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Chapter 11 Restitution

I woke suddenly, listening. Mei was cuddled against me, still asleep. I
was stiff, alert. Something had woken me, something unusual. A soft
knocking came from the door. I looked at my watch and saw it was only
six oąclock. I gently shook Mei awake.
łGood morning.˛ She murmured. The knock came again. Mei glanced at the
door, startled.
łIt must be Rachel.˛ I said softly. łI wonder what she wants.˛ łInvite
her in and see.˛ Mei said. łPerhaps sheąs changed her mind about
leaving.˛
łOptimist.˛ I scolded gently. She grinned. łCome in!˛ I called loudly.
There was a pause, then the door opened slowly and Rachel slipped in,
closing the door behind her. She started to move to the bed when she
saw Mei. Her face paled and she put one hand to her mouth. łIąm sorry!
I thought-Iąd better go!˛ Rachel started to retreat. łWait!˛ Mei
called. Undecided, like a doe scenting the morning air for danger,
Rachel hovered. Mei slipped quickly out of bed and ran to the Indian
girl.
łPlease, come.˛ Mei said softly, tugging the larger girląs hand. Rachel
had 35 pounds and seven inches on the Chinese girl, but let herself be
led. She was still wearing the gown sheąd worn last night, and her hair
was loose. Mei drew her down to sit on the bed beside her, just inches
from me. Rachel refused to meet my eyes. Noticing something I examined
her more carefully. Mei caught it quicker than I did.
łYouąve been crying.˛ She murmured softly, holding Racheląs hands.
Rachel bit her lip and lowered her head. She took a deep breath. łI
donąt know how to say this, and youąve got every right to laugh at me.
I didnąt sleep much last night. Iąm so confused I canąt see straight.˛
łI want to stay, if youąll have me.˛ Rachel stared at the ţoor,
refusing to look at either of us. Mei smiled at me. I frowned. łWhy
this change of heart, Rachel?˛ I asked. łLast night you seemed pretty
deŢnite.˛
łIąve had time to think.˛ Rachel said quietly. łI tossed and turned all
night. I kept seeing you and Mei, sad because I was going to leave.
Giving me that thousand dollars, even after what Iąd done. Mei, crying
because I was too scared to think straight.˛ She shivered. łIąve never
had very much, Iąm just a poor dumb Indian girl whoąs daddy ran away
from the reservation. This whole thing is like a dream for me. This
house, that bed! My god, it was like having every wish Iąd ever had
dropped in my lap!˛ She looked at me Ţnally. łAnd then you said Iąd
have to fuck a dog and the dream turned into a nightmare. I panicked, I
just fell apart.˛ łWhy should I believe it wonąt happen again?˛ I said.
łIt might seem silly to you, Rachel, but this is important to me.
Losing you hurt-a lot. And I hadnąt even enslaved you yet. You made me
feel so bad I cried, and you made Mei cry too. Why should I risk you
freaking out down the road when itąs going to hurt me a lot worse? What
if you hurt others too? What then?˛ łI want to have another chance. I
wonąt fail again, I promise.˛ Racheląs eyes were red and she had bags
under them. łAre you doing this just to get rich?˛ I asked cruelly. łIs
that it? The fancy cars, the big house, the swimming pool? Are you a
whore?˛ łThink what you want.˛ She said miserably. łBut let me stay.˛
łYou did want her, master.˛ Mei said suddenly. łPlease, give her
another chance.˛
łWill you take full responsibility for her?˛ I asked. łSubmit to
anything she refuses, and be punished for it in the bargain?˛ łYes.˛
Mei said instantly. Rachel looked stricken. łMei, no!˛ Rachel
protested. łThat isnąt fair!˛ łNeither was what you did last night.˛ I
snapped. łMei, on your head be it.˛ łYes, master.˛ Mei smiled.
łRachel.˛ I said coldly. Shivering she looked at me. łIąm still not
convinced. There must be a test.˛
łWhat kind of test?˛ Rachel asked fearfully. łThe Apaches had a trial
by ordeal, didnąt they?˛ I asked. Rachel nodded slowly.
I stared at her grimly. She Ţdgeted nervously. łAre you a whore?˛ I
asked suddenly. łIs the money the only reason you want to stay?˛
łMaster!˛ Mei said, shocked.
łBe silent, Mei.˛ I snapped. łThis is too important. If the only reason
sheąs here is to improve her lifestyle I have a right to know. Well?˛ I
asked the Indian girl.
łIąd be lying if I said that wasnąt a part of it.˛ Rachel said soberly,
staring at the ţoor. łAt home I share my bed with my two younger
sisters. I can remember days when I didnąt eat because we couldnąt
afford food.˛ łI have three hundred dollars to my name. My suitcases
hold everything I own in the world. This gown,˛ She said, touching the
nylon. łI saved up for six months to buy.˛
She looked around. łThis room is bigger than our whole house. So, yes,
the money is important. If that makes me a whore, then so be it.˛ She
turned and looked me straight in the eye. łBut thatąs not everything.
The thought of being owned by a man thrills me. I guess every girl
dreams of being a slave at some time in her life. At home, I have to
scrimp and save, and Iąll be wrinkled and ugly before Iąm thirty-Ţve.
That scares the shit out of me.˛
łYou offered me a chance to live as a pampered rich manąs plaything.
Who knows how long Iąll stay young and beautiful here? And if you
should ever get tired of me Iąll have something to start fresh with. At
home Iąm trapped in a dead end life with no prospects of ever getting
out. Here, there are at least possibilities.˛
She stared at me, not submissive but not challenging either. Mei was
dismayed by Racheląs admission. Sheąd come from an upper class
background, and had never had a truly hungry day in her life. I was
from middle class parents, and had had a reasonable childhood. We
hadnąt been rich, but we werenąt hurting either.
łYou answer like a prostitute.˛ I said neutrally. łSolid, pragmatic and
without illusions. I ask you again, ţat out. Are you a whore?˛ łNo.˛
Rachel said. Mei looked out of place, sad and disturbed. My heart ached
to see her like that. This wasnąt at all what I had envisioned. łWhy
were you crying? Nothing youąve said explains that.˛ łLast night you
handed me more money than Iąd ever seen in one place. After I said I
wanted to go home. Mei was crying, for Godą sake! I can see she loves
you. And I thought to myself, this is a good man. Here Iąve made him
waste more money than Iąve got in the bank on a plane ticket, and Iąm
leaving, and heąs giving me a gift!˛ She shook her head. łI see
things.˛ She said suddenly. łIąm good at noticing details, I always
have been. What I see here makes me want to be part of it. Mei loves
you, and you love her. My mother always told me love was more important
than money.˛ She laughed. łI always thought she just said that because
we didnąt have any.˛
łThatąs why I want to stay. Yes, the big house and the fancy clothes
are important. Soąs the money. But thereąs also the love I think I can
be part of.˛
She watched me, waiting for my answer. I was very pleased with her
response. It combined a solid practicality with a dreamerąs soul.
Still, it had hurt when she decided to leave. And sheąd made Mei cry.
łAll right, Rachel. You can stay.˛ I said. Rachel sagged in relief.
Meiąs face lit up like a child with an ice cream cone. łBut.˛ I said,
holding up one hand. Both girls looked at me alertly. łBut, youąre on
probation, Rachel. Last nightąs behavior was totally unacceptable. If
it ever happens again youąre out of here, permanently, no ifs, ands or
buts.˛ I watched her sternly. She nodded but didnąt speak. łYou arenąt
going to get away with it this time, either. Iąm going to punish you,
Rachel. Itąs going to take all night, and be the worst agony you can
imagine. It will start with a public humiliation and end with torture
that will make you think youąve died and gone to Hell.˛ łYou wonąt be
injured, but the pain will be horrible. Iąm going to show you just how
badly you can hurt and still stay conscious.˛ Rachel turned pale. She
hung her head and didnąt say anything for several minutes. I waited.
łAll right.˛ She Ţnally said. łTorture me, if you must. I want to
stay.˛ łThen go and try to rest.˛ I said. łItąs going to be a long
night. I want you at your best.˛ Silently, Rachel rose and left. Mei
watched me uncertainly.
łAre you really going to torture her, master?˛ Mei asked, troubled. I
patted the bed at my side. Mei obediently climbed over me and slipped
under the covers.
łDonąt you think she deserves it?˛ I asked, putting my arms around her.
Mei shook her head.
łTo be punished, yes. But not tortured. That could injure her.˛ łNo.˛ I
said Ţrmly. łAlthough it might leave marks. I guarantee sheąll never be
in any real danger. But donąt let her know that.˛ łDid she offend you
so badly, then?˛ Mei asked. łShe made you cry.˛ I said softly, stroking
her back. łWhat punishment would you suggest, little one?˛
łOh, I donąt know.˛ Mei said. She relaxed as my Ţngertips dug into taut
muscles. łUm, that feels good. What about a spanking? Isnąt that
traditional?˛
łThatąs not enough.˛ I said. łRachel is a whore. Whether sheąs a virgin
or not she has a prostituteąs mentality. Iąm going to take advantage of
that. First, sheąs going to suffer public humiliation. Then sheąs going
to have a spanking, working up to a paddling, then the whip and Ţnally,
torture.˛ łWhat do you mean, public humiliation?˛ Mei asked, alarmed.
łYou said that before. What are you going to do?˛
łYouąll see. Now go back to sleep. We have a long day and a longer
night ahead of us.˛
łI canąt sleep now!˛ Mei protested. I chuckled. łSure you can.. Youąre
bodyąs still on West Coast time. For you itąs four in the morning.˛
łWell-I am just a little sleepy.˛ She admitted. She closed her eyes and
relaxed. I closed mine and started to doze, not sleeping, just letting
my mind drift. Visions of what I was going to do to Rachel ţoated past
my mindąs eye. Somewhere in there I fell asleep. When I woke up it was
ten oąclock. Mei was gone, the sheet where sheąd lain was cool. I got
up and took a shower then got dressed and went downstairs. Rachel was
coming out of the library when I appeared. She nodded a nervous
greeting. I yawned widely, and waved vaguely around. łSeen Mei?˛ I
asked, running my hands through my hair to help me wake up. łShe told
me she was going into town to pick up some groceries.˛ Rachel said,
shifting from foot to foot.
łDid you get any sleep?˛ I asked. She was wearing old faded jeans and
an oversized manąs workshirt. On her they looked good. She had braided
her hair again.
łA little. Paul, what are you going to do to me?˛ Rachel blurted. łNot
knowing that is part of your punishment.˛ I answered her. łBut I will
promise you this. After youąve been punished last night will be
forgotten, as though it had never been. And tomorrow night Iąll take
your virginity.˛ łIąm scared.˛ Rachel said. łIąm more frightened now
than I can ever remember being.˛
łThatąs part of your punishment too. All I will promise you is that you
wonąt be injured. There may be marks, but I wonąt scar you
permanently.˛ I took her hand, looking deep into her eyes. łYou fucked
up. Youąre going to be punished for it. And then you can get on with
your new life. All right?˛
łI guess it will have to be.˛ Rachel said. łHave you eaten yet?˛ I
asked. She nodded. łWell, Iąm starved.˛ łWould you like me to Ţx your
breakfast?˛ She asked difŢdently. I tilted my head.
łYou arenąt a slave girl now, Rachel. You donąt have to do that.˛ łI
want to.˛
łIt wonąt make any difference about tonight.˛ I warned her. She shook
her head.
łItąs not that. I know Iąm going to be punished, and I deserve it. But
at least I can say Iąm sorry.˛
łAll right.˛ I said. She turned to the kitchen. I went to the living
room. Racheląs check was still on the coffee table, where Mei had put
it. I picked it up, along with the house rules. Returning to the
kitchen I sat down and watched Rachel as she worked.
She was quick and competent, as sheąd have had to have been as the
oldest of six children. When she put my eggs on the table I gripped her
arm lightly. She turned to me in surprise. Not saying anything I
stuffed the check in her back pocket. She looked at me a long time,
trying to decide how to react. łI meant what I said last night.˛ I
said. łFor your bravery, for your daring.˛
łThank you.˛ She whispered. I let her go. She went to the refrigerator
and took out the orange juice. She poured a glass and put it in front
of me. Then she sat and watched me eat. After Iąd Ţnished I rinsed the
plate and put it in the drainer.
łI want to Ţnish going over the house rules with you.˛ I said. łCome
into the library.˛
Silently she obeyed. When we were both settled I drew out my copy of
the house rules.
łWeąve already covered the bill of rights. Basically, they state you
are safe from injury, disease, and pregnancy. Your possessions will
remain your own, and canąt be taken away from you or damaged, although
during your slavery you might be forbidden to use them. Any pets will
be treated as minor children and rigidly protected. Any questions on
that?˛ łNo. I understand.˛
łOK, now for day rules. First, during the day you are completely free
to come and go as you please. You may even leave and go home. Of
course, once that happens you canąt come back.˛
łI understand.˛ Rachel was blushing.
łSecond, youąll be paid an allowance. In return youąll be expected to
perform some task around the house. For example, cooking, cleaning,
laundry, etc. Since there are twelve girls nobody will be stuck doing a
great deal of drudgery.˛
łThat sounds fair.˛ Rachel said.
łIt will also help give you something to do. Youąll get two weeks of
vacation every year. Vacations will be staggered so that at least ten
girls are here at all times.˛
łWhen you arenąt working on the house you can do anything you like.
Unless Iąve speciŢcally forbidden it you can use anything in the house,
the pool, library, satellite dish, your particular ţeet car, or
whatever.˛ łFleet car?˛ Rachel asked.
łThe car Mei picked you up in is mine. My personal property, and nobody
touches it without my express permission. Each girl will be able to
select a car for the estateąs ţeet. That car becomes her personal
vehicle as long as she stays with us.˛
łYou mean I can choose a car? Any car?˛ Rachel asked. łSubject to my
approval.˛ I agreed.
łWow.˛ She breathed. łYou mentioned an allowance?˛ łFive hundred
dollars a week.˛ I said. I was deliberately baiting my trap. Rachel
really did have the outlook of a prostitute. This should bind her to
me.
łFive hundred dollars a week?˛ Rachel gasped. łOh my God!˛ łThatąs it
for the day rules. Now, for the night rules. Theyąre very simple. To
put it bluntly, you do what youąre told, or else.˛ łIąll be punished..˛
Rachel supplied.
łExactly.˛ I said. łTo be more speciŢc, you will be expected to perform
any act commanded of you, no matter how humiliating, no matter how
painful. It will be rare that youąre forced to do something you truly
loathe, but if it happens, it happens. Youąll always have the option of
leaving the next day.˛ łPlease, Mr. Reiner, I wish you wouldnąt keep
saying that.˛ Rachel pleaded. łIt makes me feel horrible.˛
łThat you can leave?˛ I asked, raising my eyebrows. łBut you can,
Rachel. In all honesty I hope you never do, but that choice has to be
left up to you. Otherwise, Iąd be playing the game for real, and that
must never happen.˛ łIąll do whatever Iąm told.˛ She said. łJust donąt
send me away, please.˛ She hung her head. I sighed.
łCall me Paul, would you? Listen to me very carefully, Rachel. Iąm
pissed at you. And tonight Iąm going to torture you. But I meant what I
said. If you want to stay, you can. After tonight, we start over.˛ łDo
you really think Iąm a whore?˛ Rachel asked me. I blinked, thrown off
stride by her sudden change of direction. I tried to frame my reply
diplomatically, but couldnąt.
łI think if you hadnąt found me you would have become one within two
years. I think youąve seriously considered it in the dead of the night.
I think-˛ I leaned forward. ł-that youąre so frightened of the
possibility youąd face torture to avoid it.˛
łAnd I think the Ţrst part of your punishment will be worse torture
than the physical agony youąll endure later tonight.˛ I watched her.
She was frightened right down to her toenails. Whether the Apache
heritage helped her control her fear I couldnąt guess. But she was
still functional. łThank you, sir.˛ She said, raising her head. łYou
son of a bitch.˛ I spread my hands.
łYou asked me.˛ I said helplessly. łAnd Iąve told you the truth. If you
donąt like my answer Iąm sorry. But I am right.˛ łDo you know how men
treat whores?˛ Rachel asked. łLike dirt. They use them, and they toss
them aside. They sneer and make jokes and all the time-˛ She burst into
tears.
She put her face in her hands and sobbed. I let her cry for a minute or
two then moved to her chair and put my arms around her. She resisted,
but I pulled her Ţrmly into a cuddle. Finally she put her arms around
my neck and wept against my chest. I didnąt say anything, didnąt move,
just held her. Just then Mei walked in. She saw Rachel crying against
me and did a very strange thing. Her expression became sympathetic and
she came and knelt by the chair, putting her head against Racheląs
back. Rachel stiffened and tried to pull away. I put my hand on the
back of head and forced her to be still. She was still crying, but
softly now, her grief spent. łYou want to tell me about it?˛ I asked
when the tears Ţnally stopped. łAbout what?˛ Rachel spoke into my
chest. łWhat everąs bothering you.˛ I said. łDonąt worry about Mei,
sheąs got a heart bigger than Texas. Your secrets are safe with us.˛
łYou canąt be serious!˛ Rachel said, pulling away and looking me in the
eye. łYouąre going to torture me tonight and you ask me whatąs the
problem? What the hell do you think is the problem?˛
łIt isnąt the torture.˛ I said. łMei, wouldnąt you be more comfortable
on the couch?˛
łYes, master. Bring Rachel. I think she needs to be hugged some more.˛
Smiling I picked up the girl and carried her to the couch. Mei sat on
Racheląs other side and hugged her from behind. łI feel like peanut
butter.˛ Rachel complained, but she didnąt try to break free.
łTell us, Rachel.˛ Mei invited softly. Rachel took a deep breath and
released it slowly.
łIąm not a whore.˛ She said softly. łWhores are dirty, theyąre stupid
and theyąre immoral sluts who canąt hold a steady job.˛ Mei looked as
though she were going to say something. I shook my head slightly and
she subsided. łMy mother told me about them. She said theyąre lazy and
donąt have the gumption to go out and get a real job, so they let men
fuck them so they wonąt have to work.˛
łMy father always told me and my sisters that he worked hard so weąd
never end up as putas.˛ She laughed bitterly. łAnd now hereąs his dear
sweet Rachel ending up the biggest puta of all.˛ łHave you ever met a
prostitute, Rachel?˛ Mei asked gently. łNo. Iąm not sure Iąd want to.˛
łI know several.˛ Mei said. łTheyąre nice people, Rachel. Friendly, and
kind, and gentle. They work hard for the money, as hard as anyone
else.˛ Rachel twisted to look at Mei in surprise. łI thought your
parents were rich.˛
łThey are. But I pick my own friends. The prostitutes I know are well
off. Without exception theyąre smart, and wise enough to prepare for
the day they have to retire.˛
łBut that canąt be!˛ Rachel protested.
łBut it can.˛ I said Ţrmly. łMei has several friends whoąre hookers.
You admit youąve never met one. She has the data, you donąt. That makes
her the expert.˛
łHave you ever met a whore?˛ Rachel demanded of me. łYes. Like Meiąs
friends, they were well off. The hookers youąre talking about exist,
Rachel. At the poverty level prostitution is a hellish way to make a
living. Between the pimps and the crazies, the drugs and the booze the
average whore doesnąt last much over Ţve years. They die off, or are
killed, or get lucky and get out.˛
I stared at her gravely. łTonight, Rachel, youąre going to become a
whore for me.˛
łWhat do you mean?˛ Rachel asked, trembling. Behind her Mei stared at
me, troubled.
łMei will take you into town, where youąll go to a store that sells
exotic apparel. Iąll give you the address and a list of what to buy.
There are changing rooms in the back, where youąll change clothes,
putting your own clothes in a bag.˛
łYouąll walk back to the car and give Mei your clothes. Sheąll then
drive back here. Dressed as a whore your next stop will be an adult
shop that sells bondage and discipline gear. Iąll give you that address
too. When you get there youąre going to buy something for me to hurt
you with.˛ łAsk the man at the counter for the most painful punishment
device they stock. Buy whatever he gives you. If he asks why you want
it, you are to tell him your master is going to punish you for
disobedience.˛ Rachel trembled in our embrace. łI canąt!˛ She
whimpered. łYou donąt have any alternative. Once you have the paddle,
or whip, or whatever, leave the store and walk around for a while.
Under no circumstances are you to avoid contact with other people. You
will be polite to anyone you meet, and friendly. If they want to talk
to you, talk to them as long as they like.˛
łEventually Iąll cruise by, like Iąm looking to pick up a hooker. Iąll
call you to the car, then you make a sales pitch. Pretend we donąt know
each other, youąre just a whore looking for a client.˛ łIąll let you
get in then Iąll bring you back here for the remainder of your
punishment.˛
łMaster, thatąs too much.˛ Mei protested softly. łSheąs frightened to
death of becoming a prostitute and now youąre forcing her to become
one.˛ łOnly in appearance.˛ I said. łOnly as a fantasy. Just as you
were a seventeen year-old virgin that had been kidnapped and raped.˛
łBut what if a man tries to hire me?˛ Rachel said. łI think Iąd die of
shame.˛ I shook my head.
łIf a john comes on to you, politely refuse. Tell him that you humbly
apologize, but your master has given you strict instructions and is
going to come for you soon.˛
łPaul, I donąt think I can do this.˛ Rachel trembled again. I hugged
her. łYou donąt have any choice. Youąre being punished. Besides, it
will do you a world of good to become a whore for just one night.˛
łWhat if I like it?˛ Rachel whispered. She was tense, her muscles hard
from it.
łThatąs the real problem, isnąt it?˛ I said gently. łYouąre afraid you
really are a whore. And that makes you ashamed, doesnąt it?˛ łYes.˛ She
whispered. Mei hugged her tightly. łIt doesnąt matter at all, Rachel.˛
She told the blushing girl. łA whore isnąt what you are, itąs what you
do. Being a whore is no different from being a secretary, or a stock
broker. Itąs just a job.˛ łNo.˛ Rachel shook her head. łNo.˛
łYes!˛ In an uncharacteristic gesture Mei shook Rachel, hard. Rachel
twisted in shock to look at the Chinese girl.
łListen to me!˛ Mei snapped, shaking Rachel again. I drew back, content
to trust the oriental girląs instincts.
łOne of the dearest friends I have in the world is Susan Yee. Sheąs a
prostitute. I donąt know any human being who has a warmer heart that
Susie, or whoąs a Ţner person. Sheąs gotten me out of more than one
scrape, and I love her dearly. Just remember that the next time you bad
mouth whores.˛ Mei was genuinely angry. Rachel stared at her open
mouthed. Then she lowered her head.
łForgive me, Mei. I wasnąt insulting your friends. Itąs just that all
my life Iąve been told that being a whore was the worst thing a woman
could be.˛
Shifting moods Mei hugged Rachel.
łI know. I shouldnąt have gotten angry with you. You canąt help how you
were raised. I know itąs hard for you to understand. But a prostitute
can be a Ţner person than a priest. Itąs whatąs inside that counts,
what a person is, not what they do.˛
łRachel.˛ I said. Rachel turned to me. Leaning forward I took her head
in my hands and kissed her. She sat stock still, not knowing how to
respond, or if she should.
I broke away and smiled at her.
łTonight, slave girl, you will be a whore because I command it.
Tomorrow you might be a rich heiress stolen away by slavers. The night
after that you might be a fourteen year-old runaway whoąs been found
and raped by a motorcycle gang.˛
łSo youąre saying itąs a game.˛ Rachel said slowly. łOnly when you
arenąt playing.˛ I said. łWhile you are a slave the game is real.
Tonight youąll be an eighteen year-old runaway that decided to become a
hooker. Itąs your Ţrst night, and youąre a virgin. You Ţgure that will
bring a high price.˛
łWhat it will bring you is soul shattering agony, and total
enslavement. Tonight you remain a virgin. Any orgasms you have tonight
will be from pain, not pleasure. I will demand everything from you, and
you will give it.˛ łTonight Iąm going to rape your soul. Tomorrow Iąm
going to rape your body.˛ Rachel stared at me, her face Ţlled with
naked longing. łYes, master!˛ She cried. Then, realizing what sheąd
just said, and that sheąd meant it, she cringed, trying to hide her
embarrassment. Mei put her arms around the mortiŢed girl.
łCongratulations, Rachel. Youąre discovering the joys of slavery.˛ Mei
said, comforting the larger girl.
łIąm so embarrassed.˛ Rachel muttered.
łGood.˛ I said. She looked at me, hurt. łThis is part of your
punishment, Rachel. Humiliation is very effective discipline for a
slave girl. Some slaves learn to crave it, as they would the whip.˛
łWill I?˛ Rachel asked. I shrugged.
łIf you do, it will make you a better slave.˛ I said. Mei brightened.
łMaster, do you think thatąs true?˛ Mei asked. I considered. łI guess
it depends on the girl. You please me now, Mei. I have no reason to
punish you. See that it remains that way.˛ łYes, master.˛ She said.
łSpeaking of pleasing me, Rachel said you went to get groceries?˛ łYes,
master. I was just coming to get you to help me put them away. And then
I was distracted.˛ She smiled at Rachel fondly. The Amerind girl smiled
back, shyly.
łI also found a car Iąd like to drive.˛
łReally?˛ I asked, sitting up. łWhat kind?˛ łA Celica All-Trac Turbo.˛
Mei answered. łItąs a lot like your car, but not as powerful of
course.˛
łTurbo-charged, all wheel drive, and a good cargo capacity for itąs
class.˛ I nodded. łWhat color?˛
łMaroon.˛ She said. łWith maroon leather interior.˛ łWell, letąs get
the groceries in and weąll go into town and pick it up. Rachel, you
might think about what you want too.˛ łI donąt understand.˛
łWhat kind of car.˛
łBut-are you sure?˛ Rachel asked, hopeful but hesitant. łYes.˛ I said
Ţrmly. łYouąre part of the family now.˛ łThank you.˛ She seemed
overwhelmed. We went and put the groceries away. I decided to take the
pickup since that was the only thing that would comfortably hold the
three of us. The trip to town was uneventful and we got to the Toyota
dealership about one oąclock. I let Mei deal with the salesmen. Rachel
and I wandered around the show room. Rachel kept gravitating toward a
dressed up off-road pickup. I watched in amusement as she kept orbiting
the truck as she looked around the showroom. I think sheąd found her
car.
So to speak. After a few minutes of haggling Mei led the salesman over
to me and we went to deal with the paperwork. He didnąt bat an eye when
I signed a check for the car, merely accepting it and giving Mei the
keys. It was even smoother than it had been at the Honda place. I went
out with Mei and looked at her new car, or rather the estateąs new car.
It was lovely, like Mei herself. A curvaceous body, dark tinted glass,
and a rear spoiler right out of Star Wars. I gave her some instructions
to help with Racheląs punishment tonight and sent her on her way. When
I went back to the showroom I found Rachel in front of the black
pickup. She was absorbed, and didnąt see me come in. Surprisingly no
salesmen were hovering about, perhaps it was Racheląs clothing. After
all, faded blue jeans and an old workshirt hardly scream buying
potential. łYou like it, donąt you?˛ I asked quietly. Rachel jumped,
startled. łPaul, you scared me.˛ She said. łYes, I like it. But itąs
way too expensive.˛ I ambled over and looked at the price tag. I
whistled. łThey want eighteen thousand for a pickup truck?˛ I asked
incredulously. I scanned the features list and began to understand.
This thing had more toys on it than the 959 did. I walked around it,
considering. Power windows, mirrors, brakes and steering. Automatic
transmission. ETR radio. Big fuel-injected engine, four wheel drive on
demand. It had a power retracted antenna, for Peteąs sake!˛
In other words, it wasnąt just a truck anymore. Rachel stood forlorn,
wanting the truck but knowing she couldnąt have it. I hate that look,
Iąve had it too often myself.
Sensing my interest the same salesman who sold Mei her car came by.
łCan we sell you a truck today?˛ He asked, grinning, practicing good
PR. He knew from experience I was just browsing. łThis truck.˛ I asked.
łIs it prepped?˛
łYes, sir!˛ The man couldnąt believe his luck. łWe could roll it out of
the showroom in ten minutes for you.˛
Rachel had a look of guarded hope. I turned to her. łWell, get in. See
if you like it.˛ Slowly, as though she couldnąt believe it, she did.
She closed the door so gently it didnąt even latch. The look on her
face convinced me. łIąll take it.˛ I said. łBut youąre going to have to
come down on the price a bit.˛ We left Rachel sitting in the truck, her
eyes darting everywhere as she took in the truckąs interior.
It was a hard haggle, and the salesman knew I wanted the truck. Heąd
seen enough cases of love at Ţrst sight. But the fact that Iąd already
bought another car (!), and the hint that I might buy others, coupled
with a quick credit check, Ţnally brought the price down to
seventeen-Ţve, delivered. It took about twenty minutes.
Then, of course, they had to get the truck out. The truck was near the
center of the showroom, three other cars had to be moved out to make a
path. There was much hustle and bustle. Rachel walked beside the truck
as it moved to the doors and outside. She put one hand on the truckąs
hood, not believing it was really going to be hers. When I gave her the
keys she hugged me, nearly knocking us both down. She was radiant,
ecstatic.
łItąs getting late, Rachel. Do you know the way back home?˛ łYes. Just
follow the state route south, right?˛ łRight. Hereąs the keys to the
house. Mei will be back after you are, let her in when she gets home.
Iąve got some things to take care of here in town, Iąll be back before
you have to leave for town.˛ At the reference to her punishment she
stiffened. Then she smiled and relaxed, and leaned up to whisper.
łMaster, youąve been so kind to me. I will be the best whore you ever
had.˛ Then she got in the truck and left. Smiling myself I left to run
my errands. Rachel was going to be the only whore Iąd ever had.

