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Chapter VII
I woke up the next morning with the feeling of excitement coursing through my veins. I'm not gonna lie; the idea of new pussy to fuck always enticed me. Despsite the thousands of pussies I've had in my life, I always liked to experience different ones. Of course, if the pussy's loose, then I have to train the bitch to tighten it back up. It's a bit of a complicated process, but ultimately, it makes all the women I train better pleasure slaves in the long run.
I sat up, expecting to see Teresa still asleep next to me, but she wasn't. It was 6:30, so she was in the kitchen with the other whores preparing breakfast for myself and all the other masters and mistresses. The meeting was going to begin in about 2 and a half hours, so I had quite a bit of time before I had to be ready. The first doms would be showing up around the top of the hour, where I had Ashley directing them to their rooms and their slaves would assign themselves to each of the doms rooms. Then they would be brought to the dining room, served breakfast, then escorted to the main hall for small talk while the slaves cleared the table in preparation for the actual meeting.
To be honest with you, I hate wasting time. I like to be done with doing all the things that need to be done first, then giving myself to do the things that I want to do. So, the first thing I did was take a shower. I went in by myself for once, seeing as all the other girls were busy with work and I didn't want to disturb them. After my shower, I got dressed. Contrary to what you may believe, we don't dress like a bunch of BDSM lifestylers, with the leather and chains. Actually, we're usually dressed like executives in a business meeting. I can't stress it enough, this is a business, and in a business you have to be professional. Even if you do have the best job in the world.
So I dressed in my suit, and waited patiently in my sitting room for the guests to arrive, checking things up on my laptop, glancing periodically at the cameras to see who has arrived. Ashley brought my breakfast, and I glanced up into her eyes for a moment, all hints of the anger she had last night gone. At least, for the moment. I took my eggs, bacon, sausage, and hashbrowns, and practically inhaled it. I'm not one to savor food, don't ask me why. I didn't like to eat with the other doms, either. I don't make small talk with them because I'm too busy inhaling my food, so to speak.
The first dom had finally arrived. Victor. The incompetent. Well, at least he was punctual. I saw him enter the mansion with his slave, Cara bound by the leash, crawling next to him. I felt my dick rise slowly in my pants. She was naked, of course. That was a rule of mine. Rarely, if ever, were slaves allowed on this premises with clothes. I suppose it's sort of a way to distiguish trash from everyone else. In this regard, I have a bit of a god complex. In the United States, everyone is born free. However, whether you retain that freedom is entirely up to me.
I stared down at Cara, freezing the frame on the camera just so I could examine her more closely. She had short brown hair, the kind that barely reached her chin. Her breasts were relatively small, at least in comparison to most of my other personal slaves, as they were only a B-cup. Her body was deliciously curved, and she had a fair complexion. I think she used to be a ballerina. Yum. Then I noticed that she had a butt plug embedded inside her asshole. I shook my head. Jesus Vic, you still haven't trained her ass?
I fast-forwarded til I got to real time, and just as I did, I saw that Mistress Crystal had arrived with Jaeda in tow, much in the same way that Vic had arrived with Cara. Leashed, and forced to crawl like the bitch that she is. Jaeda had flowing black hair, with piercing blue eyes, and a set of double ds to die for. But Crystal was a demon. No other way to describe how she could take anyone, anyone, and mold them into anything she could possibly desire. Except myself, of course.
There were times that I lusted after Crystal, but neither of us were ever into Vanilla sex, nor would we considering submitting to the other. We were doms, full-time, and nothing could change that. I suppose if I put forth a tremendous amount of effort, I might succeed in breaking her, but it would do a hell of a lot more harm than good. I wasn't stupid, Crystal was our top femme dom. To get rid of her just to expand my own ego was beyond ludicris. Didn't stop me from fantasizing, though. To tie those beautiful, perfectly shaped breasts tightly, and to whip them with my favorite flogger. To mash that head of crimson hair down against my body, with my dick buried deep down her throat. I felt as though I'd barely be able to contain myself.
Hugh arrived next. I swear, the guy looks like something out of a gothic movie. I suppose it goes with his attitude. Long dark hair that nearly covered his face, hazel eyes. I noticed that the girl he brought in was attached to a very creative leash. As I said before, Hugh enjoyed seeing his girls suffer, and with that suffering, included piercings everywhere that struck the mood at the time. This girl had her nipples, clit, tongue, and navel pierced. A chain was attached to each of the rings that linked together, forming a harness of some sort. In the middle, about where her solar plexus was, a small weight was hung from the chain, creating a constant pull effect on the nipples, and another weight was hung from the chain near her clit. At the same time, a leash was attached to the tongue ring of his slave, and that was how he directed her. I couldn't imagine the agony that she was going through, but at the same time, she looked like she had taken it for years. A champ, I suppose, for the slaves.
