The office Christmas party was boring, well for me anyway, everyone else was in the conference room laughing, drinking and having what sounded like a great time, me on the other hand had decided to exclude myself, I sat at my desk with my feet up and a glass of Katrina approved soda, resting on my pants – the front shield was good for one thing, I also had a plastic plate of party foods. I was content enjoying my own company.
Sandra appeared from behind the conference room door, she had a small built, black hair, shy, quiet and very cute. She also had a small goth thing going on with the pale look and black eye shadow and lipstick, but it wasn't over done. She is one of the few people I got along with in this office, minds her own business and gets her job done.
"Impressive." Sandra said walking over to me.
"Huh?" I replied.
"The drink." She said pointing to it.
"It's a talent of mine, anyway what are you doing out here, shouldn't you be back in their getting drunk and talking about girlie stuff?"
"Too much excitement for me, they did say something about dragging you in their and making you strip dance." Sandra smiled taking some food off my plate.
"Oh yeah, I'll make their jaws drop alright, they'll be absolutely speechless."
"That's what I thought, to much man for everyone."
"Something like that."
Sandra let out a little sigh.
"What's wrong?" I asked a little concerned.
"Another Christmas alone."
"You need to get yourself a man."
"There's no good ones out their." Sandra sat on my desk, to the side of my feet.
"Well there is, but I'm spoken for."
"Don't flatter yourself."
"Well find yourself a guy, crush his soul and then mould him to your liking." I said with a straight face.
"Arrghhh, that sounds something like Katrina would say."
A shiver ran down my spine, she was right.
"Speaking of which" Sandra continued. "What happened with the sleep over with Amanda and Lauren, they have been extremely quiet since then?"
I thought about it for a moment and finally said. "Sometimes rumours are better then fact, depending on your perspective."
"Uh huh, what ever that means. Anyway, I'm going back to the party, join us."
"Maybe later."
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"Oww my head." Katrina said waking up the next morning.
I laid beside Katrina on the lounge in her office; we had slept there over night as she was in no condition to drive home, nor would she let me drive home. Some how over night her hand had crept down my pants and was resting on my front shield.
"Good morning." I said yawning a little.
"I didn't do anything stupid last night did I?" Katrina said not having the energy to move.
"Not that I'm aware of, a few others were carried out though."
"Steven go clean that mess up out there and then we'll go home." Katrina forced her eyes open
"Its clean, I did it last night while you were sound asleep."
"Fine, let's go." Katrina said attempting to get off the lounge.
"Give me the keys, I'm driving." I said putting my hand out.
"No, you're not driving my car."
"I'm not letting you drive like that, you can barely see straight."
"Don't tell me what to do Steven! Let's remember who the Mistress here is."
"I'm not letting you drive, no matter what you say."
"You know what today is Steven? Your six months is up, I could let you out today..." Katrina fell forward into my arms ..."Fine, you drive." Katrina handed me the keys.
"Like you were going to let me out today anyway." I said taking the keys.
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The morning was crazy; Katrina was packing our bags for our trip to Natasha's place, Jenny and I had to load a large coffin shaped wooden box into the back of Katrina's car, which required us to fold the back seat down.
After that Katrina supervised Jenny have a shower, she wanted her present to be perfect, and Katrina also helped Jenny with her hair and put on her only set of street clothes that she wore when she first came here. Once ready Jenny sat downstairs on the lounge, she was quiet, worried and nervous.
Katrina picked some clothes out for me to wear, matching colours to hers; I was ready to leave within minutes.
"Come on slaves, time to go." Katrina said almost finished with locking up the house.
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The drive out in to the country to Natasha's house was always long and boring, however driving through the mountain areas is downright scary but fun at the same time.
"What's wrong slaves? Neither of you have said anything for hours." Katrina said taking a corner cautiously slow.
Jenny and I didn't answer.
"It will be okay Jenny, just stay out of trouble, do your chores and respect Natasha and Jessica and you'll do fine."
Jenny still didn't reply, she just stared out the side window.
"Now, what's your problem Steven? You have been here before."
"Two problems, Jessica and Samantha." I mumbled.
"They won't do a thing; Natasha adjusted both their attitudes when you left."
"Kicked out, not left."
"Whatever, you'll be okay too."
Katrina made an unexpected turn off the main road and onto a dirt fire trail, she stopped the car behind some trees out of view from the road.
"What are we doing?" I asked.
"Doing the finishing touches to my present." Katrina said opening the door. "Jenny, get out and get undressed."
Jenny got out of the car and took her clothes off, her chastity belt and bra sparkled in the sun. Katrina opened the boot of her car and then opened up the box; she picked up a ball gag and strapped it to Jenny's face.