Chapter 12 Favor

There were several errands. First, I stopped by the bank and arranged
to withdraw Ţfteen thousand to replace the cash reserves Iąd used to
buy Akiąs car. The bank assured me the funds would be available the
next day for pickup.
Then I went to the shop where Rachel was going to buy her whoring
clothes. Iąd made a point to frequent the red light district in Pine
Ridge, and made friends with most of the owners of the stores, shops,
and clubs. Many knew me as a favorite customer, others as a silent
(very silent!) partner. The owner of Exotic Fashions was a partner. She
was a thirty-Ţve year-old named Jenny Ramnaird. Exotic Fashions had
been failing when Iąd begun my hobby almost a year ago. Jennyąs
customers had been mainly hookers with an occasional kinky housewife. A
little judicious money, a little squeeze here and there to the Chamber
of Commerce, a tasteful and subdued advertising campaign, and Exotic
Fashions had developed a thriving mail order business. Women who
wouldnąt be caught dead in the red light district thought nothing about
ordering a sexy nightgown through the mail. Jennyąs business had
tripled nearly overnight. Sheąd even hired a few of the less successful
hookers to handle the load.
łPaul!˛ Jenny greeted me warmly. I grinned. łHi, Jenny. Listen, we need
to talk. Got a minute?˛ łFor you? Of course. Linda, take over for me,
would you?˛ Linda, a pretty Cuban girl that I knew used to be a hooker,
came from the back. With a knowing grin she came behind the counter.
łNow, what can I do for you?˛ Jenny asked when we were alone in her
ofŢce. łTwo things. But Ţrst, howąs business?
łIn the black, thank heavens.˛ Jenny replied. łProjected sales are
going right through the roof.˛
łThatąs terriŢc. Now, I need a favor.˛
łWhat?˛
łI want you to take back my Ţve percent.˛ I said. łIn exchange for a
very special favor. You know about my collection?˛ łOf course. Howąs it
going?˛
łIąve got one named Mei Wu.˛ I said. łA perfect slave, and if Iąm not
careful I may fall in love with her. Number twoąs giving me some
trouble, though. Iąm having to punish her. Thatąs why I need your
help.˛ łListen, Paul, you know I hate that sort of stuff.˛ Jenny said.
łWhips and chains leave me cold.˛
łI know that.˛ I said soothingly. łIąll take care of that part of it.
What I need from you is a changing booth.˛
łSay what?˛
łThe girląs name is Rachel Two-Feathers. She has this thing about
prostitution, a real love-hate relationship. Sheąs afraid if she lets
herself go sheąll turn into a whore. Itąs got her scared silly.˛ łSo
where do I come in?˛
łItąs a long story, Jenny. The upshot is sheąs going to pose as a
hooker tonight, on the street. Sheąll only be there a couple of hours,
and sheąs not actually going to turn any tricks.˛
łAgain, where do I come in?˛
łSheąs coming here to buy an outŢt to make her look like a whore.
Crotchless panties, a slit mini skirt, and some sort of skimpy top. You
know the drill.˛ Jenny nodded.
łI want you to have a dressing room for Rachel to change in. Sheąll put
her clothes in a bag and wear what she buys out the door.˛ łThatąs
hardly worth your Ţve percent.˛ Jenny said. łWhatąs the catch?˛ łI want
to make sure sheąs kept safe.˛ I said. łSpread the word sheąs not to be
hassled. Anybody whoąs kind to her can expect good fortune.˛ łWith you
as the fairy godfather, no doubt. Paul, this is less than smart.˛ Jenny
said. łEven in a small place like Pine Ridge there are crazies.˛ łI
know. Thatąs why I want you to spread the word.˛ I said. łThatąs why
Iąm giving you back my Ţve percent.˛
łKeep the damn share.˛ Jenny said. łIąll do you a favor now. You helped
me, but damn it, this isnąt smart. Why donąt you give up your idea of a
harem? Or failing that keep it the hell to yourself?˛ łBecause thatąs
not how the game is played. Besides, I think Rachel needs this. By
giving her some positive feedback about hooking I can defuse some of
the guilt.˛
łAnd leave her totally submissive to you.˛ Jenny said. łSometimes I
wonder about you, Paul. Youąre a good person, why are you fooling
around with that whips and chains shit?˛
łJenny, if I didnąt know you so well Iąd think you were envious.˛ Jenny
snorted. łCatch me letting you chain me down! What I canąt understand
is what you see in it. Or why a girl would let you.˛ I stared at her,
letting a smile spread slowly across my face. łDown boy!˛ Jenny said,
alarmed. łDonąt be getting no ideas in your head, now!˛
łYou wonąt know unless you try it.˛ I said dreamily. Jenny scooted her
chair back. She eyed me warily.
łPaul, donąt even think about it.˛
łYou carry leather restraints, donąt you?˛ I asked, grinning evilly.
She swallowed.
łLook.˛ She said weakly. łA joke is a joke, but youąre scaring me.˛ I
got up and walked over to her. łHavenąt you ever wondered?˛ I asked.
She shook her head, really uneasy now. łNever? Youąve never fantasized
about being tied up and raped?˛
łPaul, please. Iąm too busy for this.˛ Jenny whined. She squeaked as I
pulled her upright, staring deep into her eyes. łDo you know what I did
to Mei on her Ţrst night?˛ I murmured. Jenny shook her head, held by my
gaze.
łI tied her hands behind her back very tightly, then her elbows. It
hurt her a little at Ţst, but she adjusted. Then I tied her legs apart
and felt her up while I was interviewing other harem candidates on the
phone.˛ łGod.˛ Jenny whispered.
łThen I made her pretend it was her seventeenth birthday. She was
kidnapped and chained spread eagle to a bed.˛
łPlease, Paul, donąt tell me this.˛ Jenny protested. But her pupils
were dilating, a sure sign of interest.
łI stripped her naked, Jenny, I made her masturbate until she came.
Then I licked her pussy until she came again. And then I raped her
virgin cunt.˛ łOh, my God!˛ Jenny stared at me in fascination. łShe
didnąt come from having her cherry popped. She was too wet to feel any
friction. I came in her cunt, then pulled out and forced her to lick my
cock clean. It was covered with a mixture of her cunt juice, my sperm,
and her virginąs blood.˛ Maintaining eye contact I reached out and
undid the buttons of her blouse. She shivered, but didnąt try and stop
me. I pulled the blouse from her skirt and brushed it off her
shoulders. She let it fall, still watching me.
łWe 69ąed for a while, with me on top. Mei was still chained
spread-eagled.˛ I continued, my hands seeking the snap on her skirt.
When I found it she bleated and put her hands on mine as though to stop
me. Leaning forward slowly I started to kiss her. Her eyes closed and
her mouth parted. Her hands fell away as our lips met. She trembled
violently. My tongue met hers and she moaned deep in her throat. I
unzipped her skirt and let it fall.
łAfter my cock was hard again.˛ I whispered in her ear. łI told her I
was going to rape her mouth. It took three tries, Jenny, but on the
third thrust I slid all the way down her throat.˛ I ran my hands over
her silky slip, squeezing her buttocks. Jenny moaned softly, tilting
her head back. łAnd then,˛ I murmured, łI turned her onto her belly and
chained her again. I put both pillows under her hips, lifting her ass
high off the bed.˛ I pulled the shoulder straps of her slip down,
skinning the slip downward, to puddle around her feet. Her breathing
was fast and shallow, she was aroused.
She was wearing some of her own stock, a lacy bra and tiny panties that
werenąt quite a g-string.
łAnd then, Jenny darling-˛ I said, pulling her against me. Jenny gasped
as her breasts ţatted against my chest. ł-I began to prepare her for
the ultimate act of violation.˛
I unhooked Jennyąs bra, pulling it down her arms. Jenny closed her eyes
and blushed as her large breasts were revealed, nipples erect. She had
big fat nipples, that took up the whole aureole. I cupped them in my
hands, feeling the weight of them.
łPlease, stop this.˛ She begged.
łIąll make you a deal, Jenny.˛ I whispered, leaning close and kissing
her again. łIf you arenąt wet Iąll stop. If you are, then you let me
show you what girls see in bondage.˛
łNo.˛ She protested feebly. I knelt, and pulled her panties down. Then
I put my hand between her legs. She drew in a sharp breath as my Ţngers
probed her sodden pussy. She cried out, trying to stiţe it but failing.
łPaul, please, theyąll hear us.˛ She gasped. I pushed a Ţnger into her
cunt, feeling the heat and wetness. I stood. łThen Iąll just have to
gag you, Jenny.˛ I said softly, smiling, looking deep in her eyes.
łNow, step over to your desk. Silently she obeyed me. I gathered up her
clothes into a ball.
łFace toward the back of the ofŢce. Put your legs up against the desk.˛
I commanded her. She did so.
łIąm going to be right back. If you move a hair before I return Iąll
punish you. Do you understand?˛
łY-y-yes.˛
łIąm going to take your clothes and give them to Linda. Then Iąm going
to break out some of the bondage gear you sell, including a paddle-just
in case. Can I trust you not to move, or will I have to call Linda in
to watch you?˛
łI wonąt move!˛ Jenny said quickly. I nodded. łThatąs a good girl. Iąll
be right back.˛ łPaul!˛ She called just as I touched the door. łYes?˛
łYou-youąll need a rubber.˛ Jenny blushed. łThank you for reminding me.˛
I took her clothes and left the ofŢce. The shop was empty, it rarely
had customers this time of the day. Going to the counter I put Jennyąs
clothes in front of Linda.
The Cuban girląs eyes got very wide and she stared at me. łI want a set
of neck cuffs, a three foot spreader bar, a ball gag, a leather paddle,
a jar of Vaseline, and a pack of your best condoms. And if you say one
word youąll Ţnd out exactly why I want them. Do you understand?˛
Linda had been a hooker, she knew when to mind her own business. She
nodded silently and bolted to get what Iąd asked for. It took her only
a couple of minutes.
łVery good. Put these behind the counter, Iąll be wanting them again.˛
Without speaking Linda did as she was bid. łOh, Linda.˛ I said.
łYes?˛ She watched me, eyes dancing.
łYou used to be a hooker right?˛ Slowly, she nodded. łDid a trick ever
tie you up and punish you?˛ łNo, Mr. Reiner.˛ Her eyes got very big and
she became very still. łJennyąs a good friend of mine.˛ I said slowly
and distinctly. łIt would be terrible if rumors were to circulate, know
what I mean?˛ łYes, Mr. Reiner.˛
łFine.˛ Smiling at the girl I took the bondage gear and walked sedately
back to Jennyąs ofŢce.
She hadnąt moved. She jumped when the door opened, turning her head to
look over her shoulder. When she saw what I carried she almost
collapsed. łCome here, Jenny.˛ I said sternly. Meekly she walked over
to me. łTurn around.˛
She turned away from me quickly. Her body wasnąt up to the standards
Iąd set, but she wasnąt ugly by any means. Maybe just a little heavier
than she should be.
łHave you been thinking about what I did to Mei?˛ I asked her. łHold up
your hair.˛
łY-y-yes.˛ Her voice trembled.
łDid you know she came six times?˛
łNo.˛
łI believe I was talking about preparing her for the ultimate
violation. Any ideas about what that might be?˛
łNo.˛ Jenny ţinched as I closed the collar about her neck. I worked
carefully, not wanting to pinch her.
łPut your hands behind your back.˛ I commanded. Docilely she did so. I
put her left wrist in the lower cuff and fastened it shut. Then the
right wrist went into the upper cuff.
The neck cuffs she wore consisted of a collar with a broad leather
strap going down the middle of the back. Buckled to it was another
strap with leather wrist cuffs. The second strap could be adjusted,
pulling the arms upward almost to the collar, if you were cruel. Long
before that point, however, the tautness of the strap made it
impossible for the victim to free herself. łThe ultimate violation is
being raped in the ass. Do you know what Iąm talking about?˛
łOh, god, I hope not!˛ Jenny said.
łKneel.˛ I instructed her. She did so, awkward in her unaccustomed
restraint. Walking around in front of her I began to undress. She
trembled. łI think you know exactly what I mean. Anyway, Mei was so wet
I decided she didnąt need any Vaseline. I used two Ţngers to scoop her
pussy juice out of her hole and then I shoved both Ţngers up her
asshole.˛ łOh, no! You wonąt do that to me, will you?˛ Jenny asked,
trembling. Ignoring her question I undid my pants and slid them down,
underwear and all. Naked I straightened up. Jennyąs eyes widened when
she saw how big my erect cock was.
łThatąs huge.˛ She gasped.
łSee what bondage does for a girl? Itąs not huge, itąs only a couple of
inches longer than normal. And maybe a half inch thicker.˛ I chuckled.
I stepped forward and took her head in my hands. łHave you ever sucked
cock before?˛ I asked, brushing the head of my penis against her
cheeks.
łYes. But I canąt deep throat.˛ She said anxiously. łDonąt worry. Iąm
not going to shove this monster down your throat. Iąll save that for
the other end of your alimentary canal. Just give me a blow job,
Jenny.˛
She took me in her mouth, careful not to take me too deep. As her
conŢdence grew her blow job got better. She used her tongue in ways
that Mei had never thought of, and hollowed her cheeks for a delightful
suction. I made notes, determined that I would teach my harem some of
this. I let her fellate me for a long time, enjoying the feel of her
mouth. When I was excited enough I pulled away.˛
łStand up, Jenny. Go stand against the desk like you did before. Iąm
going to paddle you.˛
łNo, please!˛ She begged, standing up and backing away. łDo it.˛ I
barked. Biting her lip she reluctantly went to stand against her desk.
I painstakingly cleared a space in front of her. łBend over.˛ I said.
Frightened now, she did so. łSpread your legs.˛ Letting her weight rest
on the desk her ankles slid apart. Quickly I attached one ankle to the
spreader bar. She wasnąt quite spread enough so I had to shove her legs
apart another six inches.
With both legs imprisoned in the leather cuffs I began to stroke her
clitoris.
łUnh! Oh, Paul fuck me please!˛ Jenny moaned. I smiled and picked up
the paddle.
łYou can scream if you like.˛ I said conversationally. łLinda will hear
you, but she knows whatąs happening. Chances are the shopąs empty of
customers. But you never know.˛ I brought the paddle down with a loud
crack. Jenny jumped and exhaled suddenly. The second swat on her other
cheek made her whimper.
łPlease, no more! Fuck me in the ass if you want, but donąt paddle me!˛
łIąm in control now, Jenny. Iąll stop swatting you when I want to, not
to please you. Do you understand?˛
łYes.˛ The next swat she bore in silence, and the fourth. Number Ţve
made her shudder and inhale sharply. I delayed number six a half beat
and was rewarded by a short cry. I gave her two more on each cheek and
dropped the paddle. Jenny was crying now. Positioning myself behind her
I pushed into her pussy with one smooth quick thrust. She whiplashed
under me, a low guttural moan escaping her.
łOh, yes, fuck me. Unh, oh god!˛ She panted, trying to meet my thrusts,
unable to because of the bondage. Frustration fed her Ţre, she groaned
again. I stepped up the pace. This wasnąt Mei, whoąs pussy lubricated
so much she couldnąt feel a manąs cock in her. This was a mature woman
who hadnąt been fucked in a long time, who was aroused half out of her
mind, in pain and afraid. She groaned and whimpered as I fucked her,
feeling every glorious motion I made, unable to respond. The
frustration built up in her, I could feel her belly muscles tightening
spasmodically and I knew she wasnąt far from orgasm.
łPaul, oh, yes, yes, please, fuck me harder, harder!˛ She was groaning
loudly, I wondered if Linda could hear. When Jenny came she tensed and
froze, making little crying noises. Her pussy clenched, relaxed, and
clenched again. I slammed into her and felt her cunt ţutter against my
cock. Then she collapsed. Slowly I withdrew, not having come. Which, I
realized belatedly, was a good thing. I hadnąt been wearing a condom.
Jenny was blowing like a horse that had been run too hard. As she
recovered I took the Vaseline and liberally coated my cock with it. The
slippery stuff was arousing in itąs own right. łThat was fantastic.˛
She said. łI donąt think Iąve ever come that hard before.˛
łIt isnąt over yet.˛ I said, coating my Ţnger with petroleum jelly.
łWhat do you mean?˛ She asked, alarmed. She jerked when I rubbed her
anus. łPaul, what are you doing?˛ Panic edged her voice. łPreparing
you, just like I prepared Mei. Have you ever been fucked in the ass
before?˛
łNo I havenąt! Paul, please, donąt do that!˛ She tried to straighten up
but I pressed her back easily.
łThen youąll be losing your virginity again.˛ I said. łHow many years
has it been since you lost your cherry?˛
łPaul, it will hurt!˛ She objected.
łIf you Ţght me Iąll paddle you again.˛ I warned her. I quickly
retrieved the ball gag and forced it into her mouth. The elastic band
slipped over her head, pinning the ball in place. She groaned in
frustration, then in fear as my Ţnger penetrated her. She tensed up.
łNo, Jenny.˛ I chided her. łYou have to relax. If you donąt, the pain
will make you cry. Iąll give you thirty seconds. After that, ready or
not Iąm going to ream you good. Now relax. Itąs for your own comfort.˛
I guided my cock against her asshole. Thirty seconds passed and she was
still taut as a bowstring.
łIąm sorry, Jenny, I did warn you.˛ I pushed. She resisted, moaning
into her gag. Nothing happened. I pressed again, then used a trick Iąd
read about once. Reaching under her I took her nipples between thumb
and foreŢnger of each hand and squeezed, hard. She gasped in pain and
her asshole spasmed, opening up for an instant. Because I was putting
pressure on it I plunged three inches into her before I could stop. She
shuddered and screamed, the sound mufţed by the ball in her mouth.
I paused, feeling the tightness of her anal passage. Jenny was weeping,
hurt and afraid now. Her asshole was a vise around my invading cock. I
pressed harder, sinking another two inches. Jenny moaned. I seemed to
hit a yielding barrier. Standing on tip toe I shifted the angle of my
penetration downward and shoved again. I sank in to the hilt. Jenny
groaned. I withdrew, feeling her insides shifting to return to their
normal state. Then I thrust again. I continued to make long slow
thrusts. Jenny soon relaxed, having adjusted to being fucked in the
ass. Her muscles relaxed, loosening her. I increased my pace. Reaching
between her legs I began to manipulate her clitoris. I slipped two
Ţngers into her cunt.
Each time I thrust she grunted, and our bodies smacked together. łMei
came twice while being raped up the ass. And all the lubrication she
had was her pussy juice on my cock.˛ I whispered in her ear, leaning
down over her.
Unable to speak she just groaned and let me rape her ass. łThe second
time she came.˛ I said. łShe fainted. I fucked her for close to two
minutes before I came. She stayed unconscious all that time. And all
from orgasm.˛ I could feel my own approaching.
łIf youąre going to come, youąd better hurry. I warned her. łIąm about
ready to explode. Youąre going to feel sperm splashing in your body.
Have you ever let a man come in you without a condom before?˛ She shook
her head. I grabbed the paddle from the desk top and started to spank
her. She shrieked in protest, especially when I started hitting her
hard. But the paddling was having the desired result. Take a normal
woman. Put her near orgasm and begin to use a paddle on her and I
guarantee sheąll come, quicker and harder than sheąs ever done in her
life. During the plateau stage of sex the nervous system is overloaded.
Pain becomes pleasure, pleasure becomes ecstasy, until the Ţnal almost
epileptic seizure that is orgasm.
Jenny came, groaning and sobbing. I dropped the paddle on the ţoor and
slammed into her one last time. Her orgasm made me lose control, I
spurted into her with an intensity that left me weak. I recovered Ţrst,
easing my limp cock out of her ass. I checked for tell-tale traces of
red or brown but didnąt see either. I hadnąt made her bleed, and she
must not have eaten recently. Or she had a deeper ass than Mei did.
Before sheąd completely recovered I had freed her from the spreader bar
and the neck cuffs. I removed the gag, making her yelp as she tried to
close a jaw whose muscles were unaccustomed to being held forced open.
Finally I freed the collar.
Painfully she stood up. Turning to me she hugged me weakly. łThank
you.˛ She said.
łAre you sorry you let me seduce you?˛ I asked. łNo.˛ She smiled at me.
łI just wish youąd done it sooner.˛ łSo how was your Ţrst experience
with bondage? I know you came twice, once when I was fucking your cunt,
the second when I was raping your ass.˛ łGod, it was wonderful! I canąt
believe it felt like that. Now I understand why you can build a harem.
That Mei must be one lucky girl. And Racheląs still got her deţowering
to look forward to.˛ She chuckled. łCall me kinky but Iąd have loved to
have seen Meiąs Ţrst time with you.˛ łThat can be arranged.˛ I nodded.
łWhat? How?˛
łI video taped it. If you promise me you wonąt breath a word to anyone
Iąll let you come to the house and watch the tape.˛ łIąd like that. And
Iąd like to meet her.˛ łLet me go get your clothes. Are you OK?˛ łMy
ass feels sunburned, and Iąm sore as hell, but it was worth it.˛
Smiling I handed Jenny the Vaseline. łHave a memento of our encounter.
You were wonderful, Jenny.˛ I dressed hurriedly, then went to retrieve
her clothes.
Linda looked at me, not daring to ask. As she handed me Jennyąs clothes
I smiled at her and held up two Ţngers. Then I winked at her. I stayed
while Jenny dressed and escorted her back to the counter. Other than
walking a bit stifţy she showed no outward signs that sheąd been raped
and sodomized while bound helplessly. Linda disappeared without a word.
łSheąll tell everyone.˛ Jenny said worriedly. łI never thought of
that.˛ łI did.˛ I said cheerfully. łA little old-fashioned intimidation
goes a long way.˛
łThanks. I wasnąt looking forward to the rumors.˛ Jenny said. Giving
her a quick kiss I left, checking my watch. It was just a little after
three. It had been an experience. Iąd never anticipated seducing Jenny,
it had just sort of happened. But I was glad it had, Jenny had enjoyed
herself. Then I made the rounds of district. I wrote several checks for
shocking sums of money. I exacted certain promises, and made others.
Done with my errands I headed home. On the way I stopped for a quick
bite to eat. Finally arriving home I signaled the gate open with the
truckąs spare transmitter. Meiąs car was pulled behind Racheląs truck
on the drive. I put the truck away. By the time I got to the girlsą
vehicles the two of them had burst out of the house to meet me.
łMaster, itąs beautiful, thank you!˛ Mei said, hugging me. łYou must
try it!˛ Rachel was more restrained, she hung back while I embraced the
Chinese girl.
łHello, Rachel.˛ I smiled. She seemed ready to burst with suppressed
excitement.
łI need to ask you something.˛ She said breathlessly. łHow does a slave
girl thank her master for giving her something sheąd never even dreamed
existed?˛ I tilted my head, a smile playing over my mouth. łShe usually
starts by kneeling.˛ I answered solemnly. łBut if I were you Iąd wait.
You wouldnąt want to scrape your knees on the driveway.˛ Rachel looked
at me, then broke into a helpless giggle. She put her hand over her
mouth.
łI like your dress by the way.˛ I complimented the Apache girl. łVery
becoming.˛
łThank you, Paul.˛ She pirouetted slowly. She was wearing a rather
short dress of a blue silky material. It fell straight from her
shoulders, accenting her Ţgure by draping across her curves. łMei
brought it for me. She said it was a gift from you. And everything
under it too.˛ Rachel didnąt blush, she was referring no doubt to the
lingerie. Iąd had Mei use her own judgment. Sheąd succeeded admirably.
łYou did well.˛ I complimented her. Mei smiled. łNow, I hate to break
up this mutual admiration society, but weąve got some planning to do.
If you would, Iąd like both of you to come into the library.˛ In good
spirits Rachel and Mei followed me into the house.

