Dark Erotic Fiction

The story so far:

Rita’s Choice: Chapter 1 Jan 2006
Rita’s Choice: Chapter 2 Jan 2006
Rita’s Choice: Chapter 3 Feb 2006
Rita’s Choice: Chapter 4 Mar 2006
Sasha’s Choice: Chapter 1 Mar 2006
Sasha’s Choice: Chapter 2 Apr 2006
Sasha’s Choice: Chapter 3 May 2006
Sasha’s Choice: Chapter 4 May 2006
The Sisters: Chapter 1 Jul 2006
The Sisters: Chapter 2 Jul 2006
The Sisters: Chapter 3 Sept 2006
The Sisters: Chapter 4 Sept 2006
Jodi and Monica Oct 2006
The Slaves of Daniels, Harper & Beam — Part A Dec 2006
The Slaves of Daniels, Harper & Beam — Part B Dec 2006
Jodi — Part A: Jan 2007
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Shadow brought Jodi to her second orgasm without allowing himself to cum. As her orgasm crashed through her, it was intensified by the fact that she still had a rock-hard cock buried in her pussy. This one was almost too intense for her. She forgot momentarily that she was a slave, and as the orgasm turned her insides to jelly and befogged her brain, she gripped Shadow”s shoulders so tightly, her nails dug into him. She vented her emotions loudly as she clung to him. When it was over, she lay limp and sweating. Shadow reached a hand over his shoulder to wipe at the spot where Jodi”s nails had dug in. He pulled his hand away and looked at his fingertips. There was no blood. Jodi saw the motion and in a minor panic, roused herself to begin apologizing. Shadow grunted, assuring her she would be appropriately punished at some time in the future. She wasn”t sure if he was teasing her, or if he really intended to punish her. But the future wasn”t now, and now she wasn”t being punished. She hesitantly suggested that perhaps she should shorten her nails, despite knowing full well that he had ordered her, as he had every one of the slaves, to keep them long and polished. That was just one more element of being sexy and attractive for him.

With the serenity of the post-orgasm moment destroyed for Jodi, and with Shadow still in heat, he lost no time in ordering her to her knees, putting her in doggy position. Jodi hid her huge smile in the pillow she had mashed into a ball under her chin, as she waited with great anticipation for him to enter her. He didn”t disappoint her, but he did surprise her. He chose to enter her ass. He did so gently enough, and Jodi had been used anally often enough that she knew how to relax herself and accept his entry. Once he was fully implanted in her, he draped himself on her back, using her to carry his weight while his hands were occupied with things besides holding himself up.

One hand went to each dangling breast to cup it and knead it gently. Her nipples, naturally enough, received special attention. He kissed the back of her neck and shoulders while he slowly pumped himself in and out of her anus. Jodi was a “clit and nipples” kind of gal. She loved having her nipples played with, and having it done to her got her aroused quickly. She also loved having things shoved up her ass, particularly vibrating-type things. Piston-type things were almost as good in her view. In short, he was seriously arousing her need, again, and doing it in a big hurry.

She squirmed under him, but she couldn”t squeeze and massage his cock as well as she could when it was in her pussy. Plus, being forced to keep her weight (and his) on her arms, she couldn”t use her hands to try to inspire him to more direct arousal. To top it off, she was pointed in the wrong direction to be able to use her lips for anything. She had to accept what he wanted to do to her without being able to influence the speed at which things progressed. She wanted much faster progression.

Shadow maintained the infuriatingly slow pace as he buggered her and played with her breasts. Finally, she felt his hand leave her right breast as he trailed his fingers lightly down her chest and stomach. There was no doubt in her mind where he intended going with his hand, but he continued in his torment of her by getting there slowly. But even slowly eventually ends, and this ending found his finger blessedly entering her while it lay crooked over her clit. He massaged her with slow circular motions while his finger probed her inner sanctum. She was still wired enough from her earlier orgasm that the playing he had done since then was enough that she was soon pushed to the brink again. She realized that he was not going to cum this time either, by the slow pace he maintained in reaming her ass. She also knew he was doing it for her benefit. During the short time he owned her, she had grown confident in her opinion that he kept his word. He was going to give her the orgasms he promised to give, one way or another. Not being one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she urged herself onward as much as she could, hastening the arrival of her third for the night.

