK. You guys have been so nice to me when you didn’t have to be. If you’ll let me stay, I’ll try not to argue anymore. I’ll really try to please you and Jim.”
Dora smiled warmly at Connie and said. “You’re not a whore. We just want you to be as pretty as you can be. You’ve seen our home. You should know we like pretty things. Honey, your mother threw you out like trash. We will not throw you out. I promise you will please us, sweetheart. There is no doubt you will please us.”
To herself, Dora thought. ‘Starting tonight, you and your young body will please us more than you know.’
When they arrived home, Dora took Connie and her new clothes to a bedroom next to the den. “I will be in the den with Jim. Put on your new clothes and come show them to Jim as soon as you can. Wear the longer skirt first. Don’t forget to wear your new panties too. Just pretend you’re a model and show off your new look. Be sure to turn so Jim can get a full view of how delicious you look.”
Dora left Connie and joined Jim in the den. The game Jim had been watching was nearly over. The final buzzer sounded just as there was a faint knock on the den’s door.
“Come in Connie!” Jim called out.
The den door slowly opened and Connie stepped in. She stood nervously in front of Dora and Jim. She was so nervous about exposing her young body she failed to notice the paintings of nudes on the wall. As Jim smiled and stared at her, Connie rapidly spun around then fidgeted. She did not know what to do with her hands.
Jim broke the silence. “Wow! Connie, you’re beautiful! I knew you had a nice set of tits under your old clothes and Dora’s baggy stuff.
Even though she was turning crimson with embarrassment, Connie smiled. No one had ever commented about her boobs that way. “Thank you, Sir.” She said, her voice noticeably shaking.
“Connie, honey, go change into your other skirt and blouse. I know Jim will really appreciate them on you.” Dora instructed.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Connie quickly retreated out the den door and back into the next room. A short time later, another soft knock came to the den’s door.
“Come in.” Jim called out.
Connie slowly opened the door and stepped just inside the doorway. She was nervously trying to pull her new skirt down to cover her butt.
“Come on in, Honey.” Dora insisted.
As Connie walked further into the den and did a slow turn.
Just as Dora had predicted, Jim went a little nuts. “WOW, Baby! Look at you! You look good enough to eat!”
“Down boy!” Dora told Jim. “You don’t want to frighten her. Although, she does look delicious, doesn’t she? She’s so young, cute, sweet, and innocent.”
To the teen, Dora said. “Thank you, Connie. Now, one last show if you don’t mind. Go put on the dark blue outfit. Jim will love you in it.”
Connie nervously smiled at Jim and Dora and left the den. She was beginning to feel a little easier about letting her hosts view her scantily clad body. She mumbled to herself. “Maybe Mom is wrong about dressing like this.”
Connie was soon ready to return to the den dressed in her dark blue baby doll nighty. It was so thin, she may as well have been nude. Her firm young tits were plainly visible under the top, and her blond pubic bush was prominently on display through the thin panties.
As she walked into the den, Jim jumped to his feet. “Damn Baby! You just keep getting better. You are going to be a wonderful addition.”
“Addition? What do you mean, addition?” A look of concern crossed Connie’s face.
Jim then dropped the bomb. “Yes, addition! You see Connie, Mistress Dora and I train slaves, and...”
“SLAVES? I AM NOT A SLAVE!” Connie shouted at Jim and Dora.
Dora stood and glared at the now frightened teen. “Not yet, but you soon will be. Master Jim and I will soon have you begging to obey our commands. Your first order is to address us as Master Jim and Mistress Dora. Do you understand?”
“NO! Screw that! I’m out of here!” Connie was defiant, and turned on her heel to leave. She hadn’t noticed Jim hit the door lock button on the fob in his pocket or hear the silent magnetic lock engage. In a futile attempt to escape, she repeatedly jerked on the door with all her strength. It was of no avail. She was trapped in the den with Jim and Dora.
As Jim approached, he told her. “It’s no use, Connie. You can not get out of this room unless we let you out.” He reached out to take her upper arm.
“Hell no! I am not going to be your slave. I am not going to be your maid, cook, or anything else for you assholes.”