Chapter 13 Plans

łSit down, both of you. Weąve got a little over two and a half hours
before itąs time. Thereąs still a lot to do. Mei, did you get
everything Ţnished on your end?˛
łYes, master. Everythingąs ready.˛
łRachel, I have to ask you one more time. Are you absolutely positive
you want to go through with this? Once it begins, it wonąt end until I
decide youąve had enough.˛
łIąm sure.˛ Rachel said. łI deserve to be punished. I was a fool for
even thinking about leaving. I want to stay. Please?˛ łAll right.˛ I
said. łHereąs the deal. Mei will take you into town and drop you in
front of a shop called Exotic Fashions. Hereąs some money, I want you
to buy a new outŢt. A very special outŢt.˛ łI want you to buy a pair of
crotchless panties. Over these you should wear a miniskirt slit at both
hips up to the belt. You can choose whatever top you like, but it has
to bare both your shoulders and your midriff. Thin straps are OK,
strapless would be better. No bra.˛ łAnd Ţnally, a pair of thonged
sandals, the kind that reach up to your knees. Oh, and a very small
purse to hold your money.˛ łYou want me to wear that in public?˛ Rachel
asked, aghast. łIąll be arrested for indecent exposure!˛
łNot if you take small steps.˛ I said with a straight face. łOf course,
hookers do tend to strut.˛ Rachel looked puzzled, then blushed as she
caught my meaning.
łOnce youąve changed clothes youąre to put your own outŢt in a bag and
carry it out to Mei. The two of you will then walk to the DBA
bookstore. On the second ţoor they sell bondage gear and discipline
items. Rachel, youąre going to walk up to the man behind the counter
and ask him for the most painful punishment device they sell. Buy
whatever he gives you and give it to Mei. Sheąll leave you there.˛
łThen I want you to wander around the red light district for a while.
Pretend youąre a whore. Make no attempt to avoid anyone, talk to anyone
that speaks to you. If someone tries to pick you up, tell them youąre
sorry, but that your master has given you strict instructions and heąll
be coming to pick you up soon.˛
łWhat if somebody gets rough or something?˛ Rachel asked. łThis is
dangerous.˛
łMei and I will be close by all the time. Ignore us unless you get into
real trouble, then scream like a wounded banshee. If you start to go
off with someone weąll be all over them before anything can happen. But
be careful, OK?˛
łRight.˛ She shivered.
łAfter Iąve decided youąve had enough Iąll drive by in the pickup. Iąll
stop by the curb and call you over. If other hookers come with you
donąt protest. Iąll pick you out and send them packing. You still have
to make a pitch though, and better make it convincing.˛
łFrom that point on, youąre a whore. Any break in character will earn
you extra punishment, which you donąt need. You donąt know me, youąre
an eighteen year-old runaway whoąs going to sell her virginity and make
some money. And we take it from there. Any questions?˛ łHow much do I
ask for?˛ Rachel said. łWhatąs the going rate for cherries?˛ I grinned
at her. łWhatever the market will bear. You might ask some of your
colleagues.˛
Rachel stuck her tongue out at me.
łNow, now, Rachel.˛ I said. łSeriously, and I mean this, enjoy yourself
tonight. This opportunity will never come again your entire life. Iąm
forcing you, and it will hurt, but there will be compensations.˛ łYes,
Paul.˛
łThen letąs get to it. Rachel, I need to talk to Mei privately for a
minute, OK?˛
Rachel rose quickly. łIąll be in my room.˛ She left. Mei studied me
carefully. łWhat is it master?˛ łWhen Iąm through with Rachel sheąs
going to be one sore little girl. I want you to comfort her. Massage
her, rub lotion over the worst places, and so on.˛
łOf course, master.˛ Mei said, nodding. łThat will ease her pain.˛ łAnd
after youąve eased her pain I want you to seduce her.˛ I said softly.
łWhat?˛ Mei asked, looking troubled.
łSeduce her. Make love to her with your hands and your mouth and
anything else that you can think of. Bring her to multiple orgasms.
Then make her do the same to you.˛
łMaster, Iąve never made love to another woman.˛ Mei answered softly,
eyes downcast.
łAre you saying you wonąt?˛ I asked.
łNo!˛ She denied quickly. łI just donąt know how, thatąs all.˛ łYou
know the things that make you come.˛ I pointed out. łJust do the same
to Rachel.˛
łIąll try, master.˛ Mei said uncertainly. Going to her I kissed her.
She responded instantly, totally. Breaking the kiss I stared deep into
her eyes. łIt will make me very happy to have you make love to Rachel.˛
I whispered. łWill you do it?˛
łOh, yes, master!˛ Mei breathed.
łNow, letąs get ready, shall we?˛

Chapter 14 Sherry

An hour and a half later Meiąs Celica was rolling out the gate. I gave
her a ten minute head start and followed in the truck. By the time I
reached the red light district Mei and Rachel were already headed for
DBA. I whistled when I saw Racheląs outŢt. She really did look like a
whore. Finding a parking place wasnąt easy, and by the time I had Mei
was already walking back to her car.
łHowąd it go?˛ I greeted her. She smiled. łYou should have seen the
manąs face when Rachel asked for the Śmost painful thing youąve gotą. I
thought heąd lost his voice for a minute.˛ She laughed. łRachel didnąt
blush at all. I tried not to. He looked at the two of us like we were
crazy. But he gave her a riding crop.˛ łThatąs the worst we sell.˛ He
said. Rachel looked relieved and said she didnąt think it could hurt
too much.˛
łThen he smiled an evil smile and ordered her to lean against the
counter. Rachel looked at me and I nodded. She was frightened, but she
did it. The man took the crop and hit her ass with it. He hit her hard.
She didnąt make a sound, but I could see the tears in her eyes.˛ łAnd
when she straightened up and looked at me I could see she suddenly
realized just what was waiting for her tonight.˛ Mei watched me
gravely. łThere were two other men in the store. Rachel was very
ashamed, master. She paid for the whip and nearly ran out.˛ łThatąs
part of her punishment.˛ I said gently. łLet me see it.˛ Mei opened the
paper bag she was carrying. Looking inside I saw a long crop like youąd
use on a horse if you were a son of a bitch. I whistled. łBoy I bet
that did hurt. Iąm going to have to be careful with this thing. It
could raise welts.˛
łNow what?˛ Mei asked.
łYou put that in the car. Iąm going to Ţnd Rachel. I donąt want her out
on the street alone. I want you to station yourself on her other side.
Be casual about it. I want her to ignore us if she can.˛ łYes, master.˛
Mei said. A man passing us gave Mei a wide eyed look. I winked at him.
He hurried past, obviously uncomfortable. łAre you trying to get
yourself punished, Mei?˛ I hissed, taking her arm and escorting her to
the car. łDonąt call me that in public.˛ łIąm sorry, it just slipped
out.˛ Mei apologized. She unlocked the car and put the bag in the back
seat along with another one. łNow, letąs go cover Rachel.˛ I said. Mei
nodded. łYou cover her side of the street. Iąll be across the street.
If anybody tries to snatch her, nail them.˛
łYes, mas-Paul.˛ She said. I headed across the street, shaking my head.
It was still early enough that not a lot of people were out. Dark
hadnąt yet fallen, which is when things really picked up. Considering
that Pine Ridge only has a population of Ţfty thousand or so its red
light district is pretty impressive. The main strip was a set of road
Ţve blocks long. There were three adult bookstores, two nude dancing
clubs, six or eight bars, and even a genuine whorehouse. And, of
course, almost two dozen freelance hookers. Of course, the city council
turns a blind eye, since the red-light district contributes twenty
percent of the taxes in Pine Ridge. The red-light district, of course,
is very careful not to attract undue attention to itself. At least, not
the ofŢcial kind. I was too exposed here. So were Mei and Rachel. There
were only a couple of hookers on the street, and they were very wary of
Rachel. Obviously Jenny had been as good as her word.
Things stayed quiet for a half an hour. Mei was propositioned once and
Rachel three times. Each time the men backed off, confused. There would
be rumors in town for weeks.
As darkness fell the crowds got bigger, providing a better shield. In
the next hour Mei successfully avoided being propositioned by not
remaining still. Rachel was constantly turning down offers, I lost
track at seven. The rest of the hookers were out now. They ranged from
stunning to awful, and from illegally young to middle aged. One blonde
hooker came up to Rachel and started talking to her. Mei drifted
closer. I felt a preliminary chill. But after a short talk the blonde
left.
Then something curious happened. I was watching the blonde girl. She
went to a group of hookers and started to talk, looking often at
Rachel. One of the group, a black girl said something. The blonde
stopped talking. She went back to her rounds and was soon picked up by
a guy in a Cadillac. All the hookers were doing a brisk trade. The word
had spread about the special discounts they were offering. The checks
Iąd written had been cashed and distributed according to instructions.
The word had spread. In effect I had subsidized the hookers, paying
them a normal nightąs take each if theyąd cut their prices to half what
they normally were for this one night.
A normally dead Tuesday night was nearly as busy as a weekend. It had
been expensive, but worth it, since it provided Rachel with an
unparalleled opportunity.
I learned later that Rachel turned down no less than twenty-Ţve pickup
offers.
I decided Rachel had been on the street long enough. I crossed to Mei
and said to her. łIąm going to pick Rachel up now. Stay alert. When
sheąs in the truck, head on home. And watch yourself.˛ Mei nodded. The
whole exchange had taken less than ten seconds.
When I cruised by, Rachel was standing with several other prostitutes.
I pulled to the curb. Rachel and another girl walked toward the truck.
I didnąt recognize the other one, never having seen her before. She was
young and pretty, wearing a minidress that hid nothing. łHi.˛ The brown
haired girl leaned into the truck. łWant to have a good time handsome?˛
łI might. Are the two of you a package deal?˛ I asked. The brown haired
girl looked surprised. She glanced at Rachel. łIf thatąs what you
want.˛ The brown haired girl answered. łOf course it will cost you
extra. But weąre running a special tonight. Everything on the menuąs
half-price.˛
łHow Śbout you, bright eyes?˛ I asked Rachel. łYou into group scenes?˛
łWhatever you want.˛ Rachel answered saucily. She was excited, her eyes
bright and alert. She almost vibrated with suppressed energy.
Obviously, the experience turned her on.
Brown hair was looking at Rachel and smiling, a look of amused
tolerance. She was clearly the old pro watching a greenhorn. łHow
much?˛ I asked the brown haired girl. łThat depends, handsome. Whatąs
your pleasure?˛ She asked. łWhy donąt the two of you get in and Iąll
cruise around the block while we discuss it?˛ I asked. The brown haired
girl grinned and opened the door, exaggeratedly motioning Rachel to go
Ţrst. Rachel hesitated for a moment, then shrugged, climbing in. The
brown haired girl followed, slamming the door behind her. Rachel
scrunched over to give her room, pressing up against me in the process.
I started the truck moving, turning at the corner. łWhatąs your
pleasure?˛ The brown haired girl asked. łHow Śbout telling me your
names?˛ I almost said Śnameą but caught myself. łIąm Sherry and this is
Rachel.˛ The hooker said. łWell, Sherry, Iąm feeling pretty hungry
tonight. Whatąs on the menu? Anything spicy?˛
łWhy, of course, handsome. Spicy foodąs always the best, right Rachel?˛
łYes. We aim to please.˛ Rachel grinned at me. łI feel like something
really exotic tonight.˛ I said expansively. łRead me the menu.˛
łFor Ţfty bucks I can let you fuck me in the ass.˛ Sherry said. łItąs
normally a hundred, but like I said, everythingąs half off tonight.˛
łWhatąs the occasion?˛ I asked.
Sherry shrugged. łDamned if I know. Somebody gave us working girls a
bonus if weąd discount tonight. It was a good bonus, so I agreed.˛ łHow
about you, Rachel? Your menu discounted too?˛ łOf course.˛ She picked
up her cue ţawlessly. Sheąd probably heard some of the other girls
discussing the bonus. Only she knew whoąd paid it. łIąve got genuine
cherry pie, for two hundred and Ţfty.˛ Rachel said. łBy the way, whatąs
your name?˛
łUh, hey, sorry about that.˛ Sherry butted in. łSheąs new. Sometimes
she makes mistakes. Rachel, honey, you never ask a client his name.
Ever.˛ łOh, thatąs OK. My nameąs Paul.˛ I said expansively. łIąd rather
not be called Śhey youą!˛ I laughed. Sherry laughed with me, relieved
that Racheląs breech of etiquette was being ignored.
łIąm really hungry.˛ I continued, turning back onto the strip. I
watched Meiąs car disappear toward home. I wondered what sheąd do when
I walked in with a genuine whore in tow. łAnd when Iąm this hungry it
can take all night. I like my food really hot. Chili peppers and hot
sauce are a must.˛ łWell, handsome, the more you pay the more you eat.˛
Sherry said with a smile. łAnd spicy foodąs a lot more expensive.˛ I
glanced over at her. łI think that can be arranged. Say, a thousand for
the two of you, all night? But I like my food really really hot.˛ łA
thousand dollars? Handsome, I hate to doubt a manąs word but thatąs an
awful lot of money.˛ Sherry said with a frown. łLook in the glove
compartment.˛ I told her. łOh my lord!˛ Sherry gasped. łYou really are
serious, arenąt you?˛ Her eyes lit up with greed. łTake us home,
handsome. Weąll be the hottest thing you ever tasted.˛
I pulled to the side on my second orbit. There was no trafŢc on this
out of the way street.
łSherry, Iąd better warn you straight out. I like the whips and chains.
Sure you can take it?˛
łHandsome, for that kind of money I can take it.˛ Sherry said Ţrmly.
łHow about you, Rachel? Feel like getting whipped?˛ łSounds exciting.˛
Rachel said with a smile. I nodded and started up the truck again. Soon
we were out of town and headed home. Sherryąs eyes got wide when she
saw the house.
łYouąve been Ţbbing.˛ She made the shame-shame gesture at me playfully.
łHere I thought you were a farmer or something.˛ łNot quite. Come on,
you two. Time to get serious.˛ łAre you having a party?˛ Sherry asked
as she spotted Meiąs car and Racheląs truck. The hooker didnąt seem
alarmed.
łYes.˛ I smiled. łBut there are only three guests.˛ I led them into the
house.
łMei!˛ I called, clapping my hands. łChop, chop! We have guests. Mei,
where are you, you lazy girl! Front and center, now!˛ łComing, master!˛
Mei called, hurrying down the stairs. She was wearing the same red
dress sheąd worn to pick Rachel with. She didnąt seem surprised to see
Sherry.
łYes, master?˛ She bowed. Smiling, I said. łIąve found someone to take
your place at the whipping post. Tonight, youąll watch someone else
writhe as the whip comes down. Tonight, youąll moan with pleasure
instead of pain. Prepare the dungeon.˛ łYes, master. May I have the
keys, master?˛ I gave her the key ring and she hurried off. Sherry
looked unhappy, Rachel looked terriŢed. łThis way, ladies.˛ I walked
toward the dungeon, the hooker and Amerind trailing behind me.
The dungeon was a scary place. Formally the basement, Iąd converted the
entire place into the sort of comfy den the Marquis de Sade would have
enjoyed.
łUm, listen handsome, I donąt think Iąm such a good cook after all.˛
Sherry said as she stared around at all the straps and massive wooden
furniture designed to hold a girl for rape or punishment. łMei, two
pairs of handcuffs, please.˛ I instructed the Chinese girl. She bowed,
then searched a moment before locating the wall the handcuffs were
hanging from. There must have been a hundred pair (Iąd gotten a good
deal from a Singapore supplier).
The petite nineteen year-old brought back two pairs as instructed. I
went behind Rachel and pulled her arms behind her. The ratcheting of
the cuffs was loud in the silence. Rachel trembled, but didnąt protest.
Sherry stiffened as I approached her. She was wide eyed. I didnąt try
to bind her arms in back, I just snapped the cuffs on one wrist and
pulled her over to a metal framework. I snapped the other end of the
cuff around a frame, insuring the hooker couldnąt escape. łWhy so
afraid, Sherry?˛ I questioned her. łHavenąt you ever been arrested?˛
łNo.˛ Sherry shuddered. łIąve been lucky. Till now.˛ I kissed her. She
responded after a second, reţexes taking over. I broke the kiss and
laughed at her.
łAre you too scared to work, young one?˛ I asked her. łI bet Racheląs
ready to earn her Ţve hundred. Arenąt you Rachel?˛ łYes.˛ She said,
shivering.
łShe really is a cherry, Paul.˛ Sherry in a low urgent voice. łNot only
is this her Ţrst trick, but youąre going to be her Ţrst time. She
doesnąt understand what sheąs getting into.˛
łDo you?˛ I asked softly. łEver been through an S&M trip?˛ She shook
her head.
łGood.˛ I said, kissing her again. łThen youąre a cherry too. How old
are you?˛
łTwenty-one.˛ She answered after a slight pause. łLying is very
painful.˛ I said ominously. łI donąt care if youąre Ţfteen or Ţfty.
Tell me the truth.˛ I stared deep into her eyes. It seems to disconcert
women when you do that.
łIąm nineteen.˛ She said. Her pupils dilated for an instant. łMei,
bring me another set of handcuffs and that riding crop you bought
tonight.˛ I said. łThis bitch is still lying. Perhaps if we show her
just how bad the crop hurts sheąll tell us the truth. łNo, please!˛
Sherry tugged at her bond and winced as the metal circlet dug into her
ţesh. Silently Mei brought me what I asked. łStrip her.˛ I told the
Chinese girl. Rachel walked over to us as Mei was undressing Sherry.
The minidress was the only thing between Sherry and the air. She wore
stockings, a g-string, a garter belt and that was all. Mei looked at me
questioningly. I nodded.
łAll the way. Nothing but what she was born with.˛ Sherry was scared
now, sure sheąd fallen in with crazies.
łPlease.˛ She begged. I ignored her, looking at Rachel. Rachel was
excited, and scared, and aroused all at the same time. Without warning
I reached between her legs. She shrieked in surprise as my hand slid
over wet slippery ţesh.
łRacheląs turned on.˛ I told Sherry. Naked now, the whore trembled. I
reached between her legs, to Ţnd her dry. łBut you arenąt. Mei,
handcuff her other wrist to the bar. Spread her arms as wide as theyąll
go. łYes, master.˛ Mei said. Sherry looked like she was ready to cry.
Spread widely the frame allowed her about six inches of slack in either
direction. łMei, hold onto Rachel. I donąt want her trying to run when
Sherry screams.˛ łPlease, Paul I donąt want to do this!˛ Sherry begged.
łEver read the Story of O?˛ I asked the prostitute. łNo.˛ She answered
warily. łI donąt read much.˛ łIąm going to hit you with this riding
crop Ţve times.˛ I said. łItąs going to hurt more than anything youąve
ever felt before. It will probably make you scream. Feel free, this
dungeon is soundproofed. Thereąs no one within ten miles of us to hear
you anyway.˛
łDonąt!˛ She said in despair. Experimentally I swished the crop through
the air. It made an evil hissing noise, like a disturbed snake. łOh,
please, please donąt use that thing on me.˛ Sherry begged. I walked
behind her. She craned her head over her shoulder to look at me. łFace
forward, or Iąll double the number of lashes.˛ I said coldly. She
bleated and her head snapped around. I stood there for a full minute
listening to the whoreąs frightened breathing. Finally she calmed down
a little. Thatąs when I hit her. The crop made a loud smacking noise as
the small leather loop on itąs end struck her. She didnąt make a sound
for a moment, then she sobbed. Walking around in front of her I made
her look at me.
łSpread your legs.˛ I ordered her.
łNot on my cunt, please oh god Iąll do anything, but donąt hit me
there!˛ She pleaded, tears running down her cheeks. łSpread your legs,
now bitch or Iąll chain them apart and give you two dozen of the best
on your clitoris. And Iąll stop to let you regain consciousness when
you faint from the pain between each one.˛ She looked at me in terror
and did as she was bid. Reaching forward with the crop I touched each
nipple, her navel, and her pussy. Then I nodded. Sherry turned pale.
łNo, please˛! She screamed as the crop hit Ţrst one breast, then the
other. Her legs snapped together as she fought to back away. The blow
on her belly made her gasp for breath.
łSpread your legs.˛ I commanded her again. She shook her head
violently. łEither you spread your legs and I hit your crotch once, or
I spread them, bind them, and hit you two-dozen times. Which is it
going to be?˛ She looked at me. Beaten she spread her legs. When I hit
her she wailed in agony but her legs stayed apart. She slumped in her
bonds, gripping the metal frame that held her, panting.
łLook at me.˛ I said. Haggard eyes met mine. łHow old are you? If you
lie to me again Iąll give you a dozen lashes on your ass. Now answer
me.˛ łIąll turn sixteen next week.˛ She sobbed. Rachel and Mei
stiffened. łHow long have you been a hooker?˛ I asked, handing Mei the
whip. Sherryąs eyes followed the crop.
łAbout a year now.˛ She said.
łHow do you avoid being picked up as a minor?˛ I asked. łAre the police
aware of this?˛
łI look old enough.˛ Sherry said. łIąve got a fake driverąs license.˛
łDo you enjoy hooking?˛ I asked, studying the results of the crop.
Sherryąs nipples were hard, and there were splotches of reddened skin
where Iąd struck her. I walked around her, and saw another splotch.
łMei, that crop is too harsh for ordinary usage.˛ I said. łBring me the
cat oąnine tails there.˛ I pointed. Silently Mei obeyed me. I showed it
to Rachel, then to Sherry. łThis is the whip I used on Mei while she
was still a virgin.˛ I said. łIt hurts a lot, but doesnąt mark a girl
unless excessive force is used.˛
Sherry watched me, cringing in her bonds. Fifteen years old, and sheąd
already been a hooker for a year. And unless she was awfully lucky
sheąd Ţnd this scene more and more often.
łDo you enjoy hooking?˛ I asked again.
łItąs a living. The moneyąs good.˛ Sherry replied. łBut would you do it
if you didnąt have to?˛ I asked, swinging the whip gently from side to
side. Sherryąs eyes followed it irresistibly. łI donąt know. I guess
not. Are you going to hit me again?˛ Here was no hooker, here was a
scared teenage girl who by all rights should still be in the ninth
grade. Her breasts were small, her hips slender. She was pretty, about
like Rachel, but nowhere near as beautiful as Mei. And there was no
spark in her that spoke to me. łNo, Sherry, Iąm not.˛ I said. I gave
the whip back to Mei. łUnless you lie to me again. Look at me!˛ Sherry
tore her gaze from the whip and stared Ţtfully at me.
łWhy are you a hooker?˛ I demanded. Sherry hesitated. łNo lies, girl. I
will know. And you will suffer for it.˛ The girl shuddered. łIt was
easy to do.˛ She said. łMy parents are dead and I had to live with my
uncle. He was a rotten son of a bitch and one night he raped me.˛ Mei
and Rachel both drew in sharp breaths. Mei stepped forward, as thought
to comfort the girl. I threw out one arm to stop her. She was going to
protest but the look on my face stopped her. And scared Sherry to
silence. After a moment she mumbled. łItąs the truth. I ran away the
next day. That was a year ago. I came to Pine Ridge because it was a
city, I thought I could get some work.˛ She laughed. łI got some work
all right. That same night a man offered me a hundred dollars if he
could do whatever he wanted.˛ łI was cold, and hungry, and scared.˛ She
looked at Rachel. łI hadnąt eaten in two days. I didnąt have anywhere
to go. He took me home with him, and gave me something to eat. Then he
proceeded to fuck every hole I had. He wasnąt rough but I was only
fourteen going on Ţfteen. It hurt a lot at Ţrst, especially when he
fucked my ass.˛ She laughed. łIf somebody did that to me today heąd
have to pay three hundred.˛ łAnyway I used the money to get a hotel
room. It lasted me two weeks. Then I went out and did it again. And
again. Pretty soon I found out about the Strip. And so you have it. The
story of my life.˛ She shifted uncomfortably. łCould you let me go now?
These handcuffs are hurting me. And that whip-I thought Iąd die.
Please.˛
łMaster?˛ Mei asked hopefully.
łNot yet. Sherry, I want you to think long and hard. Iąm going to give
you two options, and only two. First, you can fulŢll your contract to
me for Ţve hundred dollars.˛
łWill you hit me?˛ She asked fearfully. I nodded. łOr, you stop being a
hooker right now.˛ łHow will I make any money?˛ Sherry demanded. łIf
youąre going to eat, youąre going to pay. No money, and Iąm right back
where I started from. And donąt give me no shit about other work. There
ainąt no other work for a Ţfteen year-old girl who didnąt even Ţnish
high school!˛ łAnd when you get old?˛ I said. łWhat then? Nobody wants
to fuck a forty year-old whoąs got a ţabby ass and saggy tits. What
then, Sherry?˛ łI guess Iąll be shit out of luck, wonąt I?˛ She said
bitterly. I turned to Rachel.
łNow, my lady, do you see what whores are really like? Theyąre no
different than anybody else. They hurt, just like you or me, theyąve
got feelings, and problems, and without a doubt this is what youąd have
come to within two years.˛
łItąs not right or wrong. Thereąs no good or bad here Rachel. Just
survival, anyway you can. And when the looks run out, the money dries
up. Thatąs the way it is.˛
Rachel swallowed, looking hurt and confused. łGod dammit, this is a
set-up.˛ Sherry fumed. łRacheląs no hooker, is she? I shouldąve known.
It was too pat.. And I fell for it. God damn, Iąm so fucking stupid!˛
And she started to cry. Mei watched me, pleading silently. I nodded.
She took the keys and released Sherry. łMaster, canąt we help her,
please?˛ Mei asked, holding the weeping girl. I took a deep breath and
released it. Why did things have to get so bloody complicated?
łI donąt need your help!˛ Sherry pushed Mei angrily. łI make my own
way. It might not be a good way, but itąs mine!˛ Standing up she
marched to me. łIąll Ţnish this, damn you. Whip me as much as you want.
Iąll scream in pain and then when you fuck me Iąll moan with the
pleasure of your touch. Isnąt that what you really want?˛
łIąm not sure exactly what I want. I think things were simpler when I
was poor.˛ I said ruefully. łSherry, have a seat. There are some things
I need to explain.˛ She looked at me uncertainly. Mei lead her to a
chair. It was intended to hold a girl immobile and Sherry shrank
involuntarily at the sight of it.
łDonąt worry. Youąre safe now.˛ Mei said, urging her to sit.
Reluctantly the teenage prostitute did so.
łFirst,˛ I said, sitting cross-legged on the ţoor. łLet me introduce
everyone. My name is Paul Reiner. Racheląs full name is Rachel
Two-Feathers. And this is Mei Wu. Whatąs your real name, Sherry?˛
łAnabelle Lee.˛ The girl said after a moment, grimacing. łWould you
rather be called Sherry or Anabelle?˛ I asked. łSherry. Itąs my chosen
name.˛
łAll right, then Sherry it is.˛ I said. łSherry, youąve encountered a
very rare and unique situation here. As you can see, Iąm rich. About a
year ago-˛ I stopped, taken by the spooky coincidence. Mei picked up on
it too. It seemed to go right past Sherry and Rachel. łAh, as I was
saying, about a year ago I was very unhappy. I had too much money, and
nothing to do. I was bored.˛
łMy heart bleeds for you.˛ Sherry snapped. łCatch me being bored if I
was rich.˛
I chuckled. łYouąd be singing a very different tune in my shoes, baby.
Anyway, I decided I needed a hobby.˛ I waved around me. łIąm collecting
a harem of sex slaves. Girls who are willing to be raped while under
restraint, who enjoy being spanked, or given enemas, or gang banged.˛
łIąve searched for a year to Ţnd the best sex slaves in the world. And
I found twelve. Twelve of the most beautiful, talented women on the
face of this planet. Mei is one of those women, Rachel is another.˛
łRachel is being punished for something I wonąt explain to you. Sheąs
going to be tortured tonight. Tomorrow she loses her virginity, in all
her holes on one night.˛ I paused.
łOnly in her case, of course, sheąs fully willing.˛ łWhere do I Ţt in?
And why was she pretending to be a hooker?˛ Sherry demanded.
łThatąs part of what I canąt tell you, itąs between Rachel and me.
Letąs just say it was important for her to feel what itąs like to be a
whore.˛ łSo I blundered in. Why didnąt you tell me to get lost?˛
łBecause I intended to use you just as I did. To show her exactly what
a whore really is.˛
łAnd whatąs that?˛ Sherry bristled.
łA human being.˛ I answered softly. łA living breathing person with
emotions and hopes, fears and desires. Just like me, just like her. No
difference at all.˛
łSo now what?˛ Sherry asked nonplused.
łNow you make your choice. Stay a whore, put your wrists and ankles in
the restraints. Iąll beat you and rape you along with Mei and Rachel.
Or stand up and become my ward.˛ Mei turned to me and clapped her hands
in delight. łYes, master, thatąs perfect!˛ She exclaimed. łWhatąs a
ward?˛ Sherry asked suspiciously. łA ward is like a step-daughter when
thereąs no blood relative involved, and no adoption. You live here with
us. Iąll see that you Ţnish your education, and supply you with basic
needs. Youąll have a reasonable amount of freedom, and weąll make sure
that youąre excluded from the sex games that go on. But if you need to
be punished, it will be as an adult, as you were with the crop. Stark
naked, bound helpless and subjected to intense pain.˛ łHave I made
myself clear? Do you understand everything Iąve said?˛ łI understand.˛
Sherry said, pulling her arms and legs away from the restraints. But
then she just sat there. She didnąt move. Her eyes were unfocused, she
thought long and hard. I waited patiently, wondering what the hell I
was doing. Sherry as a ward was going to make life difŢcult. And with a
spy in the form of Tara OąKeefe from the FBI no less. łI guess Iąm your
ward.˛ She Ţnally said. Mei smiled at the girl in genuine warmth,
something she seemed to have an inŢnite supply of. łMei, take Sherry to
her room. Give her the one furthest away from the rest, and make sure
sheąs comfortable. Also make sure there arenąt any restraints or other
gear. Then come back here. Thereąs still the matter of Racheląs
punishment.
łYes, master.˛ Mei gathered up Sherryąs clothes, offering them to the
prostitute. Ward, I corrected myself. Sherry took them but didnąt
bother to dress. Walking up to me, still stark naked, she spoke. łIąll
be your ward, whatever that is. But Iąll be damned if Iąll take a
handout. You wonąt be excluding me from anything.˛ She dropped her
clothes, turned and walked very calmly back to the chair, and with the
cool detachment of a professional she sat down and spread her legs so
that her knees and ankles were in the restraining straps. Rachel and
Mei both watched open mouthed as the teenager struggled with the
unfamiliar Ţxtures, until sheąd Ţgured out how to fasten the straps. I
watched wordlessly as she fastened herself at knees, ankles, and waist.
The chair had a high back and straps over each shoulder that fastened
to a strap that passed over her breasts and under her arms. Another
strap went around her throat, and a Ţnal one across her forehead,
rendering her head immobile.
łYouąll have to strap my arms.˛ She said calmly. łIąm a bit tied up at
the moment.˛
łOpinions, ladies?˛ I asked the room in general. Mei was recovering,
always graceful in the face of the unexpected. Rachel, still cuffed,
was stupeŢed. łBut youąre only Ţfteen!˛ She said. łSurely you canąt
want to do this?˛ łWell, I canąt say I enjoyed the whipping.˛ Sherry
admitted. łBut a girl has to eat. Youąre here, Rachel, and you canąt be
much over eighteen.˛ łMei?˛ I asked.
łI havenąt the faintest idea, master.˛ The Chinese girl answered. łNone
of the prostitutes I know started before they were eighteen. And none
of them enjoy this scene. Still, she is only Ţfteen.˛ łAlmost sixteen.
But Iąve had more experience with men than both of you put together.˛
Sherry stated. łThree or four tricks a night, with some real perverts
thrown in. Iąve had it in all three holes, sometimes at the same time.
Iąve seen things and done things that would make most women faint. Iąve
fucked men, women, and dildos so big I thought theyąd split me open.˛
łHave you had any experience with bondage, discipline, enemas, or
sexual pain?˛ I asked casually.
łMy uncle tied me up when he raped me.˛ Sherry said. łThatąs not a very
promising introduction to B&D.˛ I said. łNor is being raped by your
uncle a terriŢc way to lose your cherry.˛ łIąm willing to learn.˛
Sherry said. łEven the whip. I want to stay, but Iąm willing to work
for it.˛
łSound familiar, Rachel?˛ I asked. She blushed, turning away. Sherry
stared at me uncomprehendingly.
łDid I offend her? Iąm sorry, look, itąs just the way I am. Nobody
gives something for nothing. Men like me, I can be very good.˛ Standing
up I moved to the bound girl and silently fastened the remaining four
straps, one just above each elbow, and at each wrist. łDoes this mean
yes?˛ Sherry asked hopefully. Moving back I motioned to Mei. As the
Chinese girl joined me I answered Sherry. łNo. I thank you for the
offer, Sherry but there are aspects to the situation you donąt
understand. It isnąt your fault, you just donąt have all the facts. I
accept you as my ward. I do not accept you as a sex slave. Donąt worry,
it isnąt a hand out. Youąll work hard to pay for your room and board.
But it wonąt be on your back.˛
łThen why did you Ţnish tying me up?˛ The girl asked, confused. I
glanced at Mei and Rachel. They looked curious too. łYou seemed to want
me to.˛ I said. łListen to me, Sherry. This is no reţection on you as a
person, or the fact that youąre a hooker.˛ łEach member of my harem is
a virgin, ranging in age from eighteen to twenty-three. They were
carefully selected from the entire population of the world. Each has
some unique ability or beauty that I Ţnd pleasing. Each oneąs character
has been carefully selected for compatibility.˛ łOut of eight thousand
women, I selected the twelve best. And to be brutally honest, you just
donąt measure up.˛
łI see.˛ Sherry turned cool again. łYouąre saying Iąm not good enough
to be fucked by you.˛
łIn a nutshell,˛ I admitted. łThatąs exactly what Iąm saying. The truth
of the matter is, though, youąre still a child. Jail bait.˛ łNobody
knows that.˛ Sherry pointed out. łExcept the four of us. Iąd rather it
didnąt go any further.˛
łYour choice, lady.˛ I nodded. łBut the law can be a bitch, even if
youąre rich. What Iąm doing now is legal-barely. Mix it up with a
Ţfteen year-old and the lions would feast.˛
łOther than my age, whatąs wrong with me?˛ Sherry said. łWhat standards
donąt I meet?˛
łDo you really want me to answer that question?˛ I asked.˛Ugh-yes.˛
Sheąd tried to nod, forgetting the straps holding her head. łFirst, you
arenąt a virgin.˛ I said. łSecond, by your own admission youąve fucked
hundreds of men. And women. That makes you a potential carrier for
venereal disease or the AIDS virus. By insisting that my girls be
virgins I eliminate that risk.˛
łNext, thereąs your attitude. You think like a hooker, which, in your
profession is perfectly natural, even necessary. Itąs a survival skill.
A sex slave has to think in a completely different manner.˛ łThen
thereąs your background. Again, it isnąt your fault, and I donąt think
any less of you because of it, but your uncle raped you. Worse, he tied
you up to do it. That pretty much insures youąll never enjoy bondage,
or perhaps even sex.˛
łAnd those two qualities deŢne a sex slave.˛ łFinally, thereąs your
personality. Youąre too dominant, too ready to spit in the worldąs eye.
Thereąs a place for that in sex slavery, but as the exception, not the
rule.˛
łIn short, Sherry, youąre just not the sex slave type. That doesnąt
mean you arenąt a Ţne person, or that you wonąt force the world to sit
up and take notice of you.˛
łThatąs a Ţne sounding speech, Paul. I still feel like shit.˛ Sherry
said softly. I sighed.
łLook, suppose I needed a screwdriver. If you handed me a hacksaw, it
wouldnąt matter if the blade were diamond coated and the handle solid
gold, I still couldnąt use it to drive a screw, could I?˛ łThe Ţnest
hooker ever born canąt be a sex slave. Nor could a sex slave be a
hooker.˛ Rachel picked up on that instantly. łYouąre just trying to
cheer me up.˛ Sherry said miserably. łI like to fuck. I like men. And I
could learn to like the rest of it. Even the pain.˛ łSherry, Iąm just
not getting through, am I? Letąs try another example. Do you think you
could learn to play the piano?˛ łSure, given time.˛ Sherry said.
łDo you think you could ever be as good as Mozart, or Beethoven?˛ łNo.˛
She said.
łThen what makes you think you could learn to become a sex slave?
Sherry, itąs an inborn afŢnity. You could learn to do it, sure, just
like you could learn to play the piano. But youąd never be as good as
Mei or Rachel. Or any of the rest of my harem.˛
łThe simple fact is you wouldnąt enjoy it. And thatąs the key to doing
anything, whether it be helotry or hooking, music or sculpture. To be
the best you have to have a passion for it. You have to devote
everything to it, and constantly dream about it.˛
łThatąs especially true in a sex slave. Mei would do anything I asked
of her, instantly, and sheąd probably enjoy it, no matter how bizarre
it was. Thatąs just the way she is. Rachel is willing to undergo
torture, not just punishment. Chances are it will make her come. Thatąs
just the way she is.˛ łYou, on the other hand, hate pain. You donąt
much like bondage, and you certainly donąt have any rape fantasies.
Youąve done so much and had so many that youąre jaded.˛ I shrugged.
łYouąre friendly, and have a good professional attitude. Applied to
other areas that can carry you far. But not as a sex slave.˛
łSo what do you want me for?˛ Sherry demanded. łNothing in this life is
free. You must want something.˛
łI do.˛
łWhat? What do you want from me?˛ Sherry asked. łYou donąt want to fuck
me, so what do you want?˛
łWhatever it is that youąre capable of.˛
łAnd whatąs that?˛
łI havenąt the foggiest idea.˛ I said. łIąm making an investment. You
could be a total dud, worthless, just a middling good hooker.˛ łOr,˛ I
continued. łOn the other hand, you might discover a cure for old age.
Or save a child who later grows up to bring world peace and harmony.
How the fuck should I know? Iąm a playboy, not a psychic. Thereąs no
telling what youąll be or what youąll become. Iąm planting a seed.˛
łThat sounds like case worker bullshit to me.˛ She retorted. I grinned.
łDoes, doesnąt it? I must be getting old. Tell you what. For the
immediate future you help around the house, laundry, dishes, cooking,
that sort of thing. Thatąll buy you room and board. Go back to school
and Iąll let you have your pick in clothes.˛
łSchool?˛ She asked incredulously. łHere I am naked and helpless,
begging to be fucked and youąre talking about sending me back to
school?˛ łNot kinky enough for you?˛ I asked innocently. łOK, Iąll make
you a deal. Your treatment here will depend on your grades.˛ łGood
grades for cash?˛ Sherry sneered. łI still donąt see what you get out
of it.˛
łThe joy of doing a good deed?˛ I suggested. She made a rude noise. I
nodded. łI didnąt think youąd buy that. Iąm playing with you, Sherry. A
very cruel and delicious game.˛
łWhat?˛ Sherry asked, wary now. I moved over to her and squatted on my
heels, looking in her eyes. She couldnąt move, and her breathing
quickened. łLet me explain it to you.˛ I purred. łThey give a lot of
assignments in school, tests, report cards, etc. Right?˛ łYes.˛ She was
alert, waiting for the trap to spring. łYouąre going to bring home
those grades, Sherry. Every one of them. Anything less than a B, no
matter how trivial, will earn you punishment. The more important the
grade, the worse the punishment for failure.˛ łFor instance, your
report card. For every C youąll get an enema forced up your ass, two
quarts for each C. For every D a dozen swats, and a hundred lashes from
the whip for every F.˛
łOn the other hand, Bąs will be expected, and earn you nothing. Aąs
will bring rewards, the more Aąs, the greater the reward.˛ łItąs a
wager, Sherry. Fail, and I get to hurt you. Thatąs your stake. Succeed
and youąll get nice things. Thatąs my stake.˛ łIąve been out of school
for over a year.˛ She objected. łAnd Iąd have to admit how old I am. It
would mean being a kid again. Iąd hate that.˛ łOf course, if you donąt
think you can handle it, I understand.˛ I said, standing up and turning
away. łAfter all, it would be hard. Probably take a genius to play
catch up. And the school yearąs already half over. Probably wouldnąt be
as much fun as letting a smelly old man with a giant economy-sized cock
shove it up your ass.˛ łYouąre trying psychology on me.˛ She accused.
łIt wonąt work.˛ łI know.˛ I said, turning back. łYouąve been a whore
for over a year. Applied psychologyąs a survival skill on the street.
Plus the fact you donąt like pain.˛
łWhatąs pain got to do with going to school?˛ Sherry demanded. łYouąd
have a snowballąs chance in hell of getting Aąs or Bąs if you went in
with sixteen year-olds.˛ I shrugged. łItąs just as well you donąt try.
Iąd like punishing you, but not if you make it too easy. Thereąd be no
sport in it.˛
łMei, unstrap the young lady and take her to her room.˛ I said.
łSherry, if youąre hungry Mei will show you the kitchen.˛ łWait just a
god-damned minute!˛ Sherry snarled. łWhat do you mean I wouldnąt have a
snowballąs chance in hell? Iąm not stupid, you son of a bitch!˛
łReally?˛ I smiled. łI think you are. Or if not stupid then woefully
ignorant. You may know which hole feels best to let your john sink into
but that doesnąt take any brains. Or education.˛ łDamn you!˛ Sherry
burst out. łIąm just as smart as you are!˛ łReally?˛ I smiled. łOK, Iąm
going to let you prove it. Mei, unstrap her. Bring her to me.˛ Looking
uncertain, but willing to trust my lead Mei did so. Sherry looked
scared but determined. łRight this way, Sherry.˛ I led her to a
whipping horse. I indicated she should bend over it. When she did so I
secured her at wrists and waist. łBring me that school paddle, would
you Mei? The one with the holes in it.˛ Sherry gulped audibly, her eyes
widening when I showed her the varnished wood.
łA very simple geography test, Sherry. Name every state that borders
South Carolina. For each state you miss, or name incorrectly Iąm going
to swat your bottom a dozen times. Hard.˛ I watched her. łYou may
begin.˛ łOh, shit.˛ Sherry said, watching the paddle. łI canąt think,
youąre scaring me too much.˛
łToo bad. Looks like youąre going to spend tomorrow ţat on your
stomach.˛ łUh, North Carolina.˛ She said. I nodded for her to continue.
łGeorgia.˛ She strained to think. I stood watching her, not letting on
that sheąd just named the only two. I laid the paddle on her ass,
making her bleat. łThatąs it!˛ She said, closing her eyes and tensing.
I pulled away, pretending to be disappointed. When she realized I
wasnąt going to hit her she let her breath out in an explosive sigh.
łName the capitol city of South Carolina.˛ I said, putting the paddle
back on her rump.
łColumbia!˛ She gasped.
łTake her upstairs, Mei. She can let us know what she decides tomorrow
morning.˛
łYes, master.˛ Mei unstrapped the girl as I moved to Rachel.