This one had a very strange aspect to it. She loved being filled in her rear, and having her breast squeezed at the same time was an added delight, so the orgasm had all the makings of being rather special. But his finger in her pussy was a pale comparison to having a thick cock there, and she missed the sensation of having her pussy filled. That lack created a yearning in her even as the orgasm rolled through her. She simultaneously yearned for more as she flooded his hand with her passion.

Once again she lay limp and panting, after collapsing from the exertions of her climax. Shadow pulled out of her all too quickly, to roll over and lay on his back. He too was panting, but the difference in their breathing was plainly noticeable to Jodi”s ears. After listening for only a few moments, Jodi began to feel guilty and realized it was more fun for her when he came too. She twisted her head slightly, cracked one eye open and looked over at him as he lay beside her. She could clearly see his rigid need displaying itself, and that was enough to spur her into motion to satisfy him, as well as her own craving to be stuffed when she came.

She quickly saw to cleaning him up, then being in the ideal position for it, she lowered her head and took his rampant cock into her mouth. He groaned softly, clearly pleased with her decision to suck him. So far, he had been very accommodating during their lovemaking, in that he was allowing her much latitude in choosing her own actions, so she was totally unprepared for what he did next.

He allowed her to suck him for a few minutes, but he didn”t want to cum in her mouth. Not this time, anyway. When he felt himself reaching the point beyond which he knew he would be unable to remove her mouth, he took a handful of her hair in each hand, then roughly pulled her head upwards. While Jodi liked being bound and whipped, being controlled by being handled roughly during sex had its own fascination and brought a special flavoring to the enjoyment. Having her hair pulled was one of the more effective ways of controlling her, and she loved being treated that way. The total unexpectedness of it at this time did nothing to diminish the pleasure.

He pulled her head up, pulling her mouth away from his cock. In a continuous motion, he then pulled her head downward again, and forward at the same time. She had no choice but to scramble forward on her knees, obeying his irresistible demands. He pulled her forward to a point at which he judged her pussy was right over his cock. He gave her the single word command; “Sit,” as he released her hair. She had been positioned closely enough that his intentions were clear, even if his aim had been slightly off. She lowered herself, impaling herself on his hard shaft.

With her head freed from his control, she lowered it, dragging her hair across his chest, then with a powerful toss of her head, threw her luxurious mane over her shoulder so it lay fully on her back. She raised herself as she continued her backward motion, arching her back and extending her arms behind her, until finally she was holding one of his ankles in each hand. She maintained an arch in her back to keep as much friction on him as she could, while she rode his cock.

She closed her eyes, but with her face pointed toward the ceiling, doing so was more reflexive than anything else. She stayed that way, reveling in the sensation of the deep penetration this position afforded her. She began to feel him stirring and moving beneath her, but he didn”t order any changes in her position, so she did her best to ignore him. That soon became much more difficult to do. His squirming around had been to prop some pillows under his back. This raised him slightly. It was just enough that now he could easily reach her breasts with his hands. He did just that.

Once again, she was slightly conflicted. Like many, if not most women, she preferred being on top for the simple reason of the greater physical pleasure being on top provides. Jodi was not an exception to liking physical pleasure. But being on top also implies being in control. Again, for most women, this is not the least bit of a problem. But Jodi preferred being controlled, not being in control. So the greater physical pleasure warred with the slightly diminished psychological pleasure brought about by the position. The physical was winning handily, however. Once again, she began climbing the mountain leading to the peak of pleasure. Shadow could feel tremors going through her body, and the small mewing sounds that escaped from her were unmistakable signs of her growing level of passion. Shadow, too, was nearing the edge of his own climax. He wanted Jodi to climax before he did, so he released a breast and brought his hand down to where he could massage her clit with his thumb. She gasped audibly when he began to fan her desires that way too.

Shadow was losing it. He could no longer count on being able to delay his own climax much longer and he knew it. He was very close to being ready to toss thoughts of further delay out the window, and to just concentrate on his own pleasure. To that end, he realized that one of the pleasures of his being on top meant that he could hold the object of his passion as he blew his load into her. He loved the feeling of crushing his slave”s body into his as he came. He decided he wanted that now. To bring the desire to pass, he did a half sit-up, reached over Jodi”s shoulder and grabbed a handful of hair. As he sank back onto the bed, he pulled her with him.