WHACK!! Jim slapped her left cheek hard. “You will address us as Master Jim and Mistress Dora. You got that?”
He drew back to hit the teen again when Dora interrupted. “Jim, don’t hit her face! You know how you sometimes get carried away and leave ugly marks.”
Connie ran to Dora who was still sitting on the couch on the other side of the den. “Dora, please. Let me go.”
Whomp! Connie bent double from the punch. Dora’s fist had been driven deep into the teen’s belly. “You stupid bitch, you were told to address us as Master and Mistress.”
As Connie stood trying to catch her breath, Jim walked up, roughly grabbed her left tit, and squeezed hard. He practically growled at her. “Now, you little bitch, who am I?” He then released her tit.
“Ji..Owwww.” Jim had slapped the same left tit with a powerful blow.
“Now, try again. Who am I?”
Connie, whimpering from the pain in her tit, replied. “Master Jim.”
“Very good, and who am I?” Dora asked.
“Mistress Dora.” The bruised teen answered.
Jim again told her. “Very good. Now listen up. We don’t need a maid or cook. However, you will be doing that as well. We have something much more suited to your assets and awakening talents.”
Connie looked confused as her Master Jim hesitated before finishing his statement. He wanted her unknown future duties to weigh on Connie’s mind just a few moments more.
“You will be trained as a sex slave.” He told the frightened teen.
“Noooooooo! Please, let me go. I’ve never done anything like that. I haven’t done anything to you.” Connie pleaded with Jim.
Whack! This time Jim viciously slapped her thinly covered right tit. “How are you supposed to address us?
“I’m sorry, Master Jim. Please don’t hurt me any more, Sir.”
“That’s better. Are you trying to tell us you’ve never been fucked? You’re cherry, er, a virgin?” Dora asked.
”Yes, Mistress Dora. I’m a virgin. Mom would have killed me if I’d ever tried to do any thing like that.”
“How about that? A fresh cherry to pop. I knew this was going to be a good evening. Connie, have you ever sucked a dick or eaten a pussy?” Jim asked.
“No, Master Jim.” Connie’s voice was quivering. “I’ve never done anything like that. Please Sir, let me go. I won’t say anything.”
“Of course you won’t say anything you dumb bitch. You’re going to be here for a long time.” Dora scorned her new slave.
Jim then told his new slave. “Connie, your sole purpose in life, while you’re here, will be to please your Master and Mistress. You will do this without comment or argument. You’re probably wondering what you will be expected to do. The sexy things Mistress Dora bought you should have given you a clue. To please us, you will make use of the only assets you brought with you. Or rather, we will make use those assets. At our will and pleasure, we will use your body anyway we see fit. Your body and every orifice you have will be used to serve us. To be blunt, you will learn to fuck, suck cock, eat pussy, take it in the ass, and any other activity we wish to put you through for our pleasure. We may even occasionally share you with some of our friends. Do you understand now, you dumb bitch.”
Still a bit defiant, Connie refused to answer.
Jim’s hands snapped out and grabbed both of the teen’s pert tits. Squeezing viciously, he repeated. “Do you understand, bitch?”
Cringing from the pain being inflicted to her tits, Connie cried out. “Yes, Master Jim. I understand.”
Jim released Connie’s tits and nodded toward Dora.
Dora pressed a button hidden under the desk. The bookcase on the wall behind the desk slid to the left revealing a staircase that led down to the basement.
Dora then extended her hand to the trembling and sobbing teen. When Connie didn’t take the hand, Dora reached up and severely pinched the teen’s left nibble until she cried out. This time she took Mistress Dora’s extended hand.
Dora then led Connie down the stairway followed closely by Jim. A long hallway stretched out from the bottom of the stairs. Connie was led, actually dragged, to the last room on the right. Dora pushed the door open and shoved Connie inside.
The teen found herself in a dimly lit cell. In the room there was steel toilet/sink/drinking fountain combination. There was also a cot against one wall with handcuffs attached to each corner. The cot consisted of a thin mattress on a steel plate set on steel legs. A single dim bulb hung from the ceiling for illumination.
To no avail, Connie pleaded with her captors. “Oh please, Master Jim and Mistress Dora. Please let me go. Please don’t hurt me.”