The others arrived, one by one, until Devlan was the last to arrive with his top slut, 2271 (his thing was to remove his girl's names and just give them numbers, don't ask me why). Cute little blonde girl, I guess. By this time, it was about 8:30, which meant the meeting was going to start in about a half hour. As soon as Devlan finished his breakfast, the girls rushed in to clean the tables in preparation for our meeting. It was this time that I decided to come down and play host.
I had perfect timing, as Devlan had just reentered the main hall from dropping his things off in his quarters. I took that moment to start down the stairs.
“Welcome, all of you. I hope breakfast was adequate enough for everyone's tastes?” I asked, rhetorically. There were nods and a few answers of agreement. “Well, as soon as my girls have finished with the room, we can begin the meeting.” Lily had just come in from the dining room and bowed her head. Like I said, perfect timing. I gestured with my hand towards the room, with a smile on my face. “It appears we're ready. Please, go in and have a seat.” The masters and mistresses began to file into the dining room, with their slaves in tow.
I entered last, with Lily in tow, and took my seat at the end of the table. Lily got on all fours, positioned like the rest of the slaves, next to their owners, and we began the meeting. Crystal sat directly across from me, and I gave her a small grin, which she returned with a wink. I think, if we were normal people, she and I would have a relationship. However, as we are, we maintain simply a business relationship, and share a respect with each other, as one dom to another.
The business portion of the meeting went as expected, somewhat speedy but agonizingly boring throughout the whole process. As I thought, Victor was in need of help as he'd been getting heat from his local authorities in Tampa. I had a few contacts there, I told him I'd look into it, and that he'd have to talk to me after the meeting. That's when I'd drop the Cara proposal on him. He wouldn't have a choice but to accept. Though we have to help one another out, it's not free. The one receiving the help owes a favor. That's just the way it's done.
Throughout the course of the meeting, I slid my fingers through Lily's hair, petting my slave, as were many of the other doms. Most of the time, Lily's head rested on my lap, sometimes I had her use her nose to rub my dick in my pants under the table, so as not to distract anyone, or made her use her hand to rub my balls. Victor caressed Cara's cheek every now and then. I saw Hugh tug on that chain that he had wrapped around his slave every so often, I saw her cringe in pain whenever this was done to him.
And thus, began the exciting part of the meeting, the bartering stage. Now, at this point, the number of meetings we've had where the masters and mistresses have bartered for Ashley have always failed. So now, they don't even try. I took this time to introduce my new slave.
“Before we begin, I have a new piece of property I'd like to share with all of you.” I smacked Lily on the ass, and she knew what she was meant to do then. She scrambled quickly to her feet and ran out the door, fetching Teresa. “I'd aquired this dark-stock about a month ago, and, as of last night, she is now available for sale.” As I was speaking, Lily had brought Teresa in on her knees, where she presented herself at attention, hands behind her back chest out. “Before we begin any bargaining for this whore, I make an offer to Crystal, Teresa in exchange for that beautiful young slave you have at your feet. Please, take the time you need to think about it.” I told her, and bowed my head in respect.
When I looked up, I saw her with a slight grin on her face. She nodded back to me.
“Well, I'll certainly take it into consideration.” Crystal answered. I saw her slave Jaeda stiffen involuntarily, but otherwise remain perfectly still. I scared her, apparently. If I succeeded, I couldn't wait to put that bitch through her paces. Servicing Crystal was one extreme; servicing me was the other. I noticed that Crystal was examining Teresa's body as she remained at attention. The other masters and mistresses took this time to begin bargaining for each other's slaves.
As I walked towards Victor, Crystal ordered Teresa to rise and model for her. I hardly paid attention as I waited for Victor to free up so that I could speak with him, and when he did, I approached him.
“So Victor, you need some help with the authorities, correct?” I asked rhetorically, but he didn't pick it up. Stupid.
“Yeah, things have been getting a little tough down in Tampa. I swear, things just have to happen to me.” Yeah, because you make them happen, you incompetent bastard. Oh well. We all can't be like me. “I'd really appreciate it if you could help me out.” I looked at him, and nodded sympathetically.
“Sure, I can definitely get ahold of some of my contacts down there. However...” I paused, letting him mull over it for a second. “There's something I need from you.” I saw him stiffen a bit, no longer relaxing. “That slave you've got down at your feet. I want her. I'll take care of your problem with the cops. I'll even give you a replacement for her.” I saw Cara look up at me, with fear in her eyes. Apparently, I scared her too. Excellent. I'm known to these bitches by reputation.