The sudden yank on her hair was enough to do her in. She began her climax as she was dragged forward, and by the time her chest hit his, she was fully consumed with it. His arms wrapped around her instantly after they met, and the pressure of his arms squeezing her into him deepened her pleasure still further. She squealed loudly and bucked spasmodically, totally lost in the throes of the most powerful orgasm of the night. She never knew that Shadow was coming at the same time, she was too far lost in her own feelings. Shadow, on the other hand, knew full well that Jodi was cumming, if for no other reason than the fact that her pussy was pulsating and squeezing him dry.

When it was finally over, they both settled in each other”s arms, resting. Unbidden, Jodi raised her head and brought her lips to his. She kissed him softly and stroked the top of his head then laid her cheek on his chest. They lay that way for many minutes while he lost his rigidity, but remained inside her.

She expected that he would doze off, or even fall deeply asleep, so she lay unmoving, allowing him the silence and serenity to do either. He did neither. When, after a few minutes, his breathing remained strong, Jodi turned her head to face his chest. She began kissing him with increasing fervor and brought her hand over to scratch faint lines on his stomach with her nails. When she received no protest, she moved her hand lower as she lifted herself off his now flaccid cock. She quickly grasped him, enfolding him with her fist. Gentle squeezes brought moans of satisfaction from him. She began walking her lips down his chest and stomach. She reached her goal rather quickly because, contrary to both their expectations, she was not yet satiated, and was eager to bring him back to full arousal for another session. He had no objections to that either.

Her mouth did wonders, as it usually did, and in very short order he was lying atop her, pounding himself into her. Despite being a slave, she gave as good as she got in this battle, and the two bodies clung to each other, each trying to wring every ounce of pleasure out of the encounter. They were both successful.

This time when it was over, Jodi snuggled herself alongside her lord and master as he lay on his back, entwining her leg with his, and throwing her arm across his chest. Her head rested on his arm, nestled against the side of his chest. They stayed together that way for many minutes.

Once again, Jodi realized he was not going to sleep. More than pleased with that realization, she knew she should move herself to resume sucking him in preparation for the next bout. As she thought about it she realized that lying there comfortably held more immediate attraction that the thought of cumming again. She knew full well that if he ordered it, she would move in a flash, and she would not regret having him inside her again, but a few more minutes of peaceful snuggling would be very pleasant, indeed. Especially with his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into close contact with him.

As she lay there, her mind wandered to many topics, eventually returning to a thought - a question, more like it - that had occurred to her more than once. Asking about it might give her the answers she sought, but it might also annoy him. It was none of her business, but curiosity can be a powerful driver, and she rationalized that since he was being very kind to her this night, it was an excellent opportunity to try.

“My lord, may I ask you something? I fear it may be none of my business, but I still beg permission to ask.”

“What is it, wench?”

“Two things, I suppose. The first is to know if I am as good in bed as your other slaves. I will admit that I am thinking specifically of Rita when I ask that. But that brings me to the second point. I assume that she must be very good in bed, else you would not have kept her. Yet, you whip her constantly for bad sex, so apparently she isn”t that good. But if she isn”t that good, why do you allow that? I mean, I know you whip her, but why don”t you sell her?” Or snuff her? I hesitate to voice that question out loud, yet you must have thought of that, yourself. “Besides which, you use her frequently, which argues that she is good, because why would you use her frequently if she wasn”t? But you whip her for bad sex - - .. it just goes in circles, my lord.”

When Shadow remained silent, Jodi quickly resumed speaking. “I have become quite fond of Rita, my lord. She and I are becoming good friends, so I would not like to see her leave your ownership. The frequency,” and severity, she added silently, “of her whippings make me believe you shall not put up with her much longer, which deeply saddens me. If there is some way I can help, I will gladly do so, but I don”t understand enough about what is going on between you two to know how to do that, or even to be sure I am seeing things correctly.”

Jodi stopped speaking, knowing she had to allow him to answer before she could attempt to dig more deeply into it. When he didn”t immediately erupt in anger, she knew that he would give her some answer. She didn”t have to wait very long.

Shadow wondered, Could Jodi”s and Rita”s friendship provide the key to breaking Rita? What have I got to lose by trying? “The answer is not simple, as you have probably already surmised. To answer your first question; yes and no. You lack some of the specific knowledge and skills a woman might possess for pleasing a man in bed. Rita has those skills. Therefore the answer is no. However, you try to please me. You put your heart and body into it unstintingly. That in itself is very pleasing to me, and far surpasses Rita”s performance on that score. Therefore the answer is yes.”