"Climb in." Katrina ordered.
Jenny crawled into the box and laid down, Katrina restrained her to the box, at her neck, elbows, wrists, waist, legs and ankles, Jenny was completely immobile.
"Good bye my slave." Katrina said giving Jenny a kiss and then locking the door to the box tightly shut.
A tear rolled down Jenny's face, she didn't want to go.
Katrina got back in the car and drove back on to the main road.
The gates to Natasha's estate was left open expecting our arrival, we drove up to the house and parked in front of the garages. It felt good to get out of the car and stretch my stiff legs, Katrina and I walked up the steps and onto the veranda, and she knocked on the door three times.
A few moments later the door opened; on the other side was a young brunette haired girl, brown eyes, about 165cm tall and slim build, in white clothing except the shirt had a red collar, the tell tale signs of a chastity belt and bra were there. I liked what I saw.
"Hello." The girl said
"Hi, Ambrosia isn't it?" Katrina said.
"Abby, Amber is the other one. You must be Katrina and Steven, I have heard a lot about both of you, please come in."
"Likewise." Katrina said, walking through the door, I followed.
"Amber, Abby? Who, what?" I said confused.
"Twins." Katrina replied.
Once inside we exchanged pleasantries with everyone else. Jessica pretended that I wasn't there and Samantha just nodded her head at me in acknowledgement. Amber and Abby were identical twins and I do mean identical I could not tell them apart except for the different colour collars on their shirts, Amber's was blue and she belonged to Natasha, Abby belonged to Jessica.
"May I borrow your slaves to get something out of the car?" Katrina asked.
"Sure." Natasha said.
"Steven get the box out of the car and take it to the dungeon, stand it upright." Katrina ordered me
"Follow me." I said to the other slaves.
I led the other slaves out to Katrina's car; awkwardly we lifted the box out of car and took it down to the dungeon.
"What's in here? It weighs a tonne." Abby asked.
"Nothing yet." I said "It's a coffin, one of you are going to be buried alive in it, since you have been here the longest Samantha, it will probably be you."
"I see you haven't lost your sense of humour Steven." Samantha said helping stand the box upright. "and it hasn't improved either."
---
After bringing in the suitcases from the car and changing into my slave uniform I joined everyone at the dinner table for lunch; the ritual for lunch, dinner or any meal hadn't changed nor would it ever.
"So tell me Steven, how long have you been locked now?" Natasha asked in delight of the answer that she already knew.
"Six months, nine days." I replied unhappily.
Samantha laughed to herself.
"Why hasn't Katrina let you out yet?"
I looked at Katrina. "Because she knows I can go longer." I thought that was the best answer.
"The truth is that I just can't be bothered yet." Katrina smiled at me. "Plus is frustration is a big turn on, even when it's annoying for me."
"Samantha was humping everything in sight the last few months of her last lock up." Jessica spoke up. "I had to let her out before she scratched all the furniture."
Everyone at the table except Samantha laughed.
"Steven mostly just humps the bed and leaks semen fluid everywhere. So how was your release Samantha?"
Samantha had a stupid grin on her face that it explained it well. "Great – six orgasms – 30 minutes."
"She almost screamed the house down." Natasha added.
"So, tell me about these two new slaves we have here." Katrina asked.
"I needed another person at work to replace you Katrina so after some consideration I hired Ambrosia." Natasha started.
"Please don't tell them Lady Natasha." Amber pleaded
"Be quite slave. Anyway, I left her there alone one Friday afternoon to finish up some work she was behind on, I come back a little while later to get something I forgot to take home and you know what I see?"
"Oh god." Abby went red.
"I walk into my office and on my desk is some naked guy lying down, Ambrosia is riding him, while Abigail is straddling his face and fingering herself."
Amber and Abby's faces were a bright red.
"So I'm standing there, they don't notice me so after a few moments I clear my throat, all three stop what they are doing and look at me, they are motionless for what must have seemed like an eternity, the guy throws then both off, picks up his clothes and runs for the door."
"Typical male, runs when the heat is on." Jessica said taking a bite of lunch.
"Anyway, I have two naked girls in my office, they are both identical, one works for me and the other doesn't, Ambrosia immediately asks if she is fired, I tell her no and then I decide to hire Abigail as well, then I thought might as well go the whole way and invited them over for dinner that night and I put them both in their place."
"And in a town with high youth unemployment how could they say no." Katrina finished the sentence for herself.
"No, I said yes outright, and what I do Abby does." Amber said.
"As if, you were crying and on your knees begging to keep your job." Abby replied.
"Silence!" Natasha said in a stern voice.
Everyone went quiet.