Chapter 15 Torture

łI apologize for neglecting you.˛ I said to the Indian girl. łThings
seem to have gotten complicated.˛
łI wasnąt in a hurry.˛ She said dryly. łWhat happens now?˛ łNow your
torture begins, as soon as Mei gets back.˛ Rachel shivered. łMaster, is
there some way I can avoid this?˛ She asked. łThinking about itąs
scaring me out of my mind.˛
łNo, Rachel.˛ I said solemnly. łCome here. Iąm going to secure you so
you canąt escape.˛ Hesitantly Rachel obeyed. I fastened her as Sherry
had been, arms stretched apart. As we waited for Mei to return I began
picking out gear for Racheląs discipline. By the time I was Ţnished Mei
had come back and Rachel was trembling.
łSherry wanted something to eat.˛ Mei explained. łIąve got her settled
in the furthest back bedroom. Sheąs a nice girl.˛ łHmm. Something of a
complication though, especially with Tara coming.˛ łThere is that.˛ Mei
agreed. She helped me gather up everything, including the riding crop
Iąd used on Sherry. Mei examined it with a neutral expression.
łFirst, Rachel, Iąll start you out easy.˛ I said. łNow, letąs see, how
does this come off? Ah.˛ I removed her top, examining her breasts for
the Ţrst time. They were small and erect, her nipples jutting proudly.
łYouąre excited.˛ I accused her, touching her nipples with my Ţngers.
łYes, master.˛ She said quietly. I removed her skirt and panties,
leaving her naked except for her sandals. The ţoor was cold so I
decided to leave them on.
łWeąll start out simple.˛ I decided. łIąm going to spank you, Rachel.
Iąll continue even after youąve begun to cry so donąt try to cut your
spanking short with tears. It wonąt work. Iąm going to spank you till
you have an orgasm. If you canąt come this way weąll know in two or
three hours.˛ łHours? Youąre kidding, right? How can you spank me for
hours?˛ łWhen one arm gets tired I switch. If I get too tired Iąll let
Mei do it.˛ I freed her and led her over to a more or less conventional
twin bed. It had, of course, straps to secure Rachel spread-eagled face
down. łNow, Rachel.˛ I said pleasantly. łYou donąt have to count or
anything. All I want you to do is feel every swat. Concentrate on them,
remembering that you deserve this punishment, and that youąre not to
feel guilty for any pleasure you might feel. After all, youąre being
forced. OK?˛ łYes, master. Iąll try.˛ Rachel answered. Then her
spanking began. I started slow and light. Rachel jumped the Ţrst time I
hit her. As the blows got harder I speeded up. Soon she was grunting
with each blow, tensing for it. I varied my timing, hitting her after
sheąd relaxed.
She raised her ass to meet the blows. I paused a moment, reaching
between her legs. She was damp and slippery. She gasped as I ran a
Ţnger lightly along her slit.
Then I started spanking her again, listening to her gasp with each
blow. My cock swelled, her soft mews of protest arousing me. I caressed
her with one hand, using the other to smack her soft buns. They were
hot under my hand. Rachel threw her head back and moaned.
łFuck me, please! Fuck me!˛ Taking this as a sign of arousal I stopped
caressing her and used both hands to spank her, one on each ass check.
Soon she started to cry from the pain, gasping and sobbing. She didnąt
beg for me to stop for another ten minutes or so, by which time I was
getting tired anyway. I slowed but didnąt stop, making the weeping girl
cry out in protest.
łStop, please, stop, oh it hurts!˛ Rachel sobbed. I masturbated her,
feeling the slickness of her virgin pussy. She moaned at the conţicting
sensations. łPlease, please stop.˛ She moaned. łI canąt take anymore.˛
Ignoring her I pointed at the school paddle Iąd threatened to use on
Sherry.. Silently Mei handed it to me.
Rachel shrieked as the paddle came down the Ţrst time. It was a full
throated scream that echoed eerily around the dungeon. I slapped her
behind repeatedly, not hard but quickly. Her already sensitive ţesh,
abused by a half-hour of spanking, must have hurt like hell. I started
hitting her harder, letting the smacking wood dance up and down her
thighs and butt. After a couple of minutes Racheląs sobs turned into
wails. Then into screams. I didnąt stop, but grabbed the cat oąnine
tails and began lashing her with it, paying particular attention to her
ass but striking every square inch of her exposed ţesh. Her screams
subsided into heart rending moans. Mei watched with growing unease.
Stopping I unstrapped Rachel, only to turn her over and spread-eagle
her again. Her pussy gleamed in the light, wet from her secretions.
łPlease, master, give her a minute, please?˛ Mei pleaded, touching my
arm. I nodded, letting myself rest as well. The indian girl panted on
the bed, her body obscenely spread open for the whole world to see.
After a few minutes I picked up the whip.
łOh, god.˛ She whispered in horriŢed anticipation as she watched me
raise the whip, tensing as it hissed through the air.. She gasped and
bit her lip to keep from crying out as it lashed her breasts. I lashed
her breasts again, and again. Rachel started to sob with the pain of
it, jerking in her bonds. I worked the whip downward. Rachel cried out
in agony when I slashed her directly on her sensitive cunt. I began to
alternate, hitting her breasts, then her crotch.
Rachel began to wail, weeping as though her soul was lost. Mei looked
sick, not daring to turn away.
łStop, oh, please stop! Iąll do anything, just donąt hurt me anymore!
Uh, oh, st-stop!˛ Racheląs voice was a hoarse screech that rang in the
dungeon. Ignoring her I continued, making sure that I didnąt raise any
welts. The beating continued for another Ţve minutes before Rachel fell
silent, just gasping for breath, and arching her back. Red streaks
covered her body. Mei stared in alarm as the eighteen year-old
shuddered. As she fell back onto the bed I stopped.
Rachel was breathing in great whooping pants, unable to draw in enough
air to satisfy her abused body.
łIs the body wax ready?˛ I asked Mei.
łYes, master. Shouldnąt you let her rest a bit, Ţrst? Iąm afraid sheąs
going to have a stroke or something.˛ Mei said in concern. łAre you OK,
Rachel?˛ I asked the panting teenager. She shook her head. łNo, please,
no more! I canąt take anymore!˛ I raised an eyebrow at Mei and motioned
her to bring me the wax.
Body wax comes to us not from the dungeons of De Sade, but from the
world of high fashion. You can buy it in the supermarket. The basic
idea is to soften the wax almost to melting, then place a strip of it
on the hair to be removed. Once cool you jerk it off, literally ripping
the hair out by the roots.
I used it Ţrst on Racheląs armpits. She wheezed in surprised pain as
the strip peeled from her skin, jerking out her underarm hair in a
single painful motion.
łIąm going to do your pussy hair the same way.˛ I whispered in her ear.
She closed her eyes, not saying anything. Her armpit took four strips,
as did the other.
Her bush took six strips to remove, and Rachel screamed as the last one
came loose. Small drops of blood accompanied the hair. Concerned I had
Mei bring me a wet cloth. Apparently her skin had been irritated enough
by the whip to bleed when the hair was ripped out. Rachel winced as I
dabbed her mound gently.
łFour more strips.˛ I told the bound girl. łTo get the hair between
your legs. Then weąll go on to something worse.˛ łThanks a lot.˛ She
managed. I met Meiąs eyes. She was very concerned. łI know what Iąm
doing.˛ I said softly. Mei just nodded. łWould you be happier if it
were you on the bed? It can be arranged.˛ łItąs so cruel, master.˛ Mei
protested quietly. łDoes she really deserve so harsh a punishment?˛
łYes.˛ I said shortly. łSheąs only getting what she deserves.˛ łDonąt
worry, Mei.˛ Rachel gulped. łHeąs right.˛ Mei didnąt look convinced.
łTrust me.˛ I said, leaning forward and kissing her. Troubled but
obedient she subsided. The last patches of wax made Rachel bleed
slightly from her abused ţesh, but the drops were small and didnąt
reappear when wiped away. Rachel collapsed in her bonds when it was
over. łMaster, may I rest before you continue?˛ She whispered. Meiąs
eyes pleaded slightly too.
łAll right, Rachel. Would you like a drink of water?˛ łYes, please. My
throat feels raw.˛ Rachel spoke quietly, tentatively. As a slave girl.
I asked Mei to fetch her water and the Chinese girl eagerly obeyed,
glad to be helping Rachel.
I didnąt free her, Mei had to cradle Racheląs head so the Amerind girl
could sip from the glass. It was a stirring sight. After Rachel was
ready to continue I wheeled over a small hand cranked electric
generator. It had a governor to prevent too high a voltage. It would
tingle, but not harm. Of course when applied to the sensitive nerves in
a girląs clitorisŠ
The generator had a pair of poles to attach wires. A complicated
network of wires came off them. Two pairs ran to a set of modiŢed
nipple clamps. Making sure they werenąt too tight I used them on
Rachel. The teenager whimpered a bit as the clamps bit down. The third
clamp make her yelp and jerk violently as it squeezed her clitoris
hard. łGod, that hurt!˛ She gasped.
łPast tense?˛ I queried curiously. łIt doesnąt hurt now?˛ łNo, just at
Ţrst.˛ Rachel said. SatisŢed I turned the crank slowly. Rachel
stiffened, looking at me wildly.
łThat feels wwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaa!˛ She screamed as I gave the crank a
swift spin. As the ţywheel slowed to a stop Rachel collapsed onto the
bed, trembling. I spun the crank again, making the Apache girl wail and
writhe on the bed. It looked like an epileptic seizure. łMaster,
please, no more!˛ Rachel choked, gasping for breath. łIąm sorry, Iąll
never disobey you again, please!˛ She was terriŢed. I spun the crank
again, eliciting a wild yell from my victim. łYou may beg, Rachel.˛ I
said. łItąs expected of you. But it wonąt make any difference. Do you
understand?˛
łYes, master.˛ She whispered. I spun the crank again, making her
convulse. When she settled I removed the wires and pushed the generator
away. łThank you, master.˛ Rachel said, panting. I donąt know what she
was thanking me for. Probably for stopping.
Coming back I sat down on the bed. Leaning down I kissed Rachel
tenderly. She raised her head when I broke the kiss, looking at me
hopefully. łItąs over, Rachel.˛ I said. łYouąve had enough. Welcome
home, slave girl. You can stay as long as you like. Iąm very proud of
you.˛ The apache girl shuddered in relief.
łMei, take Rachel to her room. Tend her hurts.˛ łAre you going to fuck
me?˛ Rachel asked softly. I smiled down at her. łYou have to earn that
right, Rachel. Are you willing?˛ She didnąt say anything for a moment,
then nodded slowly. łAll right.˛ I freed the Indian girl. She rose
gingerly, wincing in pain. łAfter Meiąs seen to your aches and pains
sheąs going to make love to you. Obey her as you would me. If you can
bring her to orgasm Iąll break your cherry tonight.˛
łYes, master.˛ Rachel gulped, staring at the Chinese girl. Mei looked
nervous too.
łArouse her for me, Mei. Make her come as much and as hard as you can.
And be sure she returns the favor, understand?˛ łYes, master.˛ Mei
whispered. She held her hand out to Rachel who accepted it shyly. The
naked teenager let the Chinese girl lead her from the dungeon. I headed
for my room, pausing only to pick up a couple of sex toys I thought
might come in handy.