Jodi absorbed what she was hearing. I want those skills.

Shadow continued. “Rita tried once to please me as best she could. I would have that from her every time. Because it is not provided each time, I whip her for her failure.”

Jodi lay quietly, disbelief running rampant through her. Why? That makes no sense. I half expected to hear that she was not capable, and he therefore whipped her to make her learn. But she is knowledgeable, yet she chooses not to act using that knowledge. Why on earth would she choose a whipping over pleasing her master, especially when she will receive pleasure in return? Sasha is right, Rita is stupid. I”ll have to ask her about this, this is unbelievable.

Shadow continued speaking. “You do ask one very disturbing question, however. Why do I keep her? I thought I could change her thinking and bring her around to performing the way she should. I thought I could enlist Sasha”s help in that. I now wonder if I was mistaken in thinking that. I still have hope that she will see the light before it is too late, but I fear the day is not all that far off when I will decide for her. She will probably not be happy with my decision.”

“Then whipping Sasha for Rita”s poor performance is an attempt to make Rita change her attitude?”

“Yes. It”s a long story, but I got the impression from Rita that they were very close before Rita was enslaved. I thought that seeing her sister punished would have more of an impact on her. Instead, Rita uses it as justification for her attitude, and tries to convince Sasha to perform poorly also. Sasha is becoming an excellent slave. She is trying hard to adjust to her status as one, and to please me. Despite how much I wish for Rita to yield, if she persists in not doing so, I will not allow her to contaminate Sasha.” That should be a strong enough hint. She doesn”t want her friend sold or snuffed, so that should be enough to get her to go to Rita with a warning. Maybe she will even plead with Rita to give up her resistance.

Jodi was scared by what she had just heard. That sounds ominous. Is he close to making the decision Rita will not like? Dare I ask him about that? I think not. At least not right now, I don”t want to push my luck.

When Shadow remained quiet it became evident he was not inclined to elaborate any further. Jodi had many questions, but decided that waiting a few minutes before trying to dig deeper might be a good idea. She had plans for occupying those minutes. “Thank you for telling me, my lord. I have one final question, if I may.”

Shadow didn”t respond, so Jodi assumed she had permission. “The skills that Rita has that I don”t - .will you tell me what they are? Will you teach me?”

“No.”

Jodi blinked in the darkness, not believing the answer she just heard.

“I prefer that you experiment and learn them on your own. I don”t forbid you from asking Rita, but you will be more pleasing to me if you develop your own technique. You are attentive, you will soon enough learn what I like, and this way you may find things that Rita doesn”t know.” He fell into silence, allowing her to think about what he had said.

She allowed the silence to persist for another few minutes, then grinned into the darkness. He certainly isn”t upset or annoyed with me. And he”s given me a challenge he is sure I have to accept. I think he likes me. So I think it”s time to try to make him like me further. She began to lightly rub his chest with her hand, moving it provocatively lower as she did so. Her intention became evident very quickly. “Now if my lord will permit it, his slave - I mean his wench - would like to employ her meager skills at pleasing him.”

“Meager, indeed. You obviously need training and practice if you hope to be an acceptable wench. I see no reason to delay beginning that. Fetch some rope and two remote controlled dildos.”

Jodi responded without hesitation, getting out of the bed as she murmured, “Yes, my lord.” She knew what was coming, so she selected dildos with flared bases. Those, she knew, would not be a problem when it came time to remove them. She returned in a very short time with a variety of lengths of rope.

The first order of business was to insert the dildos. With that done, he then selected one of the longer lengths of rope, placed the center of it at the back of her neck then drew a single strand forward on each side of her neck, then again toward her back, going under her arms. He crossed them behind her back, then brought them forward at waist height. Once in front, he joined them together with a knot, then brought the paired lines between her legs. He pulled them snugly over her pussy and her ass, holding the dildos in place. Then, with them behind her, he brought them upwards to the small of her back where they were knotted before again separating again to single strands, one going over each of her hips to her front. There, he looped them over the strands heading down between her legs and pulled them backwards, again headed toward her rear. Her arms were at her sides and he wrapped the rope around her wrist three times, knotted it, and continued the rope around to her back where he looped it over the strand coming up from her ass. With that done to each wrist, her arms were now pinned to her sides. Another length of rope similarly pinned her elbows close to her sides, and general looping of rope and snugging the entire arrangement made it tight everywhere.