“And who do you plan on replacing her with?” He asked me, glancing down at Cara for a moment then back up to me. I smiled, saying nothing, simply snapping my fingers. A few moments later, Rachel entered the room, and dropped down to her knees next to Victor, placing her cheek against his dick in his pants, rubbing it the way a protective cat would. Of course, at the time, she didn't know she was about to be traded. “Her? Are you sure?” He asked, surprised. With nothing more than a nod from me, he grinned. He looked down at Cara for a moment, then handed me the leash. “Done.”
“Pleasure.” I told him, keeping the fact that Rachel was under a new master's control secret for as long as possible. It was funnier that way. So I glanced down at Cara, my new and not-yet housebroken sex slave. She looked up at me with those pretty eyes of hers, mixed with fear and embarrasment, the embarrasment probably from just being tossed aside like a piece of trash. “Come.” I uttered, and tugged lightly at the leash. She followed behind me, obediently.
I took her to the chair at the end of the table, while I listened to all the offers of the other doms for my whores, and I refused all of the offers. I started asserting my dominance over Cara, when I started to run my fingers through her hair, as if I were petting a dog, or a cat. I asked Rose about trading Bethany, but she refused, as I expected. After about an hour of trading and selling going on, I decided that it was time to call it a day.
“Alright everyone, that's enough of the public trading, although you're all more than welcome to do in privately. For now, I think everyone is eager to retire to their rooms for the entertainment of the evening. I know I can't wait to start breaking this whore.” I stated, and as I did I gave a sharp tug of the leash, choking Cara for a moment.
“Your temporary slaves will take you to your rooms where they will satisify your every need .Have a good night.” I told them, and they applauded, thanking me for my hospitality. The dining room cleared out, leaving only Crystal, myself, Cara, Ashley, Jaeda, and Teresa in the room. Crystal walked to me, with Jaeda in tow by the leash, while Ashley and Teresa sat at attention, and I had Cara in the walking position(all-fours) next to me, still on the leash.
“So, you think that just because Teresa is a dark-stock that she will be suitable as opposed to Felecia? This whore doesn't have the beauty, nor the discipline that Felecia does.” She stated, staring me in the eyes. She was one of few people that could do that and not back down in the slightest. I held a smirk on my face.
“Well, unfortunately beauty is something that cannot be chaged. Discipline, however, can be drilled into any and all slaves, you know that. I thought you enjoyed the challenge, Mistress Crystal. But then again, perhaps not.” I told her, and let my words sink it. They hit home, I noticed, as I saw a flash of emotion in her eyes, not so much anger as heat. Like an irritated expression, I suppose.
“Of course not, but I would like the pleasure of taking the whore out for a test drive. I still haven't enjoyed her lesbian skills as of yet.”
“Don't worry. Take Teresa and Ashley to your room. Have an answer for me by the morning. Meanwhile,” I started to say, and reached out and took the leash that Crystal used to hold Jaeda. “I'm going to take this little bitch out for a test drive.” Crystal nodded with a smile.
“So you're giving me the pleasure of Ashley, finally. Excellent. Come girls.” She ordered, motioning with her hand. Immediately, Ashley and Teresa dropped to all-fours and crawled over to their Mistress for the night. I tugged gently on Jaeda's leash and she left Crystal's side, but not before Crystal gripped her hair for a moment to stop her. She kneeled down to look into the eyes of her possibly former slave, and smiled. “This may be the last time I see you, you dirty little bitch. He is quite a capable master, so I'd suggest you obey him the way you would obey me.” Jaeda nodded quickly, and whispered yes mistress. Crystal nodded towards me, so I tugged on Jaeda's leash once more, and she crawled towards me.
A couple hours later I was in my sitting room, spying on the other doms on my laptop, Mistress Crystal in particular. I was in my chair, where Cara and Jaeda were making out with one another with my cock between their lips. Their hands were bound behind them with their own leashes, so they had to lean against each other on their foreheads to support themselves. I had already fucked Cara's asshole and shot my load down Jaeda's throat, so I was pretty much spent for the rest of the night. What can I say? I just like the feeling of having my dick sucked.
I watched Crystal on the screen, and turned the audio in that room on so I could hear everything that was going on. I watched it like a porno playing out. Teresa was on her knees, hands behind her back, and Ashley was behind her, gripping Teresa's wrists tightly together. Crystal stood before them in those stilettos that make her legs look as fantastic as ever. I noticed she had a rather mean-looking cane in her hand. I noticed a fair amount of perspiration on all of the participants bodies. They must've had some fun recently. I'd have to rewind the tape later to check it out.
