Chapter Five: The Cabin
This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master's full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the fifth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous four chapters. I encourage you to rate each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S.
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The next morning, or actually at about noon, Scott went into Angel's room and gently woke her. As her Master sat on bed she just moved into his arms and murmured peacefully, "Master." As she began to open her eyes and saw Scott looking down at her she asked, "Did I make you proud, Master?"
He replied, "You sure did! Did you enjoy the fulfillment of your fantasy?"
As the memories of her telling her Master about that fantasy came back to her a big smile broke out across her face, "Oh, Yes Master. I thank you so much." She then whispered, "Please let me serve you this morning, Master."
"We do not have time my love. We need to get ready to go to the cabin." Scott replied.
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Angel gathered her stuff and got herself ready as fast as she could. It still took her about half an hour to get down the stairs and ready to leave. Her stomach was turning with excitement in anticipation of their time at the cabin. Master had spoken of his cabin many times and always with a gleam in his eye. Now she was going to be able to see it for herself.
Master was waiting by the door as Angel approached. She gave him a slight curtsy and then a hug. Putting her head on Master's shoulder she whispered in his ear, "Thank you for last night, Master. I will always remember that night with a special fondness." Scott returned her hug as he reach around and took hold of her ass. One cheek in each hand as he pulled her into him. They held on to each other for a short time.
Scott then broke the hold and said, "We need to go, Angel. The others are waiting for us in the car." Angel smiled, gave Master a kiss on the cheek, turned and walked out the door to the waiting limousine.
As Mike held the door for Angel she was caught by surprise when she saw Marilynn. There was Marilynn on her knees in front of the back seat in the limo. Her hands were held out in front of her by iron wrist cuffs that were firmly connected to the floor of the automobile. There was a metal ring around her neck that held her head close to the floor. Then her knees were held apart by two more iron cuffs that were also attached to the floor of the car. This left Marilynn with her head down and her ass up in the air and her legs spread so that both ass and pussy were open and waiting for whatever would please their Master. All of this was not the real surprise. What Angel saw that caught her off guard was a second unit mounted on the floor of the limo with the cuffs open, waiting for her to fill them.
Angel turned her head to Scott as if she wanted to say something. Thinking better of it she just got into the car and took her position. Mike then snapped her wrists, neck and knees into place. Now Angel too, was held open and waiting for her Master's pleasures.
Angel looked at Marilynn. Marilynn smiled, gave Angel a wink and whispered, "Master has given us a week to get use to having our asses held open. I now think we are going to pay for this lenient time of training." Angel smiled and nodded her agreement.
Now locked in her place Angel had a moment to think over her position. As she thought about her openness a warm feeling spread within her. Angel knew that she would be willing have gotten into a doggie position for her Master anytime that he would have indicated the least little desire for her to do so. Being nude in a car might have bothered her in the past, but last night, at the club, she kept pulling at the material of her dress. For some reason she had trouble getting use to having any clothing on at all. Then there was that shelf bra that Master had her wear. It kept binding her. At times she felt like she was going to have trouble breathing do to the pressure on her chest. Several times Master had to tell her to stop pulling at her clothing. It is amazing how she could get so use to not wearing any clothing in such a short span of time, Angel thought.
Her thoughts went to just how she felt in her bondage. How firmly held in this position with her arms, legs and neck secure in their bindings gave her a warm feeling of belonging, of security in her position in her world. Angel's thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of Master getting into the back seat of the limo. She wondered what Master is feeling now as he sits between two open pussies and two available assholes.
The car started to move, and before they were even out of the drive Marilynn started cooing. Angel turned her head to look at Marilynn and wondered just what it was that she had to murmur such fond expressions. Marilynn herself provided the answer to Angel's question. "Oh Master, that feels so good on your slave's pussy."
Scott was opening up Marilynn with his fingers. He was not being gentle, and then not being rough, as he opened the folds of her pussy lips to peer inside of her womanhood. Scott then inserted his finger as he surveyed her depths as he also checked her wetness. The excitement of the trip along with the excitement of the bondage had done it's job on Marilynn's mind. Now her pussy had the evidence of her excitement.