He returned to the bed, reclined on his back and said, simply, “Begin.”

Jodi climbed onto the bed on her knees and began the process of kissing and licking his entire body. Shadow played with the remotes, energizing them individually or simultaneously for random periods of time. The process served its purpose. All too soon, Jodi was hungering to have the remotes turned on and left on. Each time he turned them off, she felt a twinge of frustration and unconsciously tried harder to stimulate him in the hope he would turn them back on. When she eventually got to sucking him, he turned the vibrator in her ass on and left it running. It drove her crazy with desire and made her suck him very energetically as she strove for her own release. When he felt his own passion rising, he turned her pussy vibrator on and allowed things to go their own way. She came within minutes while she was working furiously on his cock. He came very shortly thereafter.

When he roused himself, additional pieces of rope were tied to the ropes holding the vibrators in place. The additional ropes pulled the pussy ropes apart, holding them well spread and allowing the dildo to be removed. The new manner of tie also allowed him access, as she would find out in due time.

He made her kneel in the middle of the bed facing the foot, then tied a rope around each ankle. These ropes were tied at the sides of the bed after he had pulled her feet a bit more widely apart. When he was done, he put his finger between her breasts and pushed. She fell backwards. He used her gorgeously long hair to tie her down, pulling it quite snug so that any movement on her part had the effect of pulling her hair. His bouncing on the bed did that also, and he made sure he moved heavily and bounced as much as possible when he moved.

Between the combination of his tongue and the vibrator, she came twice more before he saw fit to release her. Once her head was released from the bed, she raised herself to kneeling to stretch her legs and to present herself to him. She thought he would untie her arms. She was wrong. He unceremoniously threw her flat on the bed and without warning, jumped on top of her and entered her. But by this time Shadow was becoming worn out. He had always envied the female ability to screw endlessly and cum repeatedly, no matter how long a session ran. He knew Jodi could continue cumming all night, even if he couldn”t. Regardless, he was hard now, and he intended to enjoy that fact for as much as it was worth. But being tired also meant he would not cum quickly. That fact didn”t bother him in the least, as he enjoyed being inside her and pounding away in her pussy. That worked well for Jodi too. Being tied and pounded relentlessly was heaven as far as she was concerned, and it inevitably brought her to another orgasm.

Despite Shadow”s belief to the contrary, Jodi was not used to extended sessions of having her pussy reamed out. As much as she loved it, she too was at an end. She was getting sore and further use tonight would become more painful than pleasant. When Shadow rolled onto his back, she curled against him as best she could. Then, before he might devise further use for her, she sought to end the festivities. “My lord, I know I am entitled to another cum, but if you don”t mind I would like to call it a night. If you wish further use of me, I am more than willing to give you any pleasure you wish, but for my own, I am sated, and for that I am deeply thankful.”

Shadow was exhausted, and more than willing to call it a night too. “As you wish wench. Do not wake me with a blowjob, I will tell you when I am again in the mood for your services.” He closed his eyes and was asleep within minutes.

More relieved than she would admit to him, Jodi mumbled her acknowledgement. Not having to wake him with a blowjob meant she might be able to sleep later than usual, and that sounded like an excellent idea, considering the current hour.

Even being tied didn”t keep Jodi awake much longer than Shadow. It was a comfortable position to be tied in, and she liked sleeping in bondage. She especially liked the fact that he had fallen asleep with his arm curled around her, holding her tightly against him.

As one might expect, Shadow slept later than usual. Jodi was still asleep against his side when he woke. He momentarily considered waking her to order a blowjob, but realized he had to piss, and that it could not be postponed. He also knew his getting out of bed would wake her, which it did.

When he finished in the bathroom, he detoured into the slave”s bedroom. Rita, Sasha and Nancy were still tied as he had left them the previous night, and Monica looked at him anxiously when he entered the room. She had been unsure what to do, and thought leaving the other slaves tied was the decision least likely to get her whipped. Shadow simply told her to release the others. When he exited the bedroom, he stopped momentarily to stretch.