Dora laughed at the teen’s pleading. With a hard shove, Dora sent Connie sprawling onto the cot. Jim and Dora pounced instantly. Almost before she knew what had happened, Connie was cuffed to the cot.
Connie found herself secured to the cot, spread eagle, face up. Jim and Dora laughed loudly as Connie cursed them and then begged to be set free.
Dora reached down and caught Connie’s left nipple. Pinching with all her might, she looked at Jim and said. “Master Jim, I don’t think our slave really understands her place here just yet. Why don’t you give her a demonstration of what she is here for?”
Connie, thrashing on the cot in a attempt to loosen the firm grip on her nipple, cried out. “I’m sorry Master Jim. Mistress Dora, please let my nipple go.”
At that moment, Jim reached down, grabbed a fist full of Connie’s thin baby doll panties. With a swift jerk, both elastic straps around her hips gave way and the panties flew from under her ass.
Connie gasped and continued to plead. “Oh please Master Jim. Don’t do this. I’m a good girl. I really am. OOOoowww!”
Mistress Dora was sadistically twisting the nipple she was pinching. “Now, now Connie. If you quiet down a bit I’ll release your nipple.”
“Yes, Mistress Dora. I’ll will. I promise to be quiet. Please stop hurting my nipple. Please Mistress Dora.”
Dora relented and eased up on Connie’s nipple. She maintained a firm grip on it, but stopped twisting.
“And what do you say, bitch? What do you say now that I have granted your wish and eased up on your nipple?” Dora asked with anger.
“Thank you Mistress Dora.”
“Well, maybe the little bitch can be trained after all. What do you think Master Jim?”
While Connie had been distracted begging Mistress Dora to ease up on her nipple, Master Jim had moved to the shadows and removed all his clothes. He had retrieved a tube of lubricant from his pants before tossing them to the floor. He then stepped back into the dim light so the frightened teen could see what was about to invade her fresh young body. Jim had an impressive cock.
Connie gasped wide eyed at the sight of Master Jim’s fat seven and a half inch long spear. “No Master Jim. Please don’t! It’s too big. I’ll never be able to take that much. Please Master.”
In the mean time, Jim had taken the tube of lubricant and was smearing a gob of it all over his cock. The lubricant wasn’t for his slave’s comfort. It was only for making his cock’s entry into Connie’s tight virgin pussy easier for him.
“Are you ready, slave?” Mistress Dora asked while Master Jim crawled between their slave’s spread legs.
“Please no, Master. Please don’t! It won’t fit.” The teen continued to plead for mercy even though neither the Master nor the Mistress had shown any tendency to halt the assault.
Mistress Dora reached down and used two fingers to spread the teen’s virginal outer lips. Master Jim lined his cock up with the entrance to Connie’s dry hole.
Master Jim, used his arms to hold his body off the teen. He wanted a good view of the pain and shock on her face as he rammed his cock through Connie’s cherry and into her depths.
“Your training will now begin, slave.” Dora hissed.
Master Jim hesitated no longer. He violently thrust forward. He felt her hymen only briefly resist his cock’s entry into Connie’s tight pussy. It quickly gave way as he pushed forward. He plowed through her cherry and drove his cock fully into the sixteen-year-old girl’s virgin pussy. He felt the head of his cock ram into her tender cervix.
Connie’s eyes snapped wide open, and her scream of pain echoed throughout the basement of the house. After her initial scream, she begged loudly. “OH MY GOD! TAKE IT OUT! IT HURTS! GOD PLEASE TAKE IT OUT!”
“OK slave, I’ll take it out.” Master Jim told her, and he did as promised. He took his cock out of the violated teen’s speared hole.
Just as she seemed to relax just a bit, Master Jim rammed his cock fully into her bleeding hole again. Again she screamed at the top of her lungs. Master Jim then took up a steady pace of stroking in and out of Connie’s torn open cunt.
She continued to scream in pained protest. Even though it was useless, she begged Master Jim to take his cock out of her burning hole.
Master Jim ignored his slave’s pleas and spoke to his wife. “Mistress Dora, would you see what you can do to silence this bitch’s wailing? She’s getting on my nerves.” Jim asked his wife as he pulled his bloody cock out of his slaves cunt.