“Now, my sweet black whore, I'm going to beat you. Not because you did anything wrong...” She smirked as she looked down at Teresa. “You're a compentent cunt eater. No, I'm going to beat you just for the simple pleasure of it. Get used to it, as it's going to happen a lot from now on.” That statement made me suspect that the deal was final, then. I know Jaeda got it too, because when she heard that, she faltered for a moment, sighed softly, and continued with her duty. I gripped her hair tightly and turned her head to face me.
“Don't concern yourself with the business of people above you, whore. As of right now, that's everyone other than yourself, and the only reason you have for living is pleasuring your master. Do you understand me, slut?” I told her, and as I said slut, I gripped her hair a bit tighter, causing her to cry out.
“Yes, yes, of course master, please forgive me master.” She looked up at me with those beautiful eyes of submission, so I released her, and allowed her to continue working on my dick and Cara's tongue, whenever she could get to it. Cara, meanwhile, was a lot better trained than I'd originally thought. Her ass was a little too tight, and she needed to get faster at following commands, but she was totally obedient. Maybe Victor isn't as incompetent as I credited him for. My eyes moved back to the screen.
Crystal rose the cane high, and brought it down with brutal acceleration. Teresa couldn't hold back the scream, as the cane slammed right onto her left breast. Immediately, her skin turned red at the point of impact. I saw Ashley twitch, probably from trying to hold Teresa's wrists together. The only problem was that Crystal didn't wait. The next strike came immediately after the first.
“You will now receive five more strikes in addition to the others I had planned for you. When I strike, you will thank me for it and beg for another, is this understood whore?” She asked, and she never missed a beat. Throughout that entire statement, Teresa's tits and inner thighs were receiving punishment from the cane. I saw tears almost instantly gush from Teresa's eyes as she nodded slowly, probably using all the will she had to hold herself together.
“Yes Mistress, I apologize mistress.” Teresa sobbed, eyes down to the floor the entire time.
“Good girl, now. Let's try this again.” THWACK!
“One, thank you mistress. Please, one more.” THWACK!
“Two, thank you mistress. Please, another.” THWACK!
“Three, thank you mistress. One more.” THWACK!
This went on for about 30 strikes, til finally Crystal decided to relax. Ashley let go, and Teresa collapsed to the floor, but quickly composed herself and got up in attention. Ashley moved beside her, fear in her eyes. Fear of receiving the same punishment. Crystal turned and tossed the cane to the bed. I saw the two girls visibly relax. Their Mistress walked between the two of them, looking down at the both of her slave girls, and took their faces into her hands.
“Open your mouths, girls.” She ordered, and they complied. She proceeded by spitting into each of them, and then slapping both girls at the same time, to the point that they bumped heads with one another. “Now let me see how you eat cunt, you sweet bitch you.” She told Ashley, and put her cunt over Ashley's face. I saw Ashley lick and suck with all the skill she possessed. Her tongue slid around Crystal's cunt in slow circles, from the top of her clit, right through the middle of her pussy. The circles gradually grew faster, until Ashley changed tactics and began attacking her clit exclusively. At first, her tongue slid up and down her clit, the same way it does when she licks the underside of my dick. After a few moments of that, she sucked Crystal's clit into her mouth, and nibbled on it gently.
I watched Crystal while this was going on. I doubt anyone had ever eaten her quite like that. There's a million reasons Ashley was the top whore. This was simply one of them. Crystal began to shake involuntarily, after only about three minutes of pussy-eating, she was almost ready to burst. By this time, Ashley had moved from her clit to her pussy, where she rolled her tongue and pushed it inside of Crystal, using her tongue as a cock, and she fucked her mistress like there was no tomorrow. I noticed that Crystal had begun to regain control of her orgasm after a few moments. I grinned and leaned back, gripping my new slave's heads in my hands and began to move them up and down on my dick. Crystal was gonna lose control after what was to happen next.
Ashley pulled her tongue out of Crystal's pussy, but never let it leave her body. Instead, she allowed her tongue to travel downward, slipping past that area of skin that seperated her pussy from her asshole. Her tongue quickly slid over it, once, as if teasing her Mistress. Then, she began to lick in earnest, tongue flicking faster that I would've believed, if I hadn't owned Ashley for so long. As I expected, this put Crystal over the top. She mashed Ashley's head hard against her ass, where Ashley took this opportunity to shove her tongue deep inside her mistress' asshole, using that same dick-like tongue that she used in Crystal's pussy. Crystal screamed, and shook almost violently as she was wracked with her own climax.