Monica immediately went to Rita to release her. Rita had been tied in the most uncomfortable of the positions, so Monica went to her first. No sooner did Monica reach her when Rita exclaimed, “It”s about fucking time.” Rita had spent the night on her back, with her arms outstretched in the spread-eagle position. The ropes from her wrists went to the corners of the bed, as would be expected. Her legs, however, had been pulled toward the head of the bed, with the ropes from her ankles going to the same corners her wrist ropes went to. She had stared at her own pussy for quite some time before being able to fall into a troubled sleep.

Because he stopped to stretch, Shadow heard Rita”s comment. He started to return to the room, then changed his mind and stopped. He turned and returned to his own bedroom. When he got to the bed, he reached out to pull Jodi to him, and to her surprise, he began to untie her. She would have bet she was going to be required to blow him while still tied. He surprised her still further when he announced, “I have no immediate need for your services.”

She threw him a questioning look, but dared not voice her inquiry. He turned from her, saying, “I have decided to use Rita this morning. Send her to me in the bathroom. And factor a load of cum into her calorie-count for the day.” Without waiting for a response, he turned and stalked out into the bathroom. Jodi watched him go. He”s pissed. It can”t be me he”s pissed at, so it must be Rita. He”s going to punish her somehow, that”s why he wants her in the bathroom. How could she possibly have pissed him off so quickly? Giving the matter no further thought, she went in search of Rita, then ordered her to join the master in his bathroom.

When Rita arrived, Shadow ordered her to turn the water in the shower on for it to get hot. He continued shaving. She returned to stand behind him, awaiting further orders. He stopped shaving to get a few plastic ties out of the bowl sitting on the shelf. He quickly zipped then around her wrists and elbows, pinning her arms tightly together behind her back. He went back to finish his shaving. When he was finished, he moved into the shower and ordered her to join him.

The shower had been designed and installed after the Slave Act had been enacted. It had been designed with slaves in mind, so it was spacious, allowing more than enough room for both of them, and was outfitted with stainless steel attachment points for holding a slave in many different ways. It also had a regular seat and a recliner-type built in for the master to relax in so he didn”t have to stand while getting a blowjob if he didn”t want to. That, and it was quite large enough to put the slave full length on her back to fuck her in comfort. This morning Shadow planned to recline while getting his blowjob. He intended to relax and enjoy it.

The shower contained many shower heads, spraying the occupants from every side and overhead. After they were both well soaked, Shadow turned one set of the heads off, creating a zone where they could lather up without being instantly rinsed off. Rita expected with her hands secured behind her back, that she would be the object of being well lathered, particularly around her breasts. She was not expecting what happened. Shadow took a bottle of liquid soap and drizzled a stream of it down her front, well coating her stomach and breasts. He put the bottle down then said to her, “Wash me.”

Momentarily caught off guard, Rita wasn”t sure what to do. After a moment”s hesitation, she realized the only thing she could do was to press her body against his and rub him with it. That naturally meant using her breasts more than anything else. Knowing she had no other alternative, she began washing her master with her breasts.

She managed to cover the majority of his body without needing too much help from him in moving or bending to provide access for her. He was very kind to her when it came to his legs in that he sat in the recliner and raised his legs for her to be able to work on them. When he was thoroughly lathered, he said, “My cock got quite a workout last night, it needs more rubbing.” She got an idea, and although she didn”t think he would allow it, she turned her back to him and backed into him, attempting to grab his cock with her hands for the “more rubbing” she had been ordered to provide. She was right, he denied her permission to do it that way.

She turned back to face him, then got on her knees. She found she couldn”t reach his cock with her breast very well, and had difficulty doing much with it. When she stood and bent over to reach him that way, her head hit the wall, preventing her from getting to him in that manner. She stood fully upright, looking at the goal, wondering how she could get to it. By this time he had a full hardarm, and while she was staring at it, he used the bottle to drizzle a good coating of soap on it. When she remained unmoving, thinking, he snapped at her, “Your master has given you an order, slave, and you had better get to work quickly to avoid a nasty whipping. I want my cock well scrubbed, and soon.”

She now realized what she was expected to do, and as much as she hated the thought, she got back down on her knees and brought her lips over to him. She slid the soap covered cock into her mouth and began scrubbing it with her lips and tongue. As soon as she had him fully in her mouth, he growled, “Its about fucking time.” She got the message. So that”s what this is all about. How the hell did he hear me?

At one point she withdrew his cock from her mouth, spit out the soap and filled her mouth with water from the running showerhead, rinsed her mouth and spit the water out. Shadow watched her do that, smiled at her efforts, then covered his cock with another thick coating of soap. She got that message too. She also got to swallow the load of cum he planted in her mouth, along with a large quantity of soap.