Connie had stopped screaming, but she was sobbing and begging loudly as tears flowed down her cheeks. Mistress Dora gently stroked Connie’s hair and kissed her tear coated cheeks.
“Yes Master Jim. I’ll see what I can do to silence her.” Dora replied.
To Connie, Dora said. “Slave, you are now going to learn to eat a pussy. If you refuse, or don’t do a good job, we’ll flip you over and Master Jim will fuck your ass. Would you like that, slave?”
“NOOOOO! Mistress Dora, please don’t let Master Jim put that thing in my butt.” Connie pleaded.
“Very well.” Dora shed her clothes as she told the teen what she needed to do. “You will lick my pussy and suck my clit. You will put your tongue as far into me as you can. When I tell you, you will suck hard on my clit and lick it rapidly. Do you understand, slave?”
“I think so Mistress Dora. I’ll try.”
“Try hell! You will do it or your ass gets fucked.”
“Yes Mistress Dora.” The teen sobbed.
Dora then climbed up on the bunk and faced Jim who was sitting between Connie’s legs. As she slowly sat over Connie’s face, Dora leaned forward, kissed Jim, and brought her pussy down on the teen’s mouth.
Connie froze.
Dora had expected something like that. She simply sat up and rocked her ass tighter over Connie’s face. Her asshole settled on Connie’s nose, and Dora’s ass cheeks cut off the girl’s air. Almost immediately, Mistress Dora was rewarded with a tongue lapping at her horny clit. She leaned forward again and let her slave practice eating her first pussy.
Master Jim shoved his cock back into the bleeding hole before him and resumed thrusting deep into it. He soon felt his balls tighten and prepare to send his load of cum on its way. With one final and violent thrust, Master Jim buried his cock deep in Connie’s violated hole and bathed her cervix with his warm cum.
Jim and Dora petted and cuddled each other while Connie did her best to satisfy Mistress Dora’s demands. Both husband and wife noted how heavily this new slave was bleeding from her freshly fucked pussy. Cum and blood steadily oozed from ravaged cunt. Over time, they had found that a rough first fuck frequently led to heavier bleeding than when more time was taken to prepare the slave to be devirginated.
Connie was a quick learner. She soon had Mistress Dora nearing orgasm. Dora shouted. “Slave, suck my clit. I’m going to cum.”
Connie did as she had been told. She sucked Mistress Dora’s clit into her mouth hard and rapidly flicked her tongue over it.
Mistress Dora squatted down hard on the girl’s mouth and shook to a fine orgasm. She then gave Connie further instruction. “Slave, open your mouth wide and suck my whole pussy in.”
Connie tried to do as she had been told.
Jim knew exactly what Dora was about to do.
With an evil grin on her face, Dora began pissing. As soon as Connie realized what all that liquid was, she tried to close her mouth. Dora simple rocked back over Connie’s nose again, and the girl had no choice but to reopen her mouth. To avoid drowning, she swallowed as rapidly as she could. She drank most of Mistress Dora’s piss, but a good deal ran out of her mouth and down her cheeks.
When Mistress Dora climbed off Connie, Master Jim stepped to the side of her cot. He ordered. “Slave, my cock is filthy with cum and blood. Since you made this mess, you will clean it up. Open wide and lick my cock clean.”
Connie had lost most of her will to resist. What more could they do to her. She opened her mouth and Master Jim shoved most of his cock in. She licked it as clean as she could as he thrust in and out of her mouth.
Master Jim abruptly pulled his cock free of Connie’s mouth and told her. “That will be enough for tonight. We will resume your training early tomorrow morning. Now, get some sleep.”
Jim and Dora released three of the cuffs before walking toward the door, Connie asked. “Master Jim, how am I suppose to use the toilet and sink if I’m still locked to this cot?”
“I don’t give a damn about your little problems.” He then slammed and locked the door.
The sixteen-year-old had been raped, forced to eat pussy, drink piss, and lick a dirty cock. Her violated pussy was burning from the violence of her first fucking. Her mouth still had a terrible taste left in it. Her tits and nipples were still in pain from the abuse they had taken.
