Continuing the story of Adam's unexpected Christmas present exactly where it left off in Ch 1.
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"So do I, Sharon, so do I. Well, all right then let's have a little trial period of 3 days and see how it goes. If it works out we can make longer term plans, OK?" He asked.
"Sounds good to me. I am not sure that 3 days is going to be long enough to convince you though, I'd be much more comfortable agreeing to you using me for a full year's trial. But at least it gives me 3 days to prove to you that I am serious about wanting you to take me back and you probably can't do too much to me in 3 days anyway. So thanks Adam, a trial is a great idea and I really appreciate you listening to me and being prepared to give it a go. I know that this is totally out of character and the very last thing you would have expected from me, but it has been something I have been thinking about and hoping for since before I married Martin and even before I married Russell, but since you were so close to Margaret, I just never thought there would ever be a chance for it to happen. So I married Russell and when that didn't work out I moved on to Martin. Then, only when I heard about Margaret, did I see a glimmer of hope. I didn't want to die wondering, so I decided to act sooner rather than later. So thank you for listening to me and giving me a chance, even if it is only 3 days."
"We'll see. The way I see it, it's a no lose situation for me. I get to have fun playing with you for a while and if you don't work out for me I give you back to Martin. It's like buying something with a money back guarantee. Gotta be happy with that."
"I suppose it is a little like that when you think of it, except you aren't exactly paying anything for me."
"Hmmm maybe. Maybe I make all nice and clean and just make Martin an offer for you. Hmmm, as an untrained slave at your age you're probably not worth all that much to anyone but me, you're really just raw material. I'll offer him $5,000 for you as is. Think he will accept?"
"I don't think he would know how much to take, but he is a little desperate for money just now so you could probably get me for not much more than that, you never know, you could always ask I suppose." Sharon said thinking it was a bit of a joke. "But I'm worth much more than that to you: a million at least."
"Don't kid yourself! You're totally unproven and your only qualification is having frigged yourself a few times while you read a sexy book. You wouldn't fetch much on an auction block next to a bunch of twenty year olds and that's the real competition for slaves these days, you know, with all the women being trafficked from Eastern Europe. But we will see, I quite fancy the idea of buying you in any case."
"I'm his partner, not his property you know and I'm not for sale!"
"No, of course you're not his property and therefore not for sale. Well, not yet anyway. When Martin finds out that you're giving yourself to me for free, without his knowledge or even any say in the matter, he might be very partial to taking a fire sale price for you and it would make me feel much more comfortable, in the circumstances, to pay him to take you off his hands. I could even offer to pay his legal fees too. I might even get you for less than 5 grand. But regardless of whether I buy you or not, if or when I take you back you will be my property. Make no mistake about that!"
"That's different," she said, "I am offering myself to you completely anyway. I would expect you to own me in the same way that Sir Stephen owned his slave O and the way that the Prince owned his slave Beauty. I will be very disappointed in myself if I can't convince you that I am worth owning completely."
"OK, but it's not going to be easy for you! If you do go through with our agreement, I will use you as a fucktoy and painslut. I assume your reading has introduced you to the concepts of fucktoys and painsluts?" he asked expecting her to back out at the mention of the word painslut.
"Of course, O was certainly a fucktoy and painslut for Sir Stephen. As you know every man and his dog fucked and whipped O for his pleasure... well there were no dogs in the story of O, but you get my drift. Sir Stephen gave her to lots of other men and even some women. And Beauty was a complete sex slave, fucktoy and painslut for her Prince. She was literally fucked and whipped all the way through the 3 books by anyone and everyone. And I have read hundreds of online stories that make it very clear what a fucktoy and a painslut is."
"OK, I get your drift. Too bad about the dogs though! That would be interesting."
"Yeah, that would certainly be interesting. On some of the online story sites I visit, men let dogs use their fucktoys and even invite their friends to watch the action."
"Is that a suggestion? Does that turn you on too?"
"Well," she said with a huge grin, "it kind of depends on what type of dog and in a weird kind of way it does make me very warm and wet. I would love to have tried it on with Angus, but I didn't think of it until long after we gave him away. But then again being an Airedale, he was probably too small to be of any real use."
"Well, you obviously know exactly what you are doing Sharon. You have given me a raging hard on just thinking about using you the way I should have done when we were together."
"Oh good, then you will certainly want to use me that way now, won't you?"
"Absolutely, Sharon, absolutely."
"See! I told you I am worth owning. If I can bring you pleasure before you even touch me how much more pleasure will you get when you do get to touch me?"
"And what about you? How are you feeling? Juiced up and ready for action?"
"Adam I could fuck an army right now. I'm so wet, that if I weren't wearing knickers my juices would be pooling on your sofa. I feel as though they probably are anyway."
"Good. Then let's see if you really are cut out to be a fucktoy and painslut, and you know, judging by the way you've been talking today and your heavily repressed past, I think you just might turn out to be a real natural, so sit back and spread your legs wide for me; I want to have good look at what I'm getting for my money."
Sharon immediately sat right back in the sofa, pulled her skirt up to her waist and threw her legs as wide apart as she could giving Adam an uninterrupted view of the sheer, sexy knickers that stretched across her nether lips. As he drank in the sight of the near transparent material that was clearly soaked through with her love juices, she unbuttoned and opened her blouse to expose the matching quarter cup shelf bra that held her tits up and out invitingly and made her nipples completely available. Her last action was to drape her arms along the top of the chesterfield.
"Well done Sharon, I like your new style," he said standing, "stay just the way you are for few minutes."
While Sharon held herself wide open, Adam went to his desk again and this time took out a semi professional digital video camera from the bottom drawer and screwed it onto a solid tripod, before setting it up where he would be able to film Sharon writing her agreement. But first he trained the camera on her where she sat displaying her charms.
"Now, Sharon don't worry about the video camera, it will be covering an awful lot of what you do over the next few days. Stay just the way you are and answer a few questions for me."
With that Adam sat immediately below the camera lens and clicked the remote to begin recording. "So Sharon, I really like what I see, but tell me why did you come to my house today?"
"I... ah... came to ask you to take me back into your life Adam."
"And did anyone influence your decision to come here or was it entirely your own idea?"
"It was entirely my own idea, nobody else even knows that I am here, just you and me and you obviously had no idea what I was thinking."
"So why do you want me to take you back into my life?"
"Because I need you to."
"Need me to do what exactly, Sharon?"
"I need you to do to me what I should have let you do to me when we were together."
"And what is that specifically Sharon?"
"Take complete control of me and do whatever you want to do to me or with me, Adam."
"If I did that what would you become, Sharon?"
"I would become your sex slave, Adam?"
"Is that all you would be, Sharon? Can you be more specific about what it would mean to be my sex slave, Sharon?"
"It means that I would become your fucktoy and painslut; a piece of property for you to use and enjoy in whatever way you choose."
"Are there any limits to what I can do with you or to you, Sharon?"
"No, none. You may do with whatever you wish."
"Now be specific Sharon; What do expect me to do with you when you are my fucktoy?"
"I expect that you will use me to satisfy every possible sexual need you have with every part of my body, including my tits, mouth, pussy and anus. I expect that at some stage you will make me available for others to use in the same way."
"Very good then you will probably not be disappointed. What do you expect me to do with you when you are my painslut?"