Chapter 16 Bonding

I was in time to see Rachel stretch out on the bed, her hairless body
strangely contrasting against the loose long hair on her head. Mei had
her turn onto her belly and began rubbing ointment onto Racheląs abused
skin. She was tender and gentle. Rachel soon relaxed. Not wanting to
miss anything I put a tape in and began recording. łThat feels
wonderful.˛ She sighed, her voice sounding odd from the camera mike.
łIąm glad. Was it very bad, Rachel?˛
łI was so scared.˛ Rachel murmured, letting Mei tend her. łIt was
horrible. I thought I was going to die. I never thought anything could
hurt like that. It hurt so much and he wouldnąt stop.˛ She sighed
again, going limp as the oriental girl massaged her tired body.
łThe electric shocks were the worst. It felt like I was being burned
alive.˛ She shuddered. łIąll never, ever make him mad again.˛ łHe
wasnąt angry, Rachel.˛ Mei said softly. łHe was hurt. I spent the night
with him. He cried himself to sleep.˛
łWell, he sure worked out his frustrations on me tonight.˛ Rachel
groaned as she turned over at Meiąs urging. łGod, I feel like I fell
into a hornetąs nest.˛
łJust relax, Rachel, itąs all over.˛ Mei murmured, delicately working
the salve into Racheląs whip marks. They werenąt welts, but the lines
were clear against her tanned skin. łHe wonąt torture you again.˛ łYou
canąt be sure of that.˛ Rachel said. łIn fact, he might punish you, if
you piss him off.˛
łAh, but I wonąt.˛ Mei chuckled. łI have him right where he wants me.
Thereąs no reason for him to hurt me, Rachel. I love him, and I think
heąs beginning to fall in love with me. And you.˛ łHow can he love both
of us? And if he really loved me how could he hurt me like that? It was
real agony, Mei, not just pain. I really thought I was dying.˛
łDoes your father love you?˛ Mei asked, amused. łOf course he does!˛
Rachel said indignantly. łWhat a question.˛ łDid he ever punish you?˛
łYes. Oh. So youąre saying Paul is doing this for my own good?˛ Rachel
was skeptical.
łDid you enjoy being a prostitute?˛ Mei shifted gears. łUm, I guess.˛
Rachel blushed as Mei began to work on her breasts, paying particular
attention to her nipples.
łI watched you. You came alive. There was a responsiveness in you, a
vibrant awareness and a joy. I lost count of your offers.˛ łSo did I.˛
Rachel laughed. łI think there were over twenty.˛ łI only got three.˛
Mei pretended to pout, then laughed. łWhat?˛ Rachel propped herself on
her elbows, possibly the only place I hadnąt whipped. łMei, youąre much
more beautiful than I am. How could you only get three?˛
łBecause you outshone me. You were brighter than any of the other
girls, Rachel. You were a beacon burning wild and joyous.˛ łI donąt
believe that.˛ Rachel laid back, staring at the canopy over her head.
łI think you were trying to avoid offers. I feel like a plow horse next
to a thoroughbred.˛
łI donąt think anyoneąs ever complimented me by calling me a horse
before.˛ Mei chuckled.
łYou know what I mean.˛ Rachel protested. łYes, I do.˛ Mei soothed.
łAnd thank you, Rachel. But youąre no slouch yourself. Paul was
particularly eager to have you here, you know.˛ łReally? Why?˛
łBecause youąre special.˛ Mei said. łSpread your legs, Iąve left the
most sensitive part till last.˛
łUm, you donąt have to do that.˛ Rachel said quickly. łI can manage,
really!˛ She tried to push Meiąs hands away. The Chinese girl didnąt
argue but pulled back.
łRachel, he ordered me to make love to you. Must I restrain you Ţrst?˛
Mei asked softly. Rachel shivered.
łIąve never done that before.˛ Rachel said, voice quivering. łIąm not
sure I can.˛
łNeither have I.˛ Mei whispered, leaning forward she kissed Rachel full
on the mouth. Rachel stared at her with wide eyes. Mei put her hand
between the other girląs legs. Rachel cried out in surprise and clamped
her thighs together. Mei kissed the frantic girl and continued to work
her hand between her legs. Soon Rachel shuddered and her legs parted.
łThat feels good, Mei. Donąt stop, please.˛ Rachel moaned. She embraced
her lover and kissed her passionately. Soon Rachel was panting and
quivering. She cried out in pleasure. Mei smiled and stood, undressing
quickly. Naked she lay back on the bed.
łNow you do it to me.˛ Mei said. łIf you make me come Paul will break
your cherry tonight. Would you like that?˛
łVery much. But Iąll do it because I want to, Mei. I never felt
anything like that before!˛
łItąs only the beginning, Rachel. When Paul takes you youąll never want
it to stop.˛ Mei smiled and laid back, spreading her legs. Rachel
scrambled between them eagerly.
łI want to please you, Mei. Tell me what to do!˛ The Apache girl
begged. łJust pretend youąre playing with yourself, Rachel. Do what
turns you on. Iąve got the same equipment you do. Iąll probably come
from the same things.˛
Rachel began by squeezing Meiąs breasts in her hands, compressing the
Chinese girląs small breasts, pushing them together. Mei cooed
appreciatively, and closed her eyes. She abandoned herself to her
loverąs caresses.
Rachel, encouraged by the other girląs trust, ran her hands down Meiąs
sides, trailing her Ţngertips lightly over her skin. Mei shivered,
arching her back.
łOh, yes!˛ She sighed. Smiling now, Rachel began to run her Ţngertips
all over Meiąs body, avoiding her breasts or genitals. After a few
minutes Mei was tossing Ţtfully, aroused by the teasing contact. She
still had her eyes closed, but she opened them wide when Rachel gently
twisted her nipples. I could see her crotch was sodden with her
secretions. łYouąre turning me on.˛ Mei whispered. Rachel smiled and
started over. The Chinese girl groaned in protest as her tormentor
ţirted with her secret places, coming tantalizingly close, but never
quite touching them. łYouąre driving me crazy! Please, touch me there!˛
Mei whimpered. łNo, Mei, I wonąt. Iąm going to tease you all night
long. Iąm going to keep you hovering on the edge, but I wonąt let you
come.˛ łPlease, Rachel, donąt do this.˛ Mei whispered. łMake me come,
please, oh please!˛ Rachel laughed, trailing her hands through Meiąs
pubic hair. Mei tensed, then groaned in frustration as her loverąs
hands moved to her stomach.
łIąll let you come if you let me spank you.˛ Rachel said, twisting
Meiąs nipples again, gently, careful not to hurt her. łOh, yes,
anything you want, please make me come!˛ The Chinese girl tried to sit
up but Rachel pushed her back. Mei shuddered as Rachel trailed a Ţnger
almost over her crotch.
łPlease, Rachel!˛ Mei cried.
łYou promise?˛ Rachel asked.
łYes!˛ Mei pleaded. łDo it! Please!˛
Without answering Rachel squeezed Meiąs breasts gently. The Chinese
girl drew a trembling breath. Finally taking pity on her victim Rachel
ran her Ţnger lightly up Meiąs crotch.
The effect was startling. Mei cried out and shuddered, obviously on the
edge of orgasm. Surprised, but willing, Rachel stroked Meiąs crotch,
paying particular attention to her clitoris. Mei came almost instantly,
shuddering and moaning. Rachel didnąt stop, making Mei cry out in
protest. Rachel began again, teasing her.
łRachel, not again!˛ Mei protested.
łHush, Iąm going to bring you off again. Then Iąm going to spank you.˛
łAll right.˛ Mei said submissively. łAfter my spanking Iąll show you
another way girls can get each other off.˛
łIąd like that.˛ Rachel said softly. This time it only took about Ţve
minutes before Mei was groaning in frustrated desire. łPut your Ţngers
in me, Rachel!˛ Mei begged, writhing under the Apache girląs hands.
Rachel looked surprised for a minute, then grinned. Mei shuddered as
the other girl sank a Ţnger in and probed her. Rachel worked in another
Ţnger, obviously enjoying the novel feel of Meiąs cunt. Sheąd never
dared to this to herself because it would have broken her maidenhead.
By Meiąs reaction the Apache girl was making up for lost time. All too
soon she cried out, her back arching as she tried to grind her pussy
onto Racheląs hand. The oriental girl moaned for nearly a minute,
quivering helplessly.
łWow.˛ Rachel breathed when Mei recovered enough to look at her. łWere
you coming all that time?˛
łYes.˛ Mei gasped, turning and propping her body on one arm. łThank
you, Rachel. God, it felt wonderful!˛
łWhat did it feel like?˛ The Apache girl demanded eagerly, bouncing on
the bed.
łIt felt like a string of mini-orgasms.˛ Mei answered, considering. Her
breathing was already returning to normal. She was in great shape!
łThey werenąt intense, but they just wouldnąt stop. It was like two or
three contractions, a pause, then two or three more. I couldnąt control
myself.˛ Shakily she pulled Racheląs face down to her and kissed her.
łThank you, Rachel. Do you want to spank me now?˛ Rachel blushed. łNo,
thatąs OK, Mei. I donąt know why I said that. I donąt really want to.˛
łIąll let you, you know. You wonąt even have to restrain me.˛ Mei
offered. Rachel shook her head again.
łYou said something about another way to come? Iąd really like to have
an orgasm, Mei. You just had a monster one, could you give me one like
that?˛ łI can try.˛ Mei said. łBut I donąt know why it happened,
Rachel. But Iąll do my best.˛
The Chinese girl was recovered now. She pushed Rachel onto her back and
spread her legs. She began to kiss the younger girl on her belly.
łYouąre not going to do what I think youąre going to do, are you?˛
Rachel asked breathlessly.
Mei chuckled softly. łYes. I made you come, then you made me come. Now
weąll make each other come at the same time. Have you ever heard of
69?˛ łYouąre kidding.˛ Rachel breathed. Mei took her nipple into her
mouth and sucked gently. łGod, youąre not kidding. Hurry!˛ łPatience,
my friend.˛ Mei said, then kissed her lips. There was tongue action,
you could see it from the camera mount. I wondered idly where Mei had
picked up her expertise. Stories from her hooker friends? Rachel also
had shown an amazing proŢciency, even if you granted she was just
playing with Mei the way she played with herself. Where had she gotten
the privacy to practice that?
Mei straddled Rachel and kissed her pussy. Rachel gasped, then giggled.
She groaned an instant later as Meiąs tongue slathered across her slit.
It was obvious that Mei intended to make Rachel come that way. That
Ţtted my plans perfectly. Mei made such a beautiful restraining
deviceŠ. Mei threw her head back and moaned. Evidently Rachel was
returning the favor. The two girls busied themselves, each trying to
bring the other off quicker. It was a race only both could win. Tearing
myself away from the bewitching spectacle I hurried to Racheląs room. I
opened the soundproof door as quietly as I could. Mei hadnąt locked it,
for which I was grateful. Those locks make a loud ratcheting noise when
theyąre opened.
I neednąt have worried. Both girls were threshing in pleasure,
clenching each otherąs heads with their thighs, moaning and groaning. I
undressed quickly and walked over to the bed. About that time Mei
climaxed, she raised her head and stared at me with unseeing eyes. When
she came down and saw me her eyes lighted. I put my Ţnger to my lips,
warning her not to make any sound and pointed to Racheląs cunt.
Understanding she dipped her head back and continued. Rachel made a low
moaning noise as she came. When sheąd quieted Mei started to get up. I
motioned her to sit up, still blocking Racheląs view. I took the
Amerind girląs ankles and raised her legs, Rachel tensed when Mei took
her ankles, suddenly feeling four hands on her body. Not pausing I
guided my erect cock and guided it against her hymen. Then I pushed.

Chapter 17 Surprises

Rachel screamed, more in shock than pain. Her pussy was so plump from
arousal, and her hymen so thin, I donąt think she even felt it break.
She struggled frantically as I sank into her, nearly throwing Mei off.
But the Chinese girląs strength was nothing short of astounding, and
her balance was just as good. She held the convulsing teenager pinned
as the base of my cock settled against Racheląs crotch. łOh, please,
pleaseŠ˛ Rachel sobbed.. łStop it! It hurts, oh, oh.˛ And she wept real
tears. She went limp and trembling. łHold her.˛ I commanded. Mei
nodded, eyes ţashing with excitement. I backed out of Rachel slowly and
the girl seemed to relax. Then slowly I began to thrust.
In and out, in and out. The Ţrst thrust made her ţinch, the second she
took better.
After a minute or two she had calmed down. I took Racheląs legs and put
them around my waist. She obediently hugged me with her thighs. łLick
her clit, Mei. Letąs make her come harder than sheąs ever done.˛ I
shifted Racheląs legs to give Mei room.
Meiąs tongue made Rachel groan. For the Ţrst time the virgin girląs
movements were deliberate and sensuous. She was over the shock of her
violation and now was deŢnitely enjoying herself. Enough so that she
came within ten minutes. I was nearly there when I felt her cunt
squeeze, but managed to hold on till she quieted. Carefully I withdrew,
realizing Iąd forgotten a condom yet again. With Mei it hadnąt
mattered, but Iąd bet Rachel wasnąt using birth control. łMay I get up
now, master?˛ Mei asked difŢdently. I nodded. She moved, revealing a
totally spent Rachel, panting, arms and legs ţung wantonly to the
winds.
łDid you enjoy your rape, Rachel?˛ I asked. łI guess so, master!˛ She
laughed weakly, gasping for breath. łIt was very strange.˛
łIt isnąt over yet. Iąve got plans for the two of you. Did she make you
come, Mei?˛
łYou saw me, master.˛
I chuckled. łSo I did. How does it feel to come for a whole minute,
anyway?˛ Racheląs eyes snapped to me in shock.
łHow could you-?˛ She asked.
I pointed to the video camera. She blushed furiously. łDonąt worry, Iąm
still recording.˛ I said. łMei, youąve been such a good slave I think
Iąm going to let you help me with the next part of Racheląs
enslavement. Would you like that?˛
łYes, master. I never thought girls could be so much fun.˛ łOK, Rachel
Iąd like you to move over and let Mei lie down. Iąm going to chain her
to the bed.˛ When Mei was in position I fastened one ankle, the
opposite wrist, and put the collar around her neck. Rachel looked on,
puzzled.
łWhy didnąt you use the other two?˛ She asked, waving vaguely at the
remaining restraints.
łThose are for you.˛ I grinned, kissing her. Her mouth was larger than
Meiąs, and felt deeper.
łNow, lie on top of her, and give her a kiss. Donąt worry about your
weight, Mei can take it, canąt you Mei?˛
łOf course.˛ Mei said. She held up her free hand to the Indian girl.
Rachel laid down, giggling when her breasts came down against Meiąs.
She kissed the oriental girl.
I chained Racheląs wrist then her ankle, pinning her to Mei. łI could
get to like this.˛ Rachel said to the girl under her. łThe master comes
up with such wickedly delightful ideas.˛ Mei agreed. I laughed,
bringing out the Ţrst toy.
łWicked might be just the word. Look at this, girls.˛ It was a tapered
rubber cone about Ţve inches long, which swelled close to the base but
narrowed just before it got there. It was jet black in color and looked
vaguely like an arrowhead or the head of a snake. łWhatąs that thing?˛
Rachel asked uneasily. łThey call it a butt plug.˛ I answered
cheerfully. łItąs designed to get shoved up a girląs asshole.
łBut itąs huge.˛ Rachel objected. łIt wouldnąt Ţt!˛ łWhich of us is to
receive it, master?˛ Mei asked, always one to get to the heart of
matters.
łYou will, Mei. Rachel, honey, Iąm afraid youąre going to have to take
one a bit larger.˛ I pointed at my cock, still erect. Rachel swallowed,
then began to tremble. She didnąt say a word.
łNormally, Iąd smear Vaseline on it before I tried to insert it, but
Meiąs pussy ţows heavily enough to provide all the lubricant she needs.
Weąve proved that, already.˛ I chuckled evilly. Mei laughed with me,
making Rachel look at her funny.
Meiąs pussy was sopping, so I worked the plug in with little trouble.
She jerked a bit, and moaned when I diddled her clitoris, but it didnąt
hurt her.
The thick shiny cream had slid down her crotch, nestling in her
asshole. I touched the plug to her and began to apply pressure. Her
back arched instinctively but I held her thighs apart, forcing her
open. The butt plug crept into her slowly.
łOh, god, that feels wonderful, master!˛ She cried. She gasped and
shuddered as her sphincter clenched around the narrow base, pulling the
plug Ţrmly into her ass. The ţared base settled into her ass crack,
preventing the plug from disappearing completely.
łNow for you, Rachel darling.˛ I said, bringing out the second toy, a
double headed dildo almost eighteen inches long. It ţopped in my hand.
łOne end goes in Mei, the other in you. When itąs Ţrmly settled Iąm
going to grease my cock and fuck you in the tush. And Iąm going to come
in your asshole.˛
Mei sighed in satisfaction as I fed the dildo to her cunt. I worked it
in and out several times, just so sheąd get the idea. Then I withdrew
it and inserted it slowly into Racheląs cunt. The Apache girl, so
recently a virgin, was still a bit tender. She yelped, but as I worked
it slowly in and out she relaxed. Then I pushed the dry end into Mei.
łMove around a bit, see if you can fuck each other with it.˛ I
commanded. Submissively they obeyed. Soon Mei was sighing in pleasure.
Rachel didnąt seem to be enjoying herself.
I took the jar of Vaseline from my pile of clothes and coated my cock
for the second time today. Idly I wondered just what Jenny was doing
right now. Or Sherry. I couldnąt help but think of what Sherryąs
asshole would be like. Pushing the thought aside I knelt on the bed
behind Rachel and coated her asshole with lubricant.
She was too busy fucking Mei to notice.
She noticed my cock though, as it pressed into her. łOh, god!˛ She
moaned as my invading pole pried her sphincter open. She moaned again
as the ring of muscle yielded, letting me stuff her buns full of my hot
dog.
The Ţrst thrust didnąt make it all the way in, she was too tight, too
inexperienced. It took four before my pubic hair tickled her ass crack.
She was groaning in pain. As the ass fuck continued, she Ţnally relaxed
but still wasnąt enjoying it.
łStop, master! This is disgusting!˛ Rachel cried as I thrust
particularly deep. Mei silenced her with a kiss. Rachel began to
struggle, arousing both Mei and I as her hips moved violently from side
to side. The Apache girl burst into tears as the double rape continued.
Mei was gasping for breath, Racheląs frenzied escape attempts
translating into fucking motions, the dildo sinking deep. The butt plug
must have helped, she didnąt look like it would be too much longer.
Then Rachel gave up, just as I lost all control. I spurted my load into
her unmoving body, the only motion the involuntary clenching of her
sphincter. For a second or two I reeled, almost pulling out of her.
Totally drained I keeled over beside Mei. The room smelled strongly of
arousal and something else. Looking down at myself I noticed a brown
smear. Wearily, patting Mei on the head I went to the bathroom. When I
came back Rachel was still crying. Mei was comforting her. Tired, I
released the two girls.
łMaster, I still havenąt come.˛ Mei said timidly. I smiled wanly.
łLady, Iąm gone. Iąd love to oblige but the ţesh is weak right now.
Sorry.˛ łIąm not too tired.˛ Rachel said.
łYouąd better go to the bathroom and clean up Ţrst.˛ I said. łYouąre
leaking a bit from my reaming.˛
She squeaked when she caught my meaning and nearly teleported into the
bathroom. Feeling a hundred years old I grabbed the dildo and shoved it
into Mei.
łThatąs not going to do it, master.˛ She said apologetically. łThen
youąll have to wait for Rachel, love. My cockąs just been hit with a
ten thousand ton asshole. Itąll be out of commission till morning.˛ łI
could suck you.˛ She offered eagerly. I shuddered, imagining the feel
of Meiąs hot mouth in my present condition. łForce another come from me
today and Iąll be out of commission permanently.˛
łPlease, can you do anything?˛ Mei begged. I smiled as a thought
occurred to me. Feeling a bit less winded I ordered Mei onto her belly
and spread-eagled her with the restraints. I removed her plug, noticing
it wasnąt stained, and shoved as much of the dildo into her asshole as
would Ţt. I managed nearly a foot. Mei was moaning and squirming, not
entirely with pleasure. Using one hand to thrust the dildo in and out I
used the other to spank her.
Hard.
She took it well for a minute or two then the pain of the spanking got
to her. She began to cry, while still humping her ass upward to receive
the impaling thrust of the dildo. She didnąt beg me to stop, but she
didnąt ask for more, either.
I folded the dildo and plunged the free end into her cunt. She wept and
sobbed with the pain and the pleasure of the double violation, too
confused to know anything else.
Rachel had returned and was watching the scene with wide eyes. łCome
here, Rachel. Suck my cock. Meiąs punishment will continue until you
can make me come, and swallow my sperm.˛ Rachel gaped at me, then a
particularly soul wrenching groan made her hurry and kneel. She took my
cock in her mouth.
She wasnąt very good. No inborn talent for it like Mei, or experience
like Jenny. I winced as she caught my tender ţesh with her teeth. But
the combination of what I was doing to Mei, her moans and whimpers, and
the feel of Racheląs tongue Ţnally aroused me. From time to time Iąd
been re lubricating the dildo, not wanting to injure the Chinese girl.
The scene had been going on for over twenty minutes. I was sitting on
the edge of the bed with Rachel laying on the bed, her knees unable to
take the strain of kneeling anymore. Her head was in my lap, my cock
deep in her mouth.
Mei was shuddering every so often, each time I spanked her sheąd jerk.
Iąd slowed down quite a bit, unable to spank her more than once every
Ţve seconds or so.
Then I felt the oriental girl begin to approach orgasm. It took another
ten minutes, which I had Rachel spend masturbating herself. Meiąs
orgasm was small, short, and deŢnitely not worth the pain. But she
sighed in contentment and fell asleep, the dildo still buried in her
body. Now that Rachel had my undivided attention my orgasm was swift in
coming. I shot a small load into her mouth, making her swallow it. She
came about the same time from masturbating.
łThat was weird, master.˛ She whispered. I smiled and took her to the
bathroom where we showered together. As with Mei the Ţrst night we were
both too exhausted to do more than clean each other. I covered Mei with
Racheląs blanket, leaving her bound, the dildo still in place.
Then I took Rachel to my room where we both fell asleep at once.