As part of her responsibility for the slave”s exercise and diets, Jodi had decreed that exercise would be conducted in the mornings, before the slaves had breakfast. Shadow had agreed to that, as that was the most likely time that he would not be using any slave for his own purposes. So after Shadow finished his breakfast, and Sasha was available, Jodi gathered all the slaves together to begin their morning program. She led them through a tough program that had them all sweating and all but Jodi groaning after only a few minutes. Jodi was determined to get them all into trim and toned shape as Shadow had commanded, and the program she designed would accomplish that. She watched each of them with a critical eye, observing how each slave performed, noting where each slave needed attention or an adjustment in the execution of an exercise, in order to maximize its effectiveness. For their cool down and finish, Jodi began to teach them katas. Katas would give them muscle control, and significantly enhance graceful movement once it became part of their life, as it had become a part of hers. Her years of kata training were the primary reason she moved so much like a cat.

When it was over, the slaves collapsed on the floor for a brief period of rest before heading into the bathroom and getting ready for breakfast. They all got up fairly quickly and left, except for Rita who remained on the floor, breathing heavily. That worked out well, because Jodi wanted to speak with Rita, and this provided an excellent opportunity to do it. She went over and sat next to her friend.

“Rita, you are not trying very hard with the exercises. If you don”t work at them, they will not accomplish what they need to.”

Rita sneered and spoke with anger evident in her voice. “So what? So I”m not as toned and sleek as the prick wants me to be. Even if I have a few extra pounds, I still look good. I don”t need to look like I did before I was a slave.”

“Why not?”, Jodi countered. “If you wanted to look like that once, why not again? Have you lost your self-respect?”

“It has nothing to do with self-respect, and you know it. There is no reason why I should look as good as I used to, it no longer matters. He”ll fuck me no matter how I look. All he wants is a piece of ass, so why should I worry about looking good for that? I know he wants me only for my looks, but I look good enough, so screw him.”

“So he wants you for your looks, what”s wrong with that? He wants me for my karate skills, what”s the difference? He values us for different reasons.”

Rita looked at her friend with disbelief written all over her face. “You can”t be serious!”

Jodi calmly asked, “If he wanted you for your accounting knowledge, would that be different?”

“Of course it would be different, then he would be recognizing my worth, not my body.”

Jodi peered at Rita. “Rita, you were born with a body and a brain, each of which had potential that could be developed or ignored. You chose to develop your brain by learning accounting, and you developed your body by exercising and eating well to stay trim. You could have been lazy and not bothered to study in school, and you could have eaten like a pig and not exercised. In either case, you worked with what you had given to you at birth, you didn”t develop either from nothing.”

Rita didn”t understand what point Jodi was making, so she simply said, “And?”

Not showing her exasperation, Jodi continued. “I wish I had breasts like yours. But I don”t, and there is nothing I can do the get them. And I mean natural, not implants. You were born with them, you didn”t decide to have them and make them through your own efforts. By the same token, you didn”t start with a brain of a chimpanzee, and develop it to the level capable of being an accountant. Your brain capacity was there and capable without your effort to make it such. Whether we discuss your brain or your body, you made use of what you were given, nothing more. It”s no different than having red versus blonde hair. Would you be upset if he bought you just because you had red hair? He saw something in you that he liked. He bought you for that - .why is buying you for one feature ok, but the other not? Just because you place a higher value on one aspect of yourself doesn”t mean it”s the only valid measure of your worth.”

Rita snorted. “That”s ridiculous.”

Jodi knew Rita had no rational argument to counter with, so she bored in for the kill. “Besides, hasn”t he told you to resume your studies and regain your accounting license? You thought that was just fine. Now he tells you to regain your former appearance, and that isn”t fine? Explain to me why. What is the difference?”

Rita stared at Jodi, unable to answer.

Jodi spoke softly. “Look, we are both slaves and there is nothing we can do to change that. Make the best of it. And for Pete”s sake, stop being so pigheaded and give him the sex he wants so he will stop whipping your sister.”

Rita said derisively, “That”s easy for you to say, you”re falling in love with the guy. You like being whipped and tied up and made to suck his cock and calling him master - oh, excuse, you don”t call him “master” - you call him “my lord”. You love this shit. I don”t.”