“...Jesus fucking christ...Oh my god...Ohh...” She exhaled loudly, exhausted from what was probably the biggest orgasm she'd ever had. Crystal stumbled backwards until she landed on the bed, barely managing to keep herself in a sitting position, while she looked over at Ashley and Teresa, who were in attention at the time. “Your master is one hell of a lucky bastard.” She told Ashley, still breathing hard. I couldn't stop grinning. You're damn right he is. I changed the camera view this time to Hugh. Even if he was cruel, what he did to the girls was goddamn sexy. I caught him at a particularly brutal moment. He just struck Jennifer with such ferocity that she would have fallen over had she not been bound to the floor by a pair of cuffs I had installed a long time ago, by Hugh's request.
Jennifer was bleeding from her mouth, probably from a series of beatings by Hugh. Her eyes barely stayed open. The slave he brought with him, meanwhile, was busy working on her master's cock, sucking him or jerking him off whenever she could. Jennifer herself didn't have any nipple rings, so unfortunately Hugh wouldn't be hanging anything off of her, at least, not through rings. I noticed that her eyes began to sway shut, probably about to fall unconscious. Hugh stopped this, immediately, by bringing smelling salt to her nose, waking her up again. No easy way outta this one.
I watched this continue for about an hour, while Hugh did equally punishing things to Jennifer. Nipple twisting, whipping, caning, waxing...you name it. Finally, Hugh decided that was enough, and shoved his dick into Jennifer's mouth. Maybe blood from the mouth was a better feeling than saliva? I'd have to test that theory some day. I turned my chair, to my new slaves that were performing a 69 in front of me. Neither of them had ever tasted each other's pussy before, so I'd like to think of this as a breaking-in sort of thing for the both of them. Though Crystal was brutal, she wasn't me, and I'd have the pleasure of teaching Jaeda that. As for Cara...Well I've already explained to you how incompetent Victor is.
Cara was on top, and her face in Jaeda's pussy was closest to me, so I paid attention to it. I was almost certain that Jaeda was a pretty good cunt sucker, being owned by a woman and all. It was obvious to me that Cara was decent as well, as I could see the thickening secretions coming out of Jaeda's cunt, and every once in a while Jaeda would moan. I'd untied their wrists for this, so that they could use their hands to pleasure their fellow slave, as it was the only oral pleasure they'd be able to receive. Never in a million years would you find my tongue in a slave's cunt. They're lucky enough to have my dick in it from time to time.
I rose from my chair and circled my two slaves, watching them eat the other out. I got to Jaeda's side and watched her. It was clear to me that if these two were competing, Jaeda had the edge by far. It looked to me like Cara's cunt was a waterfall, except with juices instead of water. I know I told you I was spent for the night, but I felt my dick rising in my pants yet again. Shit, I've been getting my dick sucked and watching the degradation of slaves for the past two hours. It's hard. You try it.
“Don't stop licking.” I whispered to Jaeda, after I'd gotten myself naked again, hardened cock out ready to go. With Cara's pussy the way it was, it was so easy to slip inside of her. The warmth I felt with my dick buried deep in her was incredible. There's a term used for this kind of pussy. Snapper. That's what Cara had.
She moaned even louder when she felt her new master's dick in her. I moved slowly back and forth as I started getting myself used to the feeling. I looked down and took the scene in before I participated in it. First, my dick was buried to the hilt of my new, beautiful, halfway innocent sex slave. Second, I had another slave that was trained exclusively by a mistress, I doubt she's had a lot of cock since her enslavement, whose tongue was flicking almost violently against the clit of her counterpart, while occasionally accidentally tonguing my shaft. Third, I had just got done watching what Hugh did to my girl, Jennifer, which activated my primal and strongest urge, to conquer, and with that, control, and sex being the element that I chose. And control these bitches I would.
That was all the thinking I needed to do before I changed. All rational thought went out the window. Normally, I'm cool, calm, collected. But all that disappears when I get like this. My mind turns to single thoughts, merely what my next order will be that will give me more pleasure. And while I'm like this, physically I have the strength and endurance of a bull. My hips started to move; hard, and fast. I pumped my dick as far as it could go inside of my new whore.
“Put...Uhhh..your tongue...Ohh...on my balls...Whore...”I ordered between moans, while fucking my slave at a pretty brisk pace. Jaeda complied, lifting her head from Cara's cunt and up to my balls, where she lapped at them when she could. God, my cock just felt so good in this bitch's pussy.
As the night ended, I actually came two more times. Seeing as Ashley was preoccupied for the evening, I spent the night with my two new girls, teaching them how to please me before bed. It was nice getting massaged by two of my bitches for once. I fell asleep.
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