Chapter 18 Morning After

When I woke up Rachel was watching me, her face pensive. łGood morning,
Rachel.˛ I said sleepily. łGood morning, master.˛ She said softly. łAny
regrets?˛ I asked, reaching over and caressing her face. She shook her
head. I wasnąt erect, thank goodness. Last night had drained me dry.
Rachel scooted over to me and put her arms around me. łWas I good
enough, master?˛ She asked, pressing lightly against me. łHave I earned
my place as your slave?˛
łThat depends.˛ I said soberly. łDo you want to stay? After last
night?˛ łMore than anything.˛ She said Ţercely. łIąm yours until you
donąt want me anymore.˛
łWhat time is it?˛ I asked, glancing at my watch. łOh, my god! Nine
oąclock! Meiąs still bound in your bed!˛ Naked I sprang out of bed.
Rachel looked confused as I raced to the monitors.
Mei was still asleep, the blanket covering her. I grabbed a robe and
burst out of the room. When I opened Racheląs bedroom door and hurried
over to the bed I must have woken Mei. She struggled for a moment, then
relaxed. łGood morning, master.˛ She said quietly. łMei, Iąm so sorry!
I should have released you hours ago. Forgive me.˛ I worked the
combination locks and freed her. She gasped as she moved, stiff from
sleeping in one position all night. łAre you OK?˛ I asked anxiously.
łOw! What the-˛ Mei reached between her legs, throwing off the blanket.
łWhatąs this? Has this been in me all night?˛ łYes. Go to the bathroom
before you pull it out.˛ Worried that she might be injured from her
prolonged bondage I helped her up. łDonąt worry about me, master. Iąve
felt worse after an Akido match.˛ Mei soothed me. Holding the dildo in
place with one hand she hobbled to the bathroom. Turning she pushed me
away gently. łGo eat, master. Iąll be down in a few minutes. I want to
shower and get dressed. Iąm OK, really.˛
łYouąre sure?˛ I asked, hovering nervously. łIąm never going to do that
to you again! I promise.˛
łBut I enjoyed it very much, master. It gave me such strange dreams.˛
Smiling she closed the door.
What a woman! Rachel had come in while Mei was talking. Naked, she went
to her dresser and began to get dressed.
łSheąs OK then?˛ Rachel asked.
łYes. Tell you what, Iąm going to go Ţx breakfast. Anything special
youąd like?˛
łAre there any wafţes?˛ Rachel asked hopefully. I grinned at her. łIf
there arenąt Iąll make some, just for you.˛ She smiled back at me,
somewhat difŢdently. I headed back to my room to get dressed. When I
got to the kitchen Sherry was sitting at the table, eating. I pulled up
short. Iąd forgotten all about her in the excitement of last night and
this morning.
łGood morning.˛ I managed.
łHi. I Ţxed breakfast. Hope you like scrambled eggs.˛ She waved me to
the oven.
Three plates were warming there, scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast. I
took one and ate rapidly. Then I began poking around, looking to see if
we had any wafţes. I found some in the freezer and began making them.
About that time Rachel came in.
łGood morning.˛ I said cheerfully. I took her plate from the oven and
put it in front of her. łYour wafţesąll be just a minute.˛ łHi.˛ Rachel
said to Sherry. łSleep well?˛ Sherry choked on her orange juice. Rachel
pounded her on the back to help her recover.
łGod, what a straight line!˛ Sherry gasped when she could breath again.
łDonąt do that to me girl!˛ She looked Rachel over. łNo bruises. He
must have been careful. Or was that just an act?˛ łAct?˛ Rachel asked.
łYou know. Last night.˛
łYou donąt have to answer that, Rachel. Unless you want to.˛ I said
quickly. I gave her the wafţes and went to search for the syrup. łItąs
OK, master. No, Sherry. He really did punish me last night.˛ Rachel
shivered. łAnd it wasnąt an act, believe me!˛ łWhyąd you let him?˛
Sherry was about as subtle as politicians are honest. łBecause I
deserved it.˛ Rachel answered, digging into her food. łI was stupid and
did something Iąll never ever do again.˛ łWhat did you do?˛ Sherry
demanded. Rachel looked at her solemnly. łShe doesnąt want to answer
you, Sherry. Donąt push, OK?˛ I said, then put my head back in the
refrigerator.
łNo, master. Itąs OK. Unless youąd rather I didnąt.˛ łIąd rather you
didnąt.˛ I answered. łBlast, where is that syrup, anyway?˛ We were
rescued by Meiąs arrival. She found the syrup bottle, unopened, in the
pantry. After breakfast I took Sherry into the library. Mei snagged
Rachel into helping her with the Ţnal preparations for the rest of the
harem.
łWell, Sherry, have you decided?˛ I asked. łIąll stay. Were you serious
about punishing me if I didnąt get good grades?˛ The brown-haired girl
asked. I considered. łWhat kind of grades did you get in school?˛ I
asked Ţnally. łCąs and Bąs.˛ Sherry answered.
łThink youąre up to it?˛ I challenged. Her temper ţared, but she got it
under control.
łIąm up to it. Iąm not sure I want to, though.˛ łAs I see it there are
two choices. First, you can go back with your own age group. Thatąll
mean youąll end up downstairs a lot, especially at Ţrst. Or you can
hold back a year, taking up where you left off. Thatąll mean either
pretending you ţunked a year, or that youąre a year younger than you
are.˛ Sherry made a face.
łIąm used to being an adult, Paul. Hanging out with kids my own age
will be bad enough. Younger ones will be impossible.˛ łItąs up to you.
But the whip hurts a lot, especially when thereąs no sex in the ofŢng.˛
łYou really would hurt me, wouldnąt you?˛ I just grinned at her
savagely. łYouąre one spooky son of a bitch, you know that?˛ łBut a
rich one.˛ I said, holding up a Ţnger. łYou in or out, Sherry? Sherry
what?˛
łJust Sherry.˛ She said. łIąm thinking about it.˛ łJust Sherry wonąt
look good on your registration. Better come up with a last name.˛
łIąll use yours. What is it?˛
łReiner.˛ I said. łHmm, Sherry Reiner. Letąs see, youąre my brotherąs
daughter. He and his wife were tragically killed in an auto accident
and you became my ward a year ago. Until now youąve been under private
care for shock and grief. Now that youąve recovered, youąre going back
to school. Howąs that?˛
łIt was a boating accident.˛ Sherry said softly. łThey drowned. Mama
couldnąt swim, and Daddy-˛ She bit her lip, Ţghting tears. łMy fatherąs
name was Ralph, my motherąs name was Sarah.˛ She looked at me. łJust so
we can keep the story straight.˛
łItąs always best to use the truth whenever you can.˛ I said. łAre you
sure you wouldnąt rather be Anabelle Lee? Or Sherry Lee?˛ łNo. My uncle
might Ţnd me. If he hasnąt drunk himself dead yet. Now youąre my uncle.
Clever, saying I was under private care. Who was my doctor?˛ łJames
Smith.˛ I answered promptly. łA nursing home in Virginia. Very
discrete. Nothing like a hint of scandal to keep probing noses out of
your business.˛
łAinąt that the truth.˛ Sherry laughed. łItąll ţy, I guess. What was
the name of the nursing home?˛
łThe Garadin Institute.˛ I pulled a name out of the air. łThey treat
emotional trauma patients. And usually cure them.˛ łAnother hint that
Iąm crazy. Gee, thanks.˛ łItąll cover you if you do something out of
the ordinary.˛ I countered. łA quiet word to the principal about your
background and heąll fall all over himself to make sure nobody does any
digging.˛ łOK, now that weąve covered my history, what about my future?
Will you punish me for bad grades?˛
łYou wanted a challenge. Letąs say you get the rest of this year to
come up to speed. Next year, the punishment begins. The rewards can
begin immediately.˛
łWhy?˛
łCause I donąt think youąll earn very many. Youąre too far behind.˛ I
shrugged. łIf you surprise me, itąll be worth a few toys.˛ łI canąt
Ţgure you out.˛ She said. łYou make out like Dracula or something then
you turn soft as a pussy cat. What gameąre you playing?˛ łNo game.˛ I
said, turning serious. łYou have Mei to thank really. She just canąt
turn away strays. If it werenąt for her Iąd have paid you off and sent
you on your way. Sheąs a far better person than I am. If youąre still
here on your eighteenth birthday Iąll rape you. Fair warning.˛ łIąll
remember.˛ Sherry promised. łWhy are you doing this? Just for that
slant?˛
I donąt remember moving. I donąt remember hitting her. But she was
laying on the ground at my feet, holding her shoulder, staring up at me
with terriŢed eyes.
łDo not ever call Mei names again.˛ I said in a cold deadly voice. łYou
owe her your life, bitch, your future. Anything you gain from now on
will have been because of her. If I ever hear you speak of her with
anything but the upmost respect I will whip you until your bloody back
shows your bones, do you hear me you horrible little sack of scum?˛
łIąm sorry!˛ She sobbed. łI wonąt do it again, please donąt hurt me!˛
She tried to sink into the ţoor. Suddenly I felt ashamed of myself. But
Iąd gone too far to back out now.
łGet on your feet, animal!˛ I snarled. She cried out in pain as she put
weight on one arm. Awkwardly, holding her shoulder, she got to her
feet. łNow go to Mei and apologize.˛ I barked. She stumbled out of the
library, still crying. I followed her.
Mei looked up, then stood in alarm as we came in. Rachel stayed seated,
too surprized to react. She ţinched when she saw the murderous
expression on my face. Sherry went to Mei, and stopped.
łIąm sorry I called you a slant.˛ She sobbed. łIąll never do it again.
Please forgive me.˛ She hung her head.
łWhat in the world-master, what happened?˛ Mei asked, ţabbergasted by
the whole thing.
łShe insulted you, Mei. I lost my temper and hit her. I donąt think I
broke any bones, but I probably gave her a nasty bruise. Better check
her.˛ Mei turned instantly to the girl, leading her over to a chair.
With tender Ţngers she unbuttoned Sherryąs minidress and pulled the
material aside. łBe still little one.˛ She crooned. łIąm not going to
hurt you.˛ The area was red, and apparently tender. Mei must have been
satisŢed by what she discovered because she buttoned Sherryąs dress
again and stepped back. łYouąll be all right. There are no broken
bones. You might have a bruise, but I doubt it. If you work your arm
around the pain will go away. He just pinched a nerve. It should stop
hurting in a few minutes.˛ Then she turned to me. I braced myself,
belatedly realizing just how stupid a blunder Iąd made.
łIf you ever hit one of us again, Iąll leave you.˛ Mei said. She was
angry. łThere is no excuse for this. You know better. Punishment is one
thing, even pain. But this is injury, Paul! Thereąs no excuse! Now
apologize to her! Right now!˛
She was right. I had had no right to hit Sherry. To slap her perhaps.
But Iąd used my Ţst, with as much force as I could deliver. Only
Sherryąs instincts had started her moving in time to evade most of the
blow. If she hadnąt been a street wise hooker with fast reţexes I
probably would have broken her shoulder. The thought turned my stomach.
łSherry, Iąm sorry. I had no right to hit you. Iąm not even going to
try and justify it, it was wrong, and thereąs just no way to say it was
right. But I have to try and explain, so youąll understand.˛ łI
understand youąre a crazy mother-fucker!˛ She spat. Her terror was
being replaced by rage.
łMaybe. I donąt know why I hit you. I didnąt mean to.˛ łYou damn near
tore my fucking arm off, asshole!˛ She screamed. I sat down wearily.
łStop it!˛ Rachel shouted suddenly. Her voice was shocking, high
pitched and loud. Everyone froze, staring at her.
łThis is getting crazy, folks. I think we should sit down together for
a little while. And not talk. Just sit still and cool off. Please?˛ The
magic word. Youąd be amazed at itąs power. I was already doing that.
But more importantly Sherry did too. And Mei. We sat like that for
about ten minutes. It actually got boring.
łWell, Iąm calm. Now what?˛ Sherry asked. łHow about you, Mei?˛
łIąm Ţne.˛
łPaul?˛
łMe too. Whatąs on your mind, Pocahantas?˛ Rachel smiled at my feeble
joke. łI think weąve got a bomb here. I seriously want it elsewhere.
Preferably on the moon. Anybody disagree?˛ She looked at each of us.
Nobody disagreed. łMay I dispose of the bomb? Does anyone really want
it around? No? Good. Then weąve agreed. Iąd like to ask some questions.
Please, donąt be angry. Anger just confuses you.˛ She looked at Sherry.
łSherry, Iąd like to know what happened. Take as much time as you like.
Try not to get mad, ok? Just tell me what happened.˛ łI was asking him
why he was taking me in. And he hit me.˛ She looked at Rachel. łThatąs
it. Heąs crazy.˛
łTry to remember your exact words, honey. What exactly did you say? And
how did you say it?˛
Sherry glanced at Mei guiltily, then quickly glanced away. łI asked him
if he were doing it just because of Mei.˛ She said defensively. łWhat
were your exact words, Sherry. Please, itąs really important.˛ łI
called her a slant.˛ Sherry blurted. łI didnąt mean anything by it.˛ łI
see.˛ Racheląs voice was soft and coaxing. łAnd then he hit you?˛
łYes.˛ Sherryąs answer was almost inaudible. łPaul, is what she said
true?˛
łYes.˛ I answered.
łYou hit her because she called Mei a-slant?˛ Rachel stumbled over the
word. łI donąt understand. Whatąs a slant?˛
łSlant-eyed.˛ Mei spoke softly. łItąs a hold over from World War II.
Itąs like calling a black person a nigger.˛
łOh.˛ Rachel said. łPaul, why did you hit her?˛ łBecause she called Mei
a slant.˛ I answered. łIt made you angry?˛ Rachel asked softly. łAngry
enough to try and hurt Sherry?˛
łYes.˛ I answered reluctantly. łI could have killed her. It was sudden,
totally unexpected.˛
łWhy did it make you mad?˛
łI donąt know. I shouldnąt have hit her. It shouldnąt have made me so
furiou s. What I should have done was scolded her. Not hit her.˛ łSo
youąre sorry you did it.˛
łYes.˛
łWill you do it again?˛
łNo.˛
łAre you satisŢed Sherry?˛
łSatisŢed?˛
łThat heąs sorry he hit you, and that he wonąt hit you again.˛ łI
guess.˛
łMei, are you satisŢed with Sherryąs apology?˛ łNo.˛ Mei stood up and
walked over to Sherry. The brown haired girl watched her
apprehensively. łShe made it out of terror and pain. Under threat. I
canąt accept it.˛ She smiled at Sherry.
łBut if she wants to make it now, Iąll be happy to accept it. And very
pleased.˛
łIąm sorry, Mei. Iąll never call you a slant again, I promise.˛ łI
accept.˛ Mei said, bowing gracefully. łPaul, you made Mei angry by
hitting Sherry. I think an apology might be in order.˛
łIąm sorry, Mei. I promise never to offer injury to any of you again.˛
łI accept your apology, master.˛
łThank you, lady.˛
łAre you still mad, Sherry?˛ Rachel asked after a short silence. łNo.˛
She answered. łI ought to be, but Iąm not.˛ Rachel smiled. łMei? Are
you angry now?˛
łNo, Rachel.˛
łPaul?˛
łNope.˛
łLet me tell you a story.˛ Rachel said softly. łMy people are Apaches.
We were great warriors, very brave. And when the white men cheated us
and killed us, and raped our women we had just cause to be angry, to
kill.˛ łBut now there arenąt so many of us left. All the brave warriors
are gone now. Those left are the crafty, the meek, and the cunning.
Weąve learned a bitter lesson.˛
łMy mother told me it would have been better if we could have talked to
the white men, and coexisted peacefully with them. But there was too
much pride on both sides, and the anger kept growing, tearing our
nation apart.˛ łMy mother was right.˛ Rachel smiled at each of us. łWe
just proved it. Now we can forget the pain, and the anger, and the
fear. We can remember the peace, and the victory weąve made here
together. Isnąt that better than what might have been?˛
łYouąre right, Rachel.˛ Sherry got up, swinging her hurt arm gently.
Then she came over to me and put out her hand. Gravely I shook it. łHi,
my name is Sherry Reiner. Pleased to meet you.˛ łHello, Sherry. My name
is Paul Reiner. I hope you have a wonderful life here with us. Welcome,
lady.˛
łLive long and prosper, dude!˛ She winked.

Chapter 19 Thuy

The next three days were very busy ones. Sherry had forgiven me for
hitting her, which was fortunate, because the two of us were together
most of those three days, arranging for her to return to school. As Iąd
suspected, once the principal heard our story he was more than willing
to waive a lot of the formalities. Sherryąs story made the rounds of
the teachers, all of whom were very sympathetic. Even so, getting her
started was difŢcult, especially in late March. Oh, well, it would keep
her from getting underfoot. Both Thuy Li Min and Alima Jahrain called
to be picked up. Thuy was due on the twenty-third, Alima the day after.
Mei and Rachel handled the logistics as I had my hands full with
Sherry.
Rachel got a prescription for the pill, although it would take a month
for that to become effective. I used a condom the night I made love to
her. Combined with the bondage I was able to make her come hard twice,
once with my tongue, and once with my Ţngers. She didnąt want me to
fuck her, resisting until I forcibly restrained her spread-eagle in the
chains. She struggled wildly when I Ţrst pushed into her, tears
spilling down her face for a while, then she gave up. After a long time
she started to enjoy it. Unfortunately, it was only a couple of minutes
later I lost control. She kissed me tenderly when I withdrew, and
apologized. I had Mei the next night, in the ass the way she liked it,
using only her copious vaginal lubricant. She had two orgasms, from my
tongue on her clit. She didnąt come from my ass fucking, although she
enjoyed the feel of my hard cock reaming her. I never even fucked her
cunt. When we were Ţnished she begged me to leave her in bondage
overnight. Reluctantly I agreed, making sure I set my alarm for Ţfteen
till six so I could free her on time.