Jodi cocked an eyebrow at Rita. “Are you going to tell me you don”t like sex? That”s what got you enslaved, you love sex. And the way you bring whippings on yourself, I have difficulty believing you don”t love being whipped, too. Even more than me. And you are the one who was raving about how good the sex was with him the night he took you out to dinner. You could have that all the time, so don”t give me this crap that I am the only one of us who likes it.”

Stung by Jodi”s accuracy, Rita reacted poorly. “You”re an ass. You”re thinking with your pussy and infatuated because he allowed you to cum last night. We all heard you. Many times.”

Jodi recoiled from her friend”s venom, but controlled her response. “Rita, listen to me. I am your friend. I want to help you if I can. I will be as easy on you with your diet as I can. But you have to help me. You have to exercise and get back into the shape you need to be in. He has made that my responsibility, and I will carry it out. I will do what I need to do to see it happen. We can have fun doing it, and I would really prefer we do it in a way we can both enjoy. Please don”t make me punish you. I will if I have to, I hope you know that. I will not take a whipping for you. I may like mild whippings, but he can punish me with them just as well as he can you. I won”t fail so that you can avoid doing what you have to do. I will not take whippings because of you, I am not your sister.”

Rita glared at Jodi, than got up and stomped from the room.

Jodi watched Rita as she exited. That didn”t go quite as well as it might have. She really is stubborn. And her ass is getting flabby, I will have to give her exercises for that too. I hope she thinks about what I said and comes around, I don”t want to ruin the friendship by having to punish her.

When all the slaves had cleaned up and were eating their allowed breakfasts, Shadow returned to the dining room. Rita was still being required to eat her oatmeal out of a bowl on the floor, without using her hands. Shadow could see her bowl was mostly empty, so he wasted no time getting to the point.

“I observed your exercise session this morning. For the most part, you all seem to be trying, which pleases me. Except you, Rita.” Rita hung her head,, not in shame or guilt, but in defeat. She knew a punishment was coming. “It seemed to me, as I watched, that you were barely going through the motions, you weren”t exerting yourself in any way. Everyone else is bending over backwards to improve themselves and to please me, except you. So I have a way to help you do that. Come with me.”

Shadow led her into the living room. As soon as they arrived, he commanded, “Wrist and ankle cuffs. Heavy belt on your waist. And, ohhhh, maybe a penis gag. A fat one.” When Rita was properly belted, cuffed and gagged, he motioned her to the cable, then told her to lie on her back. He clipped the end of the cable to the ring in the waist belt that was centered over her stomach. All the slaves had followed them into the living room to see what was going to happen, so rather than doing it himself, Shadow ordered Sasha to bring him some short chains, and told Nancy to raise the cable a little.

When the cable retracted, Rita was lifted off the floor, hung by the belt around her waist. It was an uncomfortable beginning. Shadow then attached the chains to each wrist and ankle cuff, then connected those chains to a ring in the floor, directly under the cable. With her limbs drawn toward the single point beneath her, Shadow then ordered Nancy to raise the cable further. It didn”t take long for the pain of the backward arch to become terrible. Rita sobbed loudly, then Nancy raised her further when she saw Shadow”s finger motion “up”. Rita thought her back was going to break. The position forced her legs apart, exposing her pussy completely.

Shadow ordered Sasha to bring a dinner table candle, which when she gave it to him, he shoved into Rita”s pussy. Rita felt it go in, and having heard the order to bring it, she knew what it was. Shadow pushed it into her pussy deeply, ensuring it was well seated. He then ordered Sasha to bring two plastic-topped push pins. He shoved a pin through her pussy lip into the candle, doing that on each side. The candle could not be forced out by Rita”s pussy muscles. He then told Sasha to light the candle. Rita started to panic. She lifted her head in an attempt to see what was happening, and even though she couldn”t see much, the motion displeased Shadow. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head backwards, then tied her hair to the same ring along with her wrists and ankles. He made sure her neck was well bent before finishing.

He looked over the painful position, then satisfied he looked down at Rita. She looked back, her eyes wide with pain and fear. He quietly said, “No more Mr. Nice Guy.” As he walked away, he ordered, “When the candle burns out, you may release her.”

Rita began howling like a banshee long before the actual flame hit her pussy lips.

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Next episode: Jodi - Part C: March 2007

Tags: kill, pain, Shadow, Snuff, Spit