Connie tentatively reached between her legs and covered her painful hole. Without looking, she knew her most sensitive of flesh had been forever changed. She felt a sticky mess oozing from her deflowered pussy. Bringing her hand up, in the dim light from the bare bulb hanging over her cot, she could see mixture of cum and blood coating her hand.
Connie was beginning to realize her life would never be the same. The new slave cried her self to sleep that night.
The Next Day
Connie was startled awake the next morning when her cell door flew open with a bang. “It’s 6:00 AM. Time to get up, slave.” Mistress Dora shouted the order.
Connie sat up instantly. As she tried to get the fog out of her head, the realization of her captivity returned. With a subdued voice and her head bowed, she asked. “Please Mistress Dora, may I use the toilet. I really have to go.”
“Very well. Since you asked so nice, I’ll release your cuff.” Dora glared at Connie and continued. “However, if you even think about trying to defy me, or do anything stupid, you will be severely punished. Do you understand, slave?”
“Yes, Mistress. I understand. I won’t defy you or Master Jim anymore.”
Dora released her slave and watched as she struggled to stand. Connie remained somewhat bent over as she stepped across the cell to sit on the toilet.
“Pussy a little sore is it?” Dora asked.
Keeping her head bowed, Connie replied. “Yes, Mistress Dora. I am sore down there and my boobs still hurt too.”
“This may be a day of rest for your pussy. Master Jim said he wanted to teach you how to properly give a blowjob and eat pussy today. So, he just may not fuck your pussy again, today. If you give him even the least bit of trouble, he will not only fuck your pussy again, but I’m sure he will fuck your ass as well.”
“Yes, Mistress Dora. I’ll try not to be any trouble to you or Master Jim.” Connie seemed to have accepted her situation and been cowed into submission.
“Good, but you will do more than try! As soon as you’ve finished here, I’ll take you to the shower room. You will find everything you need to clean up in there. You will be expected to keep yourself clean and fresh at all times. Neither Master Jim nor I want a smelly slave. There’s some perfume in the shower room. Use it!”
“Yes, Mistress Dora.” The new slave was learning quickly.
Dora continued her instructions. “Master Jim wants you to shave that fur off your pussy too. He loves bald teen pussy.”
With a bit of a surprise in her voice, Connie again replied. “Yes, Mistress Dora.”
As quickly as Connie finished using the toilet, Mistress Dora grabbed her upper arm and led her out of her cell. She was led across the hallway to the basement shower room. It reminded the teen of the gym showers at school, only smaller and less decorative. There was no tile, only bare concrete walls, ceiling, and floor. There were three shower heads along the two opposite side walls for a total of six and a single drain in the middle of the floor. The wall with the door had several towel bars, one of which held a towel and wash cloth. The far wall contained a polished steel mirror, three sinks, and three shelves. The shelves contained various soaps, hair care products, feminine hygiene products, shave cream and disposable razors, and bottles of Obsession, White Diamonds, and Taboo.
“Slave Connie. You will be given sufficient time to thoroughly clean your self. Be sure to use douche in that nasty pussy. I’m sure it is gooey and stinks after Master Jim fucked it and it bled so much. You will keep your body clean and ready for Master Jim and I at all times. Be sure to shave all the fur from your body except that on your head. I will return soon. Now, get busy!”
“Yes, Mistress Dora.” The teen acknowledged her orders.
After giving slave Connie her instructions, Mistress Dora locked the teen in the shower room. She then joined Jim in the den to watch Connie on the CC TV.
“She is a pretty little thing, isn’t she, Dora?” Jim asked as his wife settled onto the couch beside him.
“Yes she is, and I think she will make an excellent slave. She seemed much more docile this morning.” Dora said as she cuddled into Jim’s shoulder to watch the CC TV feed from the shower room.
Connie dutifully carried out her instructions. The teen slave washed and conditioned her blond hair and thoroughly cleansed her body. When she washed her tits she noticed how sore the bruised nipple Mistress Dora had so roughly pinched and twisted remained. She gingerly washed her pussy. She didn’t linger there as she had the evening before. It was much too sore for that. When she had finished washing her body, Connie read the instructions on the box of douche and carefully used the preparation on her sore hole. She found that the warm water went a long way toward relieving her vaginal discomfort.