The twenty-second was stormy. I decided to go to bed alone that night,
to save my strength for Thuy. Rachel was content to just sleep, she
loved to listen to the rain as she snuggled under the covers. I smiled
when I found that out, I liked to do that too.
Mei was another matter. Sheąd been prowling around the dungeon and
discovered a bondage bed. She asked to be restrained in it overnight. I
obliged her-with a twist. As she lay panting in excitement I inserted a
special sex toy into her cunt. It was called a cucumber-a very
expensive, very exotic vibrator that plugged into the wall. It was nine
inches long, covered in warty green rubber, with the thick cable
designed to look like a stem. But the cable did more than just power
the toy!
Between the wall and the dildo was a control box, loaded with a
powerful micro-processor and a large built in program to control the
cucumber. The vibrator could turn itself on and off, twist, expand and
contract, get hot and even supply a mild electric shock.
I put a leather harness around Meiąs hips to hold the massive toy in
her so she couldnąt expel it. Then I programmed the toy to activate at
random times throughout the night, with random effects. Then I kissed
Mei good night and went to bed. The twenty-third dawned sunny and
perfect. I freed Mei, who was groggy from her extended bout with the
cucumber.
łThank you, master.˛ She said as I helped her stand. She swayed
drunkenly and would have fallen except for my support. łToo much for
you?˛ I asked, grinning. She kissed me, then knelt, lifting her ass
high and pressing her breasts against the cold stone ţoor. She
stretched her arms out along the ţoor above her head. Astonished, I
gaped down at her. łWhat the hell are you doing, Mei?˛ łPlease, master,
your humble servant begs that you make her a slave twenty-four hours a
day. I want to belong to you utterly, totally! Possess me, I beg you!˛
She was weeping and shivering, from cold or need I couldnąt tell.
łMei, get up!˛ She sprang to her feet instantly, keeping her eyes
downcast. łWhatąs gotten into you?˛
łDesire to be your property, master.˛ She whispered. I shook my head,
disbelieving.
łTell me youąre kidding.˛ I said.
łLast night that thing kept turning on just as I would get to sleep. It
gave me wonderful, frightening dreams. Make me your slave, master.
Around the clock. Brand me, mark me as yours!˛
łYouąre serious, arenąt you?˛ I asked, leaning against a bondage frame.
łYouąre really serious.˛
łYes, master.˛ She looked at me, then snapped her eyes downward. łWhat
youąre asking is impossible.˛ I said. łIn the Ţrst place, Iąd never
injure you. Branding you would scar your perfect body, and I wouldnąt
dream of something so horrible. In the second place, itąs illegal, and
even if it werenąt I donąt want to own anybody. Not even such a
spellbinding lady as you.
łBut I want to be owned by you. Canąt we work something out?˛ Mei
pleaded. Too confused to think I said Ţnally.
łLet me think about it. And you better think about it too. Now go
shower and dress. Breakfast will be waiting.˛
łYes, master!˛ And she sprang up the stairs. I shook my head again.
Things were deŢnitely looking crazy.
Thuy was due in at eight oąclock, so after breakfast I briefed Mei on
the special scene I wanted with Thuy. She clapped her hands in glee, a
feral light in her eyes. Rachel found out and pitched in with a will. I
left for town at 7:30 to pick up Thuy at the airport. I cautioned
Sherry that I would be playing tonight, and she might want to stay in
her room after lights out. She just grinned and made an obscene
gesture. It was getting hard to remember that the schoolgirl was
actually a professional hooker. Nothing I could do would shock her.
There was almost no trafŢc, I was ten minutes early. The charter plane
was on time, a small two engine with a high tail. Standing at the gate
I watched as Thuy stepped from the plane.
She was Vietnamese, a hair taller than Mei, but lighter built, almost
skinny. Where Mei was curvaceous, and Rachel was solid, Thuy was almost
frail in her slenderness. She looked much younger than eighteen, more
like the Ţfteen that Sherry really was.
She was dressed in white loose shorts and a ţoppy white blouse that
made her look even younger. I began to wonder if she really was
eighteen. The pilot helped carry her baggage, two suitcases and an
overnight case, to the gate where I was standing.
łHello!˛ Thuy waved, and ran to meet me. She skidded to a stop with a
big smile. I noticed she was wearing tennis shoes. łHi.˛ I said,
grinning. Despite her frail appearance Thuy seemed to vibrate with
energy. The pilot handed me her suitcases and with a wave headed back
to his plane.
łBefore we go any further, show me your driverąs license.˛ I demanded,
holding out my hand. Looking at me strangely she took a wallet from her
purse and extracted the card.
It said she was born on March 8, 1972. She was just barely eighteen,
but she was legal. I gave her back her license.
łSorry, but you look about thirteen.˛ I said. łNo offense.˛ łNone
taken. A lot of people say that.˛
łWell, letąs get your luggage in the car and get started.˛ I said. łHow
was your trip?˛
łExciting.˛ Thuy said. łIąve never ţown before. It was neat.˛ The
airport was small, just for private craft and small business jets. That
was lucky because I didnąt have to carry her luggage a long way. łAre
you sure this is what you want?˛ I said as we walked toward the car.
łItąs still not too late to change your mind.˛ łIąm positive.˛ The
petite oriental said. łIąm thrilled beyond words. This is the most
exciting thing Iąve ever had happen to me.˛ łHere we are.˛ I said
cheerfully, sitting down her bags and Ţshing out my keys.
łOh, wow! A Porsche!˛ Thuy exclaimed. łA 911! Iąve always wanted a
Porsche! A white 944.˛ She was grinning. łYou know, one with red
leather, a really wicked stereo, and a Ţve speed. Vaaroooom!˛ łAre you
familiar with Porsches then?˛ I asked casually. I opened the door and
put her luggage in what was charitably called a back seat. łJust
pictures. My parents are the practical sort. The fastest thing Iąve
ever driven was a friendąs CRX.˛
łAre you sure this is a 911?˛ I asked, straightening up.˛ łSure itąs a
911. Look at the headlights. Although itąs tricked up prettier, I must
admit.˛
łGo look at the back end.˛ I suggested, closing the passenger door.
Weąd approached the car from the front. Thuy indulged me. I watched her
carefully as she went around to the back.
łOh, my god! It canąt be!˛ Thuyąs eyes opened wide. łItąs impossible!˛
She reached out and touched the car reverently. łItąs called a 959.˛ I
said cheerfully. łHeard of it?˛ łWhere did you get it? Oh my god, it
must have cost a fortune!˛ Thuy stroked the spoiler as though she
didnąt want to frighten the car. łHalf a million.˛ I said. Thuyąs hand
jerked away reţexively. I laughed. łYou canąt hurt it, Thuy. The bodyąs
made of Kevlar. Itąs even bullet-proof.˛
łJust how rich are you?˛ Thuy asked, looking from me to the car and
back. łI knew you were rich, but god! A 959, Jesus!˛ łRich enough, my
lady.˛ I said, moving to her. I took her hand and looked deep in her
eyes. Thuy caught her breath. łRich enough to keep a dozen beautiful
women in decadent luxury. Rich enough that the money wonąt ever run
out. Rich enough to grant your every fantasy.˛ Leaning down I kissed
her. She threw her arms around my neck and responded wildly.
Reluctantly I came up for air.
łBut there is a price.˛ I said solemnly, gently detaching myself. łFor
half of each day you must yield your body and soul to me. Whatever I
desire, for twelve hours a day I will own you. No matter what I ask,
for that twelve hours I can make you do anything. Iąll never injure
you. But there might be rape, or pain, or humiliation. There will also
be ecstasy.˛ łOh, yes! Take me, Iąm yours!˛ Thuy almost fainted in her
eagerness. I stared at her gravely.
łFrom 6 P.M. to 6 A.M. you belong to me. Do you agree? Do you yearn to
be my slave, Thuy Li Min?˛
łYes.˛ She sighed. łMore than anything!˛ I took her hand and lead her
around to the passenger door. I opened it for her and handed her
inside. She ooohed in appreciation as she sank into the Ţne leather.
Slamming the door I went around and got in.
łFasten your seat belt.˛ I warned her. łWeąre going for the wildest
ride of your life!˛ She obeyed me and I followed suit. The car rumbled
to life and whined impatiently.
Once I got out of town I gave the beast itąs head. Thuy whooped in
delight as I powered out of curves and stamped on the brakes seconds
later to dive into another. When we reached the straightaway just
before the house I made sure no trafŢc was on the road and then ţoored
it. When I braked to turn in the drive Thuy was very quiet. She didnąt
say a word as I helped her out. I noticed she was pale. łAre you ok?˛ I
asked, concerned. łDid I frighten you?˛ łNo. No. Not at all.˛ She said,
drawing a shuddering breath. łI always faint when I go over a hundred
and Ţfty.˛ She shivered. łIt was only a hundred and ten.˛ I soothed
her. łAnd we didnąt hold it for more than a few seconds.˛
łThat makes me feel so much better.˛ She laughed. łSo what now?˛ łI
thought Iąd let you get settled in, then a light dinner at ten to let
you meet the other girls. Tonight youąre my guest. Tomorrow night will
be the big event, ok?˛
łGod.˛ She breathed. łIt just hit me. Iąm going to lose my virginity!
As a sex slave.˛
łGetting cold feet?˛ I asked sympathetically. łNo. But promise me.˛ She
said gravely. łPromise me that when it happens Iąll be gagged and
blindfolded. Please? Thatąs my most cherished fantasy, to be totally
helpless, bound, blindfolded, and gagged when my cherryąs pierced.
Promise me?˛
łI promise.˛ I said, touching her cheek. łYouąll be bound, blindfolded,
and gagged.˛
łThank you.˛ She said softly. Little did she know how soon that fantasy
would be fulŢlled! We moved into the house. Mei, Rachel, and even
Sherry met us in the living room. Thuy suddenly got shy. łHello, Thuy.˛
Mei said. łIąm Mei. Welcome home.˛ She smiled warmly at the other
oriental. Peering through her long hair Thuy bobbed her head. łHi, Iąm
Rachel.˛ The Indian girl said. łItąs great to have you here, Thuy.˛
łThank you.˛ Thuy said softly.
łIąm Sherry.˛ The teenage girl spoke up. łGlad to meet you.˛ łNice to
meet you too, Sherry.˛ Thuy answered. łI guess Iąm number four, right?˛
Sherry made a face, and the Mei and Rachel laughed. łItąs a long story,
Thuy, but youąre actually number three. Sherryąs my ward. A natural
mistake though.˛
łOh, Iąm so sorry!˛ Thuy was ţustered. łI didnąt mean-˛ łForget it.˛
Sherry waved it off. łLike he says, itąs a long story. Weąve got your
room ready, would you like to freshen up before supper?˛ łThat would be
wonderful, thank you.˛ Thuy said. Sherry grabbed her bags and led her
away.
łSheąs beautiful.˛ Rachel sighed, enviously. łLooks like Iąm bottom on
the totem pole. Oh, well.˛
łYouąre very pretty, Rachel.˛ Mei said. łIsnąt she, master?˛ łYes, she
is.˛ I agreed. łAnd wise. And brave. And very precious to me.˛ Rachel
blushed at the compliment. But she didnąt argue. Supper that night was
a rousing success. We had a large pizza delivered, along with a
boat-load of garlic bread. After supper we went for a late night swim.
Even Sherry joined in, wearing a hot-pink bikini that could have
doubled for landing lights at the airport. Meiąs string bikini was a
bright metallic green, even skimpier than Sherryąs.
Both Rachel and Thuy wore one-piece suits, Thuyąs a white silky number,
thin and high cut, Racheląs a much more conservative yellow of a thick
lycra. After we tired of swimming we rested in the dimness around the
pool. I decided it was time to begin Thuyąs education. Fighting a
comfortable disinclination to move I eased over to Sherry. łIsnąt it
past your bedtime?˛ I asked softly. Sherry gazed at me haughtily. łIąm
a big girl now. Besides, itąs Friday night. I donąt have to go to
school tomorrow.˛ She smiled wickedly, glancing over at Thuy, who was
talking quietly to Rachel. Mei lay on a lounger, unmoving, apparently
dozing.
łYou just want to get rid of me so you can rape her, donąt you?˛ I
winced. łThatąs something you arenąt supposed to know about, Sherry. I
canąt have you playing our games. Itąs illegal.˛ She sighed. łAll
right, Iąll scram. Can I watch TV?˛ łSure.˛ I said. łJust keep it down,
and donąt stay up too late.˛ łYes, father.˛ She said wickedly. With a
pert twitch of her backside she sauntered off. The other girls noticed,
even Mei opened her eyes. łWhat was that all about?˛ She asked
sleepily, yawning. Her teeth ţashed in the dimness.
łJust clearing the decks.˛ I said. łThuy, itąs time we had a serious
talk. Feeling alert?˛
łI suppose so.˛ Thuy sat up, tense. The energy sheąd used up swimming
came back. She almost thrummed as she leaned forward. Rachel looked
interested. Mei curled up and went to sleep.
łYou realize by coming here youąve agreed to become a sex slave?˛ łYes.˛
łDo you really understand what that means?˛ łI guess it means
you-uh-that is you can do anything you want to me.˛ I grinned. łA bit
prudish are we?˛
łNo.˛ Thuy blushed.
łIt means, from six oąclock in the evening, till six oąclock in the
morning, every single day you remain here, I own you. If I want to tie
you up, I can. If I want to rape you I can. If I want Rachel to make
love to you she will. If you displease me I can cause you as much pain
as I care to. I can whip you, paddle you, put clamps on your nipples,
or make you take my cock up your asshole.˛
I leaned forward. łIt means, lovely Thuy, at this very instant, I could
order Mei and Rachel to hold you down while I strip that thin white
swimsuit off you and take your cherry.˛
Thuy blinked. I sat back, waiting for her to speak. łI know that.˛ She
said Ţnally. łIąm wondering whatąs taking you so long.˛ Mei burst into
a Ţt of ineptly stiţed giggles. She hadnąt been asleep after all.
Rachel laughed, long and hard. I smiled and began to laugh too. Thuy
grinned at me.
łThatąs the kind of thing I want to hear!˛ I exclaimed. łMei, bring the
bondage gear I laid out. Rachel, go help her. Thuy, come here.˛ The two
slave girls jumped to obey me while Thuy walked up, trying not to show
how nervous she really was.
łDo you remember my promise?˛ I asked her. łThe one I made you by the
car?˛ łTo gag and blindfold me?˛ Thuyąs voice actually squeaked in her
excitement. I nodded. łAnd you remember the fantasy you gave me on the
tape?˛ łWhich one?˛
łThe wild one. Tied between two trees, being tortured and raped.˛ łYou
wouldnąt.˛ Thuy asked, alarmed. I smiled and nodded. łIąm going to do
it, Thuy. And thereąs not a thing you can do about it. Youąre helpless
to resist me-slave girl.˛ Thuy shivered. Her swimsuit clearly showed
the outlines of her breasts, the nipples erect. I could also see her
mound. Her slender body was almost child-like. Suddenly I had an idea.
I had planned to let Thuy go to sleep then abduct her when she wasnąt
expecting it. Now I had a better idea.
łThuy, Iąm going to add one small detail to your fantasy. A little
fantasy of my own. I want you to pretend youąre twelve years old.˛
łTwelve?˛ She asked blankly.
łYour body is very child-like. Iąm going to safely indulge a pedophilia
fantasy with you. Iąm going to rape you-a twelve year old girl. Will
you do that for me?˛
łI-I guess. It seems awfully kinky though. I feel funny, talking about
it.˛ łKinkąs the name of the game. Iąll make you enjoy it.˛ I promised.
Just then Mei and Rachel came back.
łWhat about Sherry?˛ Thuy asked suddenly. łDoes she know about this?˛
łUnofŢcially.˛ I said. łBut we keep her out of it. Sheąs only Ţfteen.˛
łBut you want me to pretend Iąm twelve, right?˛ Thuy asked. łI donąt
get it.˛
łYou are a fantasy, Thuy. Sherryąs reality. Itąs the difference between
games and life.˛
łSo you wouldnąt really-˛ Thuy started to ask. łThuy!˛ I cut her off.
łIąd never rape a child! Or anyone for that matter. What Iąm about to
do to you isnąt rape, youąve agreed to let me. Just as Mei and Rachel
did in their turn.˛
łWhatąs up?˛ Rachel asked, interested. łHave we stumbled across
something nasty?˛
łVery.˛ I said. łThuy, Iąm going to ask you one more time. Are you
willing to become my slave, starting right now? This is your choice. If
you say no, youąll be safe and Iąll send you home tomorrow. If you say
yes, then you agree to let me do whatever I want. Youąll be my property
until six A.M.˛ łI understand.˛
łNo, Thuy. Say it.˛
łI want to be your slave, master.˛
łKnowing I can force you to do any perverted thing I please?˛ łYes.˛
łAnd you donąt want to leave?˛
łNo.˛
łMei, Rachel, gather round. Thuy, go lay down on the chaise lounge,
weąll get to you in a moment.˛
łOk, ladies.˛ I said in a whisper. łHereąs the scoop. Thuyąs pretending
to be a twelve year-old. I kidnapped her and youąre going to hold her
while I strip and bind her. After that Iąll take her into the woods for
her deţoration. The two of you can go to bed. All right?˛ They nodded.
I stopped Mei and removed her bikini. She stared at me, surprized.
Rachel actually blushed when I stripped her. łWhatąs on your mind, a
foursome?˛ Rachel asked in a low voice. I shook my head and had the two
naked girls gather up the bondage gear. Thuyąs eyes got very wide when
she saw Mei and Rachel were naked. She looked at me.
łI see youąre Ţnally awake. Itąs about time. The drug I gave you should
have worn off hours ago.˛ I winked at Thuy. She caught on suddenly. Her
fantasy had begun.
łWho are you? Where am I? What are you going to do with me? And why
donąt they have any clothes on?˛ Thuy spoke quickly, her nervousness
unforced. łSo many questions for such a little girl! Tell me, little
girl, whatąs your name?˛
łThuy.˛ She answered. łWhere am I? Who are you?˛ łHow old are you,
Thuy?˛ I asked, ignoring her questions. łEi-I mean twelve.˛ Thuy
answered, stumbling a bit. łWell, Thuy, youąre somewhere in the PaciŢc
Ocean, thousands of miles from home. I brought you here to become my
slave. Iąm your master. And they donąt have any clothes on because
theyąre slaves. Slaves donąt wear clothes here.˛ łDonąt they get cold?˛
Thuy asked innocently. I laughed, making it as evil sounding as I
could. All three girls gave me a withering look. łSorry.˛ I murmured
apologetically. Then, resuming my role I said. łNo. It never gets cold
here. They donąt even have blankets for their beds.˛ łI want to go
home!˛ Thuy said suddenly. łI want my mommy and daddy!˛ łYouąll never
see them again.˛ I said cruelly, and laughed. łYouąre here only to
serve me, little girl. You donąt have any choice. If youąre a good girl
Iąll make you feel nice things-wonderful things youąve never dreamed
of. Be a bad girl and Iąll punish you.˛ I leaned over Thuy, who shrank
back, whimpering in terror. She really was a pretty good actress. łAnd
when I punish a bad girl, itąs a very, very long time before sheąs bad
again. Do you understand?˛
łNo.˛ She said Ţnally. łWhat do you want? I donąt understand anything!
How can I be good or bad if I donąt know how?˛ She actually hugged
herself in fright.
I hoped she was acting. A little nervousness or fear was good for
excitement. Too much thoughŠ
łGood slaves do what theyąre told. They donąt talk back, they donąt
Ţght or complain, and theyąre very grateful for what their master gives
them. Now do you understand?˛
łI guess so. You want me to do what Iąm told.˛ łVery good. Are you
going to try to be a good slave, Thuy?˛ łIąll try.˛ She said,
shivering. łDonąt hurt me, please?˛ łI never hurt little girls unless
theyąre bad. And then I hurt them a lot. Hear me?˛
łYes.˛
łIąm your master, slave. You say Śyes masterą to me, got that?˛ I
barked. łYes, master!˛ She said, ţinching.
łMei, Rachel, hold her down.˛ The two girls moved to obey, one on each
side of Thuyąs lounger. Mei grabbed Thuyąs wrist with one hand and put
her other on Thuyąs shoulder. Rachel followed Meiąs example. łVery
good. Hold her Ţrmly, slaves, she may struggle.˛ I commanded. Thuyąs
eyes screwed shut.
łLook at me, Thuy!˛ I barked again. Her eyes sprang open. łWhat are you
going to do?˛ She asked fearfully, her body tense and trembling.
łYouąre a slave now, Thuy. Slaves donąt wear clothes. I want you to
feel that swimsuit youąre wearing. In just a few seconds Iąm going to
undress you. And youąll never wear anything again for as long as you
live.˛ I put menace in my tone. Rachel looked uncertain but Mei caught
her eye and shook her head slightly. She tightened her grip. Thuy
looked at me imploringly. łOh, please, please donąt take off my
swimsuit! Iąll scream! I really and truly will!˛
łGo ahead. Thereąs nobody around to hear you.˛ I said. łBut only a bad
girl screams. Are you going to be bad, Thuy? Are you going to give me a
reason to punish you?˛
łNo!˛ She said hastily. łBut I canąt let you take off my clothes, itąs
not right!˛
łSlaves donąt wear clothes.˛ I said reasonably. Look at Rachel and Mei.
They arenąt complaining, why should you?˛ Thuy started to say
something, then stopped, confused.
łYou want to be a good slave, donąt you?˛ I asked. She nodded, then
looked even more confused.
łSlave girls donąt wear clothes.˛ I said. łRight?˛ łThey do on TV.˛
Thuy said desperately. łI saw Beast Master three times! Tanya Roberts
wore a white robe!˛
łThat was just the movies, Thuy.˛ I said. łIąm trying to be patient
with you, since youąre just a little girl. Mei and Rachel are slaves.
Right?˛ łI guess so.˛ Thuy admitted warily..
łAre you a slave, Mei?˛
łYes, master.˛ Mei said instantly.
łYou see?˛ I said. Thuy nodded reluctantly. łTheyąre naked, right?˛
Again the reluctant nod. łSo slaves donąt wear clothes.˛ I Ţnished
triumphantly. łLogic canąt be argued with. And my dear Thuy, you are
also a slave.˛ łI donąt feel like one.˛ Thuy argued faintly, obviously
scared to contradict me directly.
łThatąs because you arenąt naked. As soon as Iąve pulled off your
swimsuit youąll understand. And Iąm going to do that now. Hold her!˛ I
commanded harshly. Thuy stiffened as the girls pressed her Ţrmly down.
łNo, please!˛ She pleaded, struggling as much as the two stronger girls
holding her would permit. Mei shifted her upper hand so I could pull
the strap over Thuyąs twitching shoulders. The Vietnamese girl moaned
as I slowly dragged the silky material down over her breasts, baring
them to full sight. They werenąt very evident, and could have almost
been the budding breasts of an adolescent girl. It didnąt take much
imagination to believe she really was twelve.
There was a slight struggle when the girls had to release her wrists so
I could pull the straps off. But they captured her again, holding her
Ţrmly as I tugged the ţimsy suit off her hips and down to her knees.
Then I got another surprize.
Thuyąs mound was as bare as Racheląs, she had no pubic hair! łI see
youąre still too young to grow hair down there.˛ I chuckled, pulling
the suit completely off her. łNow, youąre properly naked. Girls, I want
you to spread eagle the child. Hold her ankles, pull her legs apart. I
want to see what a young crotch looks like.˛ Thuy whimpered as her arms
were forced above her head, and her legs pulled apart. Rachel and Mei
were both much stronger than their delicate victim, but still had
trouble holding the wildly struggling teen. Rachel solved the problem
by hooking one leg around Thuyąs and holding her wrist with both hands.
Mei saw the practicality of it and did likewise. After a few seconds
Thuy saw her struggle was useless, and stopped, panting.
łMaybe if I showed you the rewards for being a good girl youąll
cooperate.˛ I said. łIąm going to do something that will make you feel
good, Thuy. Itąs going to be wonderful. I want you to relax, and not be
frightened, all right?˛
łIąm scared. Please let me go. I want to go home.˛ Thuy sobbed. Rachel
stiffened, looking at me in alarm. I shook my head, and winked. She
didnąt look reassured.
łYouąre my slave, Thuy. Iąm never going to let you go. You belong to me
forever. Now Iąm not going to hurt you. Iąm going to make you feel
good. You like to feel good, donąt you?˛
łYes.˛ She snifţed. łWhat are you going to do?˛ łIąm going to make you
feel good. Just by touching you. Ok?˛ łYouąre going to touch me there
arenąt you?˛ łWhen youąre ready.˛ I said, nodding. łBut that wonąt be
for a while. First, Iąm going to tickle you.˛
łTi-tickle me?˛ Thuy said. I nodded.
łBut donąt worry.˛ I smiled. łYouąre going to like this. A lot.˛ I
caressed her sides, letting my Ţngers stroke her, not tickling yet. She
gasped, jerking. I slid my hands down her sides to her hips and
suddenly tickled the inside of her thighs. She gasped again and
giggled. Then I set on her with a vengeance, tickling every square inch
of her ţesh I could reach. She shrieked with laughter, Ţghting to free
herself even as she writhed helplessly. I gave her no rest, forcing her
on until she couldnąt breath.
Then I lightly ran one Ţnger along her slit, wet from excitement. She
cried out, lifting her hips. I watched as her virgin pussy clench on
nothing. She collapsed, drawing great whooping breaths, as though sheąd
run for miles. When sheąd recovered I began to caress her breasts,
lightly, then her pussy until she was moaning again. I worked her
clitoris mercilessly, making her come hard. I didnąt stop, even though
she sobbed, begging and pleading for me to stop. Finally I did, letting
her rest. She slumped against the lounger, and slowly gained control of
her weeping. łThat was wonderful.˛ She Ţnally said. I kissed her, and
she responded, forgetting her role. Her lips were hot and salty from
the tears she had trailing over her face.
I began kissing her all over, working my way over her tiny breasts,
stopping to suck on each nipple. She crooned her appreciation. Mei and
Rachel were excited, breathing hard. I Ţnally reached her cunt and
began to give her head. She seemed to explode, crying out as my tongue
rasped against sensitized ţesh. It was only a matter of minutes before
I brought her to a screaming, threshing orgasm.
She fell back, panting. I let her rest, signalling Rachel and Mei to
release her. The two girls staggered a bit, excited but stiff from
holding one position too long.
łThat was lovely, master.˛ Mei said, her eyes shining. łIąm so hot!˛
She touched her bush, letting her Ţngers trail through the thick fur.
łMe too. God, when she came that last time I nearly came too!˛ Rachel
exclaimed. I looked at Thuy, who hadnąt moved, sprawled obscenely open,
still exhausted.
łWhen sheąs rested Iąll hold her arms. Mei I want you to go down on
her. Make her come as much as you can. Rachel, youąll be next. Then
weąll bind her and the two of you can go to bed.˛
Thuy heard me clearly. She looked shocked, abruptly trying to cover
herself. She blushed and curled up. I sighed.
łI guess sheąs going to be bad. Iąve had enough. Thuy, Mei and Rachel
have been very good. Youąre going to be their reward. And because
youąve been bad Iąm going to punish you.˛
łNo, please!˛ She cowered, shivering. Going to the loungerąs head I
grabbed her arms and forced them above her head, pinning her arms
completely with mine, forcing her ţat on her back. Mei squatted by her
side. łItąs ok, Thuy. Itąs ok. Iąll be gentle with you, I promise.
Youąll like it, youąll see.˛
łAre you a sesian?˛ Thuy asked timidly.
Mei blinked. łA what?˛
łA sesian. You know, a girl that likes other girls instead of boys.˛
Thuyąs voice quivered.
łNo.˛ Mei laughed. She ran her hands over Thuyąs captive body. łIąm not
a sesian. I like boys just Ţne, Thuy. But youąre so beautiful, I just
want to make you feel good. Now be a good little girl and let me spread
your legs. There, that isnąt so bad is it?˛ Mei moved between Thuyąs
parted thighs, and began to lick her. Thuy moaned, her face partly
fright and partly desire. And a smaller part disgust, but that faded
rapidly. Mei had an inborn skill in lesbian sex and soon Thuy was
moaning and writhing from Meiąs Ţngers and tongue. It took a while, but
Thuy Ţnally surrendered to a massive orgasm, shaking and shuddering.
When it was over she was almost unconscious. She didnąt even respond to
Meiąs intimate caresses.
Ruefully Mei got to her feet. łIąm sorry, master. I was only able to
give her one. Maybe Rachel will have more luck.˛ łLetąs give her a few
minutes to recover.˛ I said. łThen Rachel can give it a try. Iąm
pleased with you Mei. Youąre a very good slave.˛ łThank you, master.˛
Mei said, pleased.
It was ten minutes before Thuy said she was ready to continue, dropping
out of character to do so. Rachel didnąt have any trouble getting
between Thuyąs legs, and began to tease the tired girl, trying to bring
her off again. It was obvious she wasnąt having much luck. Thuy was
enjoying it, but it wasnąt exciting her to a frenzy. Maybe Thuy was too
tired, or maybe Rachel wasnąt as skilled as Mei, but for whatever
reason Thuy wasnąt coming. After Ţfteen minutes she stopped.
łIąm sorry, master. I canąt make her come.˛ Rachel looked miserable.
łThatąs all right, Rachel. Sheąs probably too tired. Mei, take Rachel
to her room. Chain her on her back and then put the Cucumber in her.
Just press the start button, itąs programmed just like it was for you.
Then come back here. I want you to help me bind Thuy for her
punishment. łYes, master.˛ Mei said. She and Rachel disappeared into
the house. łThuy, letąs stop pretending till Mei gets back. How do you
feel? Are you enjoying your deţoration so far?˛
łVery much, master.˛ She smiled. łBut Iąm awfully thirsty. Could I have
something to drink? My throatąs raw.˛
łSure. Work the kinks out of your muscles. Iąll go get you something.
What would you like?˛
łJust some water.˛
łOh, by the way!˛ I turned and grinned at her. łNo peeking at that
stuff while Iąm gone, all right?˛
łI promise.˛ Thuy said, smiling. I went to the house. The clock said
midnight. The TV was still playing. I went to the living room. łHi.˛ I
said. Sherry looked around.
łHi. Finished raping her yet?˛ She asked cheerfully. I winced. łItąs
going well.˛ I said vaguely. łWhat are you watching?˛ łGodzilla vs the
Salamander that Ate New York.˛ She said. łListen, I heard screams. You
arenąt hurting her, are you?˛ łNo.˛ I said. łI shouldnąt be discussing
this with you.˛ łThen why did she scream?˛ Sherry insisted. She had
changed into a baby-doll gown that didnąt hide very much. I sat down
facing her. łBecause she came four times.˛ I said, taking the bull by
the horns. Sherry looked at me blankly. Godzilla was doing his thing on
TV unnoticed. łYouąre kidding! Nobody can come four times a night!˛
Sherry said in disbelief. I chuckled, thinking of Mei and Rachel.
łDonąt tell Mei that. She came more than that. And Thuyąs night is just
getting started.˛ I chuckled. łNow let me get out of here before I
forget youąre only Ţfteen. Thuyąs waiting for a drink of water. Donąt
stay up too late.˛
I got Thuy her water and took it to her. She was sitting on the
lounger, still naked. The night was unseasonably warm, almost eighty,
so she was comfortable enough.
She drank gratefully, watching me over the rim of her glass. łIąm
having a wonderful time. Even though I should be shocked.˛ She said,
lowering the glass.
łDo you have any birth control?˛ I asked. She nodded. łIąve been on the
pill for six months. Iąm safe.˛ łWhen Mei getąs back youąll be bound
and taken to your deţowering.˛ I said. łIąm going to punish you, then
take all three of your cherries.˛ łThree?˛ Thuy asked, startled.
łYour pussy, your mouth.˛ I paused, łand your asshole.˛ łYes, master.˛
Mei came walking out then. łAny problems?˛ I asked.
łNo master. I strapped her into the harness and she was whimpering when
I left.˛
łGood. Now we have to bind this bad little girl so I can punish her.
Help me.˛
łPlease, Iąll be good! Iąll be good!˛ Thuy begged as Mei grabbed her. I
took a bondage belt and strapped it around Thuyąs tiny waist. It almost
didnąt Ţt, I had to buckle the buckle in the smallest notch. Thuy began
to whimper as I made her put her wrists in the cuffs at the back of the
belt. Helpless, defeated, crying real tears she let Mei pull her
waist-long hair into a pony-tail and fasten it. I picked up a nasty
looking clear plastic thing with straps.
łDo you know what this is?˛ I asked Thuy, showing it to her. Eyes wide
she shook her head.
łItąs called an oral rape harness.˛ I said. łIt goes in your mouth. If
you resist my putting it there, Iąll double your punishment, do you
understand?˛ Slowly, reluctantly, she nodded.
The oral rape harness is a bizarre bondage device, half-gag and half
nightmare. It consists of something like a fat scuba mouthpiece that
holds the jaws wide open. The teeth are held sheathed in a rubber ring.
A wide ţange covers the lips and a rubber strap buckles around the head
to hold the thing in place.
When in place a girl canąt close her mouth, sheąs forced to keep it
wide open. The reinforced rubber ring between her teeth sees to that.
Of course the clear rubbery plastic the whole thingąs made of doesnąt
hide anything. And the short tubeąs inner diameter is wide enough to
give entrance even to the thickest cock. In short, a man can rape a
woman in the mouth, then make her swallow his come.
Thuy didnąt Ţght, submissively opening her mouth for me to insert the
tube. It was a tight Ţt, she had a very small mouth. But in the end it
was buckled.
Next came the bondage hood. It was designed to cover the head
completely. Mei helped me thread Thuyąs ponytail through the hole in
back of the hood designed for it.
This hood was particularly cruel. The nose was covered completely, with
two short stainless steel tubes that were inserted about a quarter of
an inch into Thuyąs nostrils. She hissed in pain as the large diameter
tubes stretched her
The hood went all the way down to the throat, where a thick collar
buckled to prevent the hoodąs removal. I closed a small padlock in the
hasp. The mouth, eyes, and ears were open. Thuy looked at me
reproachfully as I pushed a ball gag into the rape harness and buckled
it. Then I carefully inserted ear plugs to deprive Thuy of sound. Thick
cushioned pads then buckled over both ear and eye holes.
The hood rendered Thuy deaf, dumb, and blind. SatisŢed she was helpless
I buckled a strap around her ankles and another just below her knees,
totally hobbling her.
I put a strap around her elbows, drawing her arms cruelly together.
Sitting now she was unable to see, hear, make a sound, or move. I had
Mei help me place her on her belly and I folded her ankles against her
butt, running a strap between ankles and elbows to hold her in a
hogtie. Then I told Mei to go to bed.
łBind me to it, master.˛ She begged.
łI donąt want to leave Thuy unattended.˛ I said. łIt will only take a
couple of minutes.˛ She wheedled. łYouąll be back before she knows
youąre gone.˛ I checked Thuyąs breathing, which was Ţne. Then I hurried
with Mei to her room, fastening her spread-eagled with all Ţve straps.
That done I checked on Rachel, who was moaning and writhing with the
Cucumber securely planted in her vagina. I hurried back to Thuy, who
was rocking a little. Her breathing was still Ţne. I picked up the gear
I still needed and ran to the garden shed, throwing it in the back of
the truck. Then I went back and freed the strap holding her in a
hogtie.
Picking up the light teenager I carried her to the truck and put her
naked body on the passenger seat, holding her in place with the seat
belt. Then I drove around the two roads through my miniature forest for
about Ţteen minutes, until I was sure Thuy didnąt know where she was. I
then went to the special place weąd prepared for her. It was in a stand
of trees. Two had grown close enough together to spread-eagle a girl
between them, even a small one like Thuy. She stood quietly as I freed
her legs and spread them, putting them in the cuffs at the base of the
trees. She didnąt Ţght me as I freed Ţrst one arm, fastening it to the
leather cuff in the branches, then the other. I removed her belt,
leaving her naked and spread between the trees, wearing only a sensory
deprivation hood, wrist, and ankle leather manacles. She was very
small, and in the dim light looked just like a twelve year-old girl. I
tossed the bondage gear in the truck and pulled out her punishment
items. There were several. The Ţrst was a bra-like affair to bind her
breasts. Thuy jumped when the leather was buckled. She was so tiny I
didnąt think the shoulder straps would adjust tight enough. In place
the breast binder looked very much like a cupless leather bra. Pulling
them by the nipples I pulled Thuyąs tiny breasts through the cups. She
whimpered in pain. Carefully I began tightening the cups, making Thuy
Ţght her bondage as the straps began to squeeze her sensitive boobs,
making them swell from the pressure. She whimpered. Then she squealed.
I had closed a nipple clamp on her erect and pulsing nubbin. She hissed
through the nose plugs as I closed the other clamp. The two clamps were
connected with a chain, which I pulled lightly. Thuy cried out, quietly
since the gag mufţed her. She began to tremble. I took a delicate
looking clamp and knelt between her legs. She groaned when I clamped
one labia and ran the clampąs slender chain to her nipple clamp,
pulling the swollen lip of her cunt even further apart. The second
clamp on the other lip made her squirm.
She was breathing rapidly now, and her pussy was glistening with her
arousal. Running one Ţnger over her clit made her groan with pleasure.
Going behind her I picked up something that looked like a cross between
a turkey baster and a hot water bottle. It was called a Dipstick. The
long tube had a series of holes in it and a tapered tip for easier
insertions. There was an inner sleeve that turned, acting as a shutoff
valve. The material was slippery plastic. I turned the inner sleeve,
watching the bagąs contents ooze out. Hastily I closed the sleeve,
turning the Dipstick point down to let the contents coat the entire
shaft. Thuyąs asshole was built like the rest of her, small and tight.
The Dipstickąs tip, tapering to a rounded point, was still larger than
her clenching rosebud. Thuy shifted uncertainly when I pressed the
Dipstick against her. She arched her back as I pushed, trying to escape
the pressure. The tip penetrated her, making her moan in pain and
humiliation. The relentless pressure continued, jamming the thing
deeper into her ass. A total of six inches of coated plastic shaft
needed to disappear into her. I had less than two inches in and she was
sobbing and groaning. The next time I shoved something seemed to give
way and it sank up to the nozzleąs base. Thuy sobbed and collapsed,
hanging in her bonds. I turned the inner sleeve and squeezed the bag
hard. Nearly a quart of baby oil rushed into her rectum. She shuddered,
moaning long and loud. The tube came out much more easily than it went
in, coating the inner ring with slippery oil.
Not pausing I pushed a medium butt plug into her asshole. She shrieked
as it went in, especially when her anus closed around the tapered base,
shoving the black rubber invader Ţrmly home.
Now her punishment began. I took a slender birch rod imported from
England where it was still used, and struck Thuy across the ass with
it. She surged in her bonds, then cried out.
I hit her a dozen times, leaving welts on her bottom. She screamed and
fought her bondage all through it, especially toward the end. When I
Ţnished there I switched to a ping pong paddle and gave her a score of
swats on each ass cheek. She came at least once, I could see the tense
way she held herself, and the sagging afterward. SatisŢed that Iąd done
enough I left her and carefully put away the punishment gear. Then I
stood in front of her, and with the nipple and labia clamps still in
place, guided the head of my prick against her hymen. I had to crouch
because of her position. She screamed as I thrust upward, grabbing her
hips as my cock tore open her maidenhead. She tossed her head from side
to side the pony tail lashing about behind her. Thuy was small and
delicate, my large cock must have felt like a telephone pole as it went
in.
Her cunt was liquid Ţre, coating my cock with hot love juices. The
extended lesbian play from Mei and Rachel had her cunt swollen with
blood and really lubricated. I savaged her, feeling the pleasure build
toward ţash point. Then I had another idea. Withdrawal made her moan in
complaint as she frantically tried to hold me inside her. I was behind
her instantly, pulling out the plug, making Thuy grunt. Then I pressed
hard and fast into her second virgin opening.
I groaned in pleasure as her tightness fought my penetration. Thuy was
shrieking into her gag, Ţghting the ropes, trying to escape. Then I
sank into her, grabbing her hard around the hips, pressing upward into
her even as I pulled her body downward onto me. She convulsed in a
strong hard orgasm as I plunged hard and deep into her most private
opening. I couldnąt stand the throbbing tightness of her ass during her
orgasm and shocked myself by losing all control, spurting sweet ecstasy
into her bowels.
I kept stabbing at her after our mutual orgasm, until my cock softened
too much to penetrate her. Thuy slumped, held up only by the leather
cuffs. She was a sight, leaking oil and sperm from her ass, virgin
blood from her cunt, bound cruelly in leather and steel. Welts were
clearly visible on her ass where the cane had bitten deep.
It was the Ţrst time Iąd ever marked a girl. I felt remorse for doing
it. Thuy would have welts for the next month probably. I undid the
labia and nipple clamps, making her groan as the blood circulation
resumed. Gently I pressed the butt plug back into place, feeling her
arch as the slick rubber cone spread her unresisting anus. Then I freed
her, still hooded I led her back to the truck. She was stumbling with
weariness and the unaccustomed feel of the butt plugąs base between her
asscheeks. Back at the truck I put the bondage belt back on her, this
time binding her arms in front. She was silent as I drove her back to
the house. I carried her up to her room and bound her face up with the
four corner straps on the bed. Then I went for a G-spot vibrator and
came back. Carefully I removed the hood. Her tear-stained face shocked
me. Her wide open mouth was an accusation, even though she refused to
look at me. Tears leaked down her cheeks but she wasnąt sobbing.
Too tired, I guessed. The oral rape harness beckoned me. In spite of
myself, I felt my cock stir. Thuy watched unmoving as I stripped,
looked at my cock expressionlessly. As I moved to her I noticed the
black rubber base still Ţrmly embedded in her ass. I decided to leave
it there. Her tongue was just a bit dry, as I fed hard hot meat into
her mouth. Her head was turned sideways, she couldnąt close her mouth,
she had to take it. As the oral rape continued Thuy began to wriggle in
her bonds. Her tears stopped and she eagerly began to tongue me. I
reached between her legs, caressing her clitoris, making sure she was
wet. Carefully I probed with the vibrator, the large sharply curved
probe making her whimper. When I turned it on her sucking got wild,
making my cock throb. I probed gently, carefully, looking for that
special place. I found it. She groaned deep in her throat and
shuddered, I heard the vibratorąs note change as her cunt squeezed
convulsively. I was able to bring her off before my own orgasm, hearing
her mufţed moans of pleasure. I spurted what felt like a gallon into
her mouth. She coughed once but started swallowing, not letting
anything escape. When it was over I pulled the vibrator free and
unbuckled the rape harness. Silently I freed her abused body. With
great tenderness I kissed her. She responded, tired but happy even
after the roughness. I carried her to the bathroom where I bathed her.
Then I took her to my bed and sleep for the both of us.

