This is one of those stories that just seems to hop in your mind and demands to be written. I am solely responsible for the content and any and all mistakes are of my own doing, I want to make it very clear that I am no raciest, so if mixed race play in the lifestyle bothers you, go the fuck away and keep my name out of your mouth, and I don't want to hear any whining either. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidence and unintended. If you do enjoy my writings, be sure to like, vote, comment and follow me. Thanks.
Now on with the show.
I was sitting quietly reading a book and heard the jingle of my slave's ankle bells as she entered my den and walked over to my chair and silently knelt next to it. She was gagged, hobbled and had a tray attached to her waist and neck; her wrists were bound to her elbows behind her back in a box tie. I reached down, without looking and picked up the heavy glass that held a few ice cubes and a golden-brown liquid. Let's just say a cola it was not.
I took a few sips and sat it back on her tray then turned the page and continued with my reading. I absently caressed her head and face and played with her large tits and ringed nipples, she would scream loudly when I pulled on those rings or tied her fat tits. Of course, my rough play with her tits caused her to gush pussy juices, as she was a masochist and yes, I was a bit of a Sadist at times.
I spent a few hours reading, sipping my adult beverage, and teasing the body of my slave. I finally looked over at her and marveled yet again at the beautiful light mocha girl who had willingly given herself to me. I wasn't rich, but I was well off and could afford to own not only the 40+ secluded acres my house sat on but have 3 live in slaves also. I finished the last of my drink and sat the glass down on her tray and teased her nipples yet again.
'Inform slave May that that I will be ready for dinner in 1 hour slave and to be sure to make enough for the 3 of you also.' I quietly said. She nodded and waited for me dismiss her. I gave her right nipple one last tug and waved her away and turned the page yet again.
The sound of her bells and the dimming natural light told me that dinner might be ready as she knelt once again next to my chair and nudged my arm with her nose like a good pet would that was seeking attention. I looked over at her and raised an eyebrow. She motioned to the door and the dining room that was down the hall.
I placed my bookmark in, closed the cover and got up as she stood and followed behind me until she reached the dining room and stood behind her bowl as I sat down. It sat there on the floor in stark contrast to the 2 plates that flanked it on small trays, as she had not yet earned the privilege of eating like a real person. Mae and Jay walked in carrying the bowls and plates of food in and sat them on the table next to me.
'May slave serve Master?' Jay asked as I looked the meal over and nodded as she quickly plated my dinner and sat it before me. 'May slave feed her sister and the new puppy Master?' she asked and moved quickly after I nodded. I gave Mae the nod to remove Kays serving tray and gag so that she could eat also.
'Slave is grateful Master to be allowed to eat in Master presence.' She quietly said. Normally she would eat in the kitchen after everyone else had finished, which meant that she got the scraps and small pieces, and it was usually lu
ke warm by that time.
'Continue to improve slave and you may get to eat from a plate instead of a bowl like a dog.' I told her and began to eat myself. 'Recite slave.' I told her as Jay knelt behind her plate.
'Slave is its Masters slave, Master is slaves' life, slave surrenders to Masters will.' Kay said and began to repeat it over and over again as Jay and Mae ate their dinner quietly. Both knew that at any time I could make them do the same thing simply on a whim if I so chose to. I saw a bead of sweat run-down Mae's temple as she no doubt remembered that not too long ago, she had been the low slave.
'Stop.' I said and saw Kay start trembling. 'Are you nervous slave Mae?' Her fork stopped halfway to her mouth then returned to her plate as she assumed the Nadu position.
'Yes Master, slave does not wish to offend Master.' She said and continued kneeling there awaiting my next words.
I looked at the 2 of them as Jay continues to eat as if nothing was happening, I'd owned her for nearly 5 years now. We'd meet online just after I had won a lot of money, I told her nothing about my windfall, so she fell for me not what I had. Mae was another chatroom find about 2.5 years ago that fell for me and not my money. Kay had been a find at a show about 9 months ago south of me. She had seen me leading Jay and Mae through the hall, both naked except for their collars, heels and pasties that they had to wear to keep the cops happy.
She had begged to become my third even though I wasn't looking at that time for another slave. I had let Jay off her leash to talk with her as I continued to look around leading Mae who was on the verge of becoming a person again. As I walked, I kept one eye on Jay who was questioning Kay extensively, when I saw her starting to remove her clothes I walked over and handed her a set of pasties and a nylon collar.
I had her leave her clothes in a pile on the floor as I attached the leash and then cuffed her hands behind her back, I lead the 3 of them through the rest of the show Jay calmly walking just behind me. Several times we walked past her clothes, I made an effort to stomp on them showing her that if she wanted to stay with me that I would own her totally.
At the end of the show, I had her kneel next to her well-trod upon attire. 'Look up at me girl.' I told her. 'If you are truly serious about becoming my next slave, you will put on only the skirt and blouse, everything else you will throw in the trash. I'll, give you a minute to think about your next move.' I looked at my watch, counting down the seconds. I watched her pick up her blouse and skirt and put them on and pick up her small clutch purse and loop it on her wrist, then gather the shear matching bra and panty set and toss them into a trash can.
She knelt before me, bowed her head and crossed her wrists above it. I pulled out a hank of 550 cord and swiftly bound her wrist and pulled her to her feet. 'What is your name girl?' I asked her.
'Natalle Sir.' She replied. 'Wrong bitch, its cunt, slut, dog, whore or anything else I choose to call you from this moment on. You have no name, nor are you even a person anymore, you're simply a piece of meat for me to do with as I please.' I pulled her behind me by the cord and headed for the door. 'Jay, bring your sister and get your cloaks, I'll meet you out front.' I said over my shoulder. 'As Master commands.' She replied and took up Kay's leash and followed me.