Connie then shaved under her arms before sitting on the shower floor to shave her pussy. She lathered up her blond pubic bush and very carefully shaved off every bit of fur it had taken her sixteen years to grow.
Connie was relaxing and enjoying the hot water as it poured over her head when Dora pushed a button at the desk in the den. Mistress Dora’s voice boomed over a hidden speaker in the shower room. “Slave, dry off now! I will be there to retrieve you soon!”
A startled Connie quickly replied as she grabbed the towel from the bar. “Yes, Mistress Dora.”
Dora led the new slave, still nude, up the stairs, through the den, and to the kitchen. “Now slave, you will cook breakfast for Master Jim, me, and yourself. I know you said you were not a cook or maid. Well, my little slave, you will be whatever you are told to be. Now get busy. We’ll have ham and eggs. After breakfast, you will clean up before reporting to us in the den.”
“Yes, Mistress Dora. Please, Mistress Dora, may I have an apron so I don’t get burned by the grease?”
“No, slave! Clothes, like other privileges must be earned. Now get busy.
“Yes Mistress Dora.
Dora left Connie in the kitchen. As soon as she was certain she was alone, the teen tried to open every window and door she could find in that part of the house. All were securely locked.
Jim and Dora laughed as they watched their slave on the security monitors. She vainly attempted an escape. “Dora, it appears a bit of punishment is in order. What do you think of a paddling then fucking her in the ass?” Jim asked.
“Just don’t be too harsh on her, Jim. After all, we expected an escape attempt. They all try once or twice. Besides, the last time you punished a slave, she could barely walk and wasn’t worth a shit for days.” Dora replied.
“OK! We’ll make her eat you first before she gets too blubbery from the paddling. Then, I’ll give her a good spanking before I butt-fuck our cute little slave.”
During breakfast, not a word was said about the escape attempt. The conversation was mostly between Jim and Dora as they discussed their new slave.
Connie was a bit embarrassed to be referred to as if she wasn’t even there.
They noticed a hint of a smile briefly cross
Connie’s lips when they commented on how cute her nude body was.
“Jim, we should have her portrait made before she loses her youthful looks. Slave, would you like to have a portrait painted of yourself?” Dora asked.
“Yes, Mistress Dora. If you and Master Jim want a picture of me, I want one too.”
“Good answer, slave.” Jim told her. “Now clear the table, do the dishes, and clean the kitchen. When you’ve finished, come to the den. We have some things to discuss.”
“Yes, Master Jim.” Connie replied. As she quickly went about the chores she had been given and washed the dishes by hand, she talked to herself. “Maybe being a slave won’t be so bad. I have a place to stay, they feed me, and they did buy me some new clothes, even if I can’t wear them yet. All I have to do is please them. Besides, what have I got to go back to, that group home? All girls eventually loose their virginity. Janey said it hurt like hell when her boyfriend took her the first time, and now she says she loves it. So, why am I making such a big deal of it? If Master Jim wants to screw me, I’ll get over it. Some of that other stuff with Mistress Dora wasn’t cool, but I guess I can learn to do what she wants me to do as well.”
When she had finished the dishes, Connie went to the den as instructed. She found Master Jim and Mistress Dora sitting on the couch.
As she entered, Jim spoke. “Slave, stand still and listen carefully. I know you think you have been a good slave this morning. I know you think Mistress Dora and I should be pleased with you. I know you think you made too big a deal over losing your cherry and you will get over it. And, I know you don’t care for eating Mistress Dora’s pussy. We both will always know what you are thinking. Your thoughts and actions are no longer your own. Now slave, follow Mistress Dora to the basement.”
“Yes, Master Jim.” Connie willingly took her Mistress’ hand when it was offered. She was led quietly down the steps.
Once in the basement, Connie was led to a room next to the one she had been in the previous night. This room was well lit and resemble the dungeons she had seen in medieval movies. There were chains and shackles hanging on the walls. Several different tables and other pieces of equipment were scattered around the room. None of which looked pleasant to the new slave.
She was led to a wall and secured facing the wall by the sh