Chapter 20 Alima

I woke to a quiet beeping noise-my watch alarm. Thuy slept on her
stomach, oblivious. I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. Then
I freed Mei and Rachel.
The Indian girl decided to sleep in for a while, the Cucumber had kept
her up and coming all night long. I grinned and gave her a quick kiss.
Sleepily she said sheąd be down about supper time. Mei was fresh and
rested, despite the stiffness of sleeping spread-eagled. She asked me
again to enslave her. I said I was still thinking about it. I was tired
but not sleepy enough to go back to bed. Mei challenged me to a swim,
to which I agreed. She immediately took off her clothes and headed for
the pool. Since my trunks were in my room and Thuy was still asleep I
decided a little skinny dipping would be just the thing. Of course Iąd
forgotten about Sherry. Big mistake. Weąd just decided to get out when
Sherry gave a loud wolf whistle. Both of us had been skinny dipping. I
yelped and splashed back into the water. Laughing, Mei got out and
leisurely put her bikini on, ignoring Sherryąs bump and grind
rendition. łBring me a towel, would you?˛ I asked her. Grinning she
nodded and went into the house. Much to my chagrin Sherry ambled over
to the pool. łNice day for a swim.˛ She noted casually, picking up
Racheląs suit curiously. łThis isnąt your color, Paul.˛ Wandering over
to the lounger she picked up Thuyąs suit and made small clucking noises
in her throat. łMessy, messy. Whereąs little Thuy this morning?˛ She
grinned nastily. I was damned if sheąd out casual me. łOh, she decided
to sleep in this morning. Jet lag, you know. Itąs still four in the
morning for her.˛ łAnd I bet she had a real hard night too.˛ Sherry
crooned. łWhat with all that screaming in the woods and all.˛ I went
cold. łDoing a little extra-curricular activity, Sherry?˛ I asked
mildly. łJust getting some pointers from an experienced man, is all.˛
She drawled. łA girląs got to learn somehow, yaą know.˛ Her accent was
thick enough to cut this morning.
łYou should be a little more circumspect. Donąt let Thuy hear you spied
on her, ok?˛
łI wouldnąt dream of it, sugar daddy.˛ Sherry leaned down and
whispered. łWhatąs it worth to you?˛
łWhy you mercenary little whore. I thought you liked the girls.˛ łI
do.˛ She snapped back.
łThen why are you trying to hurt them?˛ I snapped. łSherry, sometimeąs
I wonder if youąre worth the trouble. Howąd you feel if somebody did
that to you? Huh? I donąt think youąd like it much.˛ łLike what much?˛
Mei asked. Weąd been so involved her silent approach had gone
unnoticed.
Sherry jumped so hard I thought sheąd tumble into the pool. Only my
sense of modesty prevented me from helping her in. łSherry went for a
walk in the woods last night.˛ I snapped. łAnd then tried to capitalize
on it.˛ At least she had the sense to blush, the little hussy. łIs that
true?˛ Mei asked, voice carefully neutral. Sherry must have felt the
quicksand beckoning. She didnąt answer. łSherry?˛ Meiąs voice darkened.
łWhatąs the use? Youąll believe him no matter what I say. I didnąt know
they were there until Thuy screamed.˛
łWhat did you do then?˛ Mei asked, letting her voice warm. łI went to
look, naturally.. I wanted to make sure he wasnąt hurting her.˛ Sherry
closed her eyes and shuddered.
łWhat did you see, Sherry?˛ Mei asked, now openly sympathetic. łHe-he
was jamming this thing up between her legs. She was standing
spread-eagled, trying to get away. This thing was huge, Mei. It must
have been a foot long! She kept groaning as he pushed, and struggling.˛
Sherry took a deep breath.
łThen he started hitting her with a switch. After that it was a paddle.
She was crying, Mei! It must have hurt like hell. And when he was done
he raped her. Just stood in front and ripped her cherry to hell. He
must have hurt her something awful because she screamed like the devil
was at her. Then that bastard pulled out and put it up her from behind.
I bet he raped her asshole, the pervert!˛ Sherry glared at me. łWhat
did you do then?˛
łI got the hell out of there. If heąd have caught me Iąd have been
next.˛ łI see.˛ Mei said carefully. She extended the towel, letting it
fall open to hide me. I scrambled out of the pool awkwardly and quickly
wrapped it around my middle.
łMaster, Sherry and I need to have a long talk. Why donąt you go Ţx
breakfast? Weąll be in shortly.˛ She gave me a quick kiss. Trusting her
instincts I did as she bade.
I had breakfast laid out by the time the two girls came in. Sherry
seemed shaken. She mumbled an apology and sat down without another
word. Mei winked at me. I noticed there were grass stains on Sherryąs
back. I didnąt ask. Mei and I readied the house for Alimaąs appearance
that night. Like Mei, Alima was rich, richer even than the oriental
girl. But unlike Mei Alima was arrogant. The reception I had planned
for her should humble the overweening girl, using the age-old tools of
fear, sensory deprivation, and the soul-searing intensity of orgasm.
At nine oąclock I made a series of calls to arrange for Thuyąs car. I
wanted to see the look on her face when we walked in the garage. They
promised to deliver it within two hours.
Rachel appeared around ten, much better than sheąd been at six. I asked
her if sheąd like to take Thuy shopping. She agreed, wanting to spend
some of her own check.
At ten thirty the car arrived, the paperwork was signed and the car
displaced Akiąs CRX. I wondered idly how much longer it would be before
the Japanese girl showed up to use the lovely blue automobile. At
eleven I got some massage oil and went back to my room. Thuy was curled
on her side, the covers nestled under her chin, still fast asleep. I
got undressed, put the oil on the bed stand and slipped under the
covers. Thuy stirred Ţtfully but didnąt wake up. łHey.˛ I said gently.
łTime to wake up, sleepy head.˛ She yawned just like a cat and opened
her eyes. Shock made her freeze for a moment.
łGood morning.˛ I said, smiling gently. She was only a foot from me,
and I watched her face as she remembered where she was and what
happened last night. Finally she smiled timidly at me. łGood morning,
master.˛ She said softly. łWhat time is it?˛ łEleven oąclock, Sleeping
Beauty.˛ I said. łThe whole dayąs wasted.˛ She smiled at my teasing.
łThuy, I got carried away last night. I apologize. If youąll permit me,
Iąd like to make amends with a massage. Iąll be gentle, I promise.˛
łYou donąt have to ask.˛ She said, stroking my face. Then she gasped as
she Ţnally became aware of the welts. I had her turn on her belly and
pulled back the sheets.
Her ass was a mess. It had crisscrossed lines of welts, some with raw
and scabbing wounds. I winced. I forced myself to examine the welts
more carefully, not touching the teenager.
łWell, how bad is it?˛ She asked Ţnally. łIt stings a little.˛ łYou
wonąt die.˛ I said ruefully. łBut you wonąt be doing much sitting for a
while. Damn, Iąm sorry Thuy. I didnąt mean to hurt you like this. Iąll
never do it again.˛
łDo what? I canąt see.˛ She complained. Silently I fetched a hand
mirror and held it for her. She whistled when she saw her rear end.
łWhatąd you hit me with, thorns?˛ She said. łI canąt believe it.˛
łShould I get Mei to do this instead?˛ I asked miserably. łIąm really
sorry, Thuy.˛
łOh, Iąll live. And it was fun while it lasted.˛ She put her head down.
łGod, I thought Iąd never stop coming!˛
łYou liked it?˛ I asked surprized.
łI must have come two or three times.˛ She said. łI never thought I
could get off on pain like that.˛
łThis is going to hurt a little.˛ I warned her. Taking the oil I poured
a generous amount over her battered bottom. She sighed at the oiląs
cool touch. Hesitantly, carefully I spread the oil, using just my
Ţngertips. Thuy sighed again.
łThat feels wonderful. Do it some more.˛ She murmured. She spread her
legs to let the oil trickle over her crotch. More conŢdent now, I
spread the oil down her legs. Iąd only marked her buttocks, the rest of
her was untouched. I concentrated on everything but her ass. She soon
sighed and relaxed, grunting when I pressed into yeilding muscles.
łYouąre very good at this.˛ She said, stretching. łHow can you tell?˛ I
said, chuckling. łIąm just having fun, caressing a Ţrm young body.˛
łI like it.˛ She said softly. łBut werenąt you going to work on my
bottom?˛ łYou sure? It might hurt.˛
łGo ahead.˛
Reluctantly I moved to her butt. The oil had coated her ţesh, making it
gleam in the light. The welts didnąt look as bad now, the oil must have
helped. The raw places were also smaller than Iąd Ţrst thought. Thuy
gasped when I ran my palms over her abused behind, but didnąt ask me to
stop. I worked the oil in, and it seemed to reduce the swelling. I used
more oil than was strictly necessary, clearing away the dried blood.
Despite Ţrst appearances there wasnąt much actual damage. Most of dozen
welts were just raised red ţesh, only four had bled. łYouąre turning me
on.˛ Thuy whispered. She spread her legs invitingly. Smiling I ran an
oil slick Ţnger between her legs, making her yip in delight. Becoming
bolder I pressed the Ţnger into her asshole, feeling the resistance of
tight, hard muscle as her anus fought me. łOooh.˛ She crooned. She
whimpered when my Ţnger Ţnally managed entrance. I pushed in and out
slowly. Thuy clutched the bed sheet in her Ţsts, shivering slightly as
I started working on her clitoris with my other hand. łOh, this is
wonderful.˛ She said softly, writhing with slow sensuousness on the
sheets. łI bet I can come this way.˛ łWould you like that?˛ I asked,
pushing a Ţnger into her vagina. łYes!˛ She hissed, raising her ass to
let me probe deeper. łLet me fuck you.˛ I whispered, bending over her.
łYou donąt have to ask.˛ She said urgently. łFuck me. Now.˛ I pulled
her up on her hands and knees, feeling her oil slick skin slip
erotically against mine.
My Ţrst thrust was agonizingly slow. Carefully, with as much tenderness
as I could manage I sank into her. Thuy cried out in joy, freezing in
place as my inexorable gentle invasion bottomed out in her. łOh, God,˛
She wheezed. łThat feels unbelievable. Donąt stop, donąt ever stop.˛
She collapsed, her breasts against the sheet, only her ass held up. I
slowly withdrew, taking almost ten seconds. Then I thrust again,
feeling every fold of her vagina as it stretched to accept me. Thuy
chuckled, then moaned in pleasure. As we continued to make love I found
out the Vietnamese girl was no quiet lover. She whimpered and sighed,
even giggled and cried out for me to go faster. I didnąt, making her
gasp with the frustration of insufŢcient stimulation.
Not surprisingly, her cunt was tight. She clamped down as her orgasm
grew near, urging me to fuck her harder by banging her ass against my
hips. The inarticulate noises she was making turned me on. I could feel
myself losing control as I had last night. I began to bang into her,
pushing hard into her yielding softness. Thuy goaded me on with panting
obscenities of what she was feeling, how she was going to come.
Grabbing her hips I slammed into her, making her shriek in ecstasy.
Savagely, forgetting her welts, I ground against her, then felt the
almost indescribable pleasure of my come squirting into her writhing
belly. Thuy groaned as she came. I didnąt even feel her contractions,
too caught up in my own pleasure. When we were done I toppled into the
sheets, Ţghting for breath.
łWow.˛ She said, running her Ţnger down my arm. łI knew sex was
supposed to be terriŢc, but this is ridiculous!˛ She laughed. łI feel
like a porno queen.˛ She gave me a quick kiss.
łUm. Damned if I can see why.˛ I said softly. łYou really are something
special, lady. Did you know youąre the Ţrst girl Iąve actually made
love to in this bed?˛
łReally?˛ Thuyąs eyes opened wide. łBut what about the others?˛ łNever
in this bed.˛ I said. łWhen they sleep with me, they sleep. And youąre
the only one thatąs made me totally lose control. Usually I can make a
girl come two or three times. This morning it was over before I could
stop myself.˛
Thuy smiled like the proverbial cat in a goldŢsh bowl. łIąm honored.
You sure you arenąt just making that up? I came a dozen times last
night at least.˛
łHow long was I inside you, though?˛ I asked. łMaybe Ţve minutes? This
time it was for˛ I glanced at my watch. łA half an hour? Jesus, I bet
everybodyąs wondering what happened to us.˛
łReally?˛ She asked, her smile turning wicked. łI think they know
exactly what happened to us.˛
I grinned at her, then turned serious. łThank you, lady. Iąm honored
you chose to make love to me this morning.˛
łI donąt understand.˛ She said puzzled.
łFrom dusk to dawn I own you.˛ I explained. łBut from dawn to dusk
youąre a free spirit. Thank you for sharing your body with me.˛ łHey.˛
She demurred. łThank you. You have a body too, you know. And man, can
you use it!˛ Her bald ţattery made me feel much better. łWeąd better
get up.˛ I said. łTodayąs going to be a busy day for both of us.˛
łWhy?˛ łBecause I have to prepare for Alimaąs arrival.˛ I grinned
savagely. łSheąs not as-cooperative-as you are.˛ Seeing the ţash of
disappointment on her face I kicked myself.
łThuy, Iąm sorry. You must think Iąm a real heel to talk about another
girl after weąve just made love. I apologize, but there are some
realities to your situation. This is one of them.˛
łI understand.˛ She said with a brave little smile. I stroked her hair.
łNo, you donąt.˛ I gently corrected her. łBut you will. Thuy Li Min,
welcome home. May I never make you truly unhappy. And if you ever
decide to leave, may it be a long long time from now.˛
A radiant smile drove away the Hidden Disappointment model sheąd been
wearing. It transformed her from beautiful to ravishing. She kissed me
on the cheek.
łIąm being a selŢsh little girl. I know you have others. But Iąm going
to try to be your favorite.˛
łThuy, how many applicants do you think I screened to Ţnd my harem?˛ I
asked, sitting up. She stared up at me, confused by my sudden change of
subject.
łI donąt know.˛
łGuess.˛
łOh, maybe a couple of hundred.˛ She said after considering for a
second. łWhy?˛
łIt was eight thousand.˛ I said, fudging only a little. There had been
eight thousand replies.
łWhat?˛ Thuy exclaimed. łHow many?˛
łEight thousand.˛ I said, helping her to her feet. łI chose each girl
because she was exceptional in some way. Because youąre here, Thuy,
youąre already one of my favorites.˛
łWow.˛ She said looking up at me. Her moods were swift. An instant
before sheąd been bubbling. Now she was thoughtful. łWhat about the
other girls? Mei, for instance?˛
łIf I answer that, then Iąll answer that question about you if itąs
ever asked. Still want to know?˛
łYes.˛ She decided after a short debate with herself. łMeiąs extremely
fond of being fucked in the ass. As for Rachel, Iąm not quite sure yet.
Rape certainly. But itąs not just sexual talents I looked for.˛
łOh? What other talents would you need?˛ Thuy asked. I grinned. łWhat
makes you think I wouldnąt need other talents from my harem? Mei, for
example, is the harem mistress. She has managerial and administrative
skills-and a black belt in the martial arts.˛ łYouąre kidding.˛ Thuy
said. łLittle Mei? She canąt be much heavier than I am.˛
łSheąs not. But sheąs stronger than both of us put together.˛ łRacheląs
the diplomat. When things get tense sheąll be the one to unwind them,
put them in prospective. Sheąs already proven her value-both in and out
of bed.˛
łWhat about me?˛ Thuy asked softly. I laughed and tossed her a robe.
She put it on.
łCooking.˛ I said. łA pork chop may not be as spectacular as a karate
chop, but everybodyąs got to eat. Even me.˛ I grinned at her. łJust a
kitchen slave.˛ She sighed melodramatically. łOh, well.˛ łSpeaking of
kitchens, itąs lunch time. Today, weąll Ţx your lunch. Hungry?˛
łI could eat a horse.˛ Thuy admitted. łLet me get dressed and Iąll be
right down.˛ She left as I dressed, feeling pleasantly drained. I just
hoped Iąd be charged for Alima tonight.
Thuy didnąt waste much time, appearing less than ten minutes after I
did. Her hair was still damp from a lightning fast shower. Of course,
hair down to the waist takes a while to dry. Surprisingly it was Sherry
who Ţxed lunch. Rachel helped her with the dishes while Mei took Thuy
into the library to explain the terms of her slavery.
I dried the dishes and put them away. By the time we were Ţnished and I
was getting impatient, Mei and Thuy returned. With the other girls
grinning knowingly I bowed to Thuy. łMeiąs mentioned your estate car?˛
I asked. Thuy just nodded, looking at the other girls suspiciously.
łWhatąs going on?˛
łI took the liberty of selecting your car for you. Itąs waiting out in
the garage. I think youąll like it.˛
łWhat are you talking about?˛ Thuy asked. Silently I handed her the
keys. Her eyes got very wide when she saw the Porsche logo. I smiled
and gestured her to precede us. With the entire household trailing her
she rushed into the garage.
And stopped, in shock.
łOh, itąs beautiful.˛ She whispered in hushed delight. łHow did you
guess?˛ She walked up to the gleaming white sports car, running one
hand lovingly over the curved metal.
łYou told me last night.˛ I said. łDo you like it?˛ łI canąt tell you
how I feel right now.˛ Thuy said. łIąm so happy, this is just a dream!
Last night, this morning, and now this! My god, itąs beautiful. Thank
you master!˛ She ran to me and threw her arms around my neck.
łMy name is Paul.˛ I said, detaching her carefully. I smiled down at
her. łWhy donąt you take Rachel and go do some shopping? After all, Iąm
sure you didnąt spend that Ţrst check completely. Buy yourself a
present to celebrate my good fortune.˛
łYour good fortune?˛ She said in surprize. łDonąt you mean mine?˛ łWith
you as my newest slave girl? And Mei and Rachel too? Oh, no, lovely
lady. My life is Ţnally becoming everything Iąve always dreamed of.˛
łThank you.˛ She said.
łArenąt you going to take your car for a spin?˛ I asked. łSay, into
town so you and Rachel can do some shopping?˛
łOh, yes, master!˛ Thuy danced back, graceful like a gazelle. łWould
you like to come with me, Rachel?˛
łIąm ready.˛
Reverently, the Vietnamese girl unlocked the 944ąs door.. She smiled as
the smell of new leather reached her. The 944ąs engine turned over
instantly, quiet in the garage. I gave Rachel a gate remote and wished
them good hunting.
łThuy liked the car.˛ Mei said as we walked back to the library to plan
for Alimaąs arrival. łHow did you know what she wanted?˛ łShe told me
last night at the airport.˛ I said. Sherry walked with us, quiet and
subdued. I reluctantly decided it was time for an unpleasant duty.
łSherry, Iąm sorry for what I said at the pool this morning. Iąm not my
best before breakfast.˛
łThatąs ok.˛ She said listlessly. łIf itąs ok Iąd like to go study.˛
Without saying anything else she walked off.
łWhatąs eating her?˛ I asked. Mei shook her head, staring after the
teenager..
łJust out of curiosity, what did you say to her this morning?˛ łMaster,
I love you dearly, but some things are better left alone.˛ She said
Ţrmly. łBut I think Iąd better go talk to her.˛ łPlease.˛ I asked.
łFind out whatąs bothering her, if you can. Sheąs had enough grief for
one lifetime.˛ Mei grinned at me, then followed my ward. Alima said
sheąd be at the airport at three. That gave me almost an hour to kill.
I spent it in the library, working on a new project. I chuckled to
myself. The girls would really be surprized. Especially Tara. Wrapping
it up reluctantly I left to pick up Alima.

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