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.
Master increased his probing by adding a second finger. Deep long thrusts into Marilynn's canal of pleasure. Angel watched the expressions on Marilynn's face as their Master worked his wonders with his fingers. He would push into her until the tips of his fingers would bounce off her cervix and then withdraw them until they were almost out of her completely. As this continued Marilynn would push her bottom back at master in a vain attempt to force his fingers back into her. Then Marilynn added begging to her bag of tricks. Anything to get Master to stop the teasing and get down to some serious finger fucking.
"Pl e e e se Master. What have I done to deserve this? Please finger fuck your bitch. Please take me and be as rough as you want. Be as rough as you can be." Marilynn would plead.
Scott paid her pleadings no mind as he continued to work his fingers in and out of the slave's pussy. In time Master added a new twist to the same old game. You know that game of "Dive The Slave Crazy" by teasing and then teasing some more. Master continued with the in and out motions, but added spreading his fingers while they were deeply inserted in what was rapidly becoming this slave's passion pit. While Scott spread his fingers in her pussy he would also let his fingers do the walking as he imitate the walk through the Yellow Pages. Only this time the walk was through a swampy pussy.
As Master's fingers did their little walk, Marilynn's pussy would open up and one could hear the sloshing from her moisture. Her outer labia was becoming slick with her own secretions. It was becoming a never ending cycle as Marilynn could hear her own moisture making loud and unmistakable sucking noises she would get more and more turned on. The more turned on that she got the more moisture that she would create to lubricate her pussy for more and greater penetrations.
When Master pulled his fingers out of Marilynn's pussy her labia opened and closed as if she was sucking his fingers back into the place that they belonged. As Scott withdrew his fingers he would run both of them down her slit to the hood of her clit. Then spreading his fingers slightly he would slide the clit sheath down it's own shaft forcing the head to come out for a look see. Then without making direct contact with her clit Scott would slide his fingers back up her slit until they reentered her pussy and dove deep into her feminine recesses.
Marilynn continued to beg, "Oooo ... please Master, touch my clit. Rub it, squeeze it, pinch it, whatever you to do ... please make it hurt."
Angel was not left out of all this either. What Scott did to Marilynn with his left hand he copied on Angel's pussy with his right. While Marilynn begged, Angel moaned and cooed. Both girls were jerking their bottoms this way then that way in a vain attempt to move their Master's fingers to the exact spot wanted by the slave. One could say that both slaves were trying to top from the bottom for their vain attempts were to get their Master to do the bidding of the slaves.
Then came the most aggravating tease of them all for Marilynn. Scott pulled out his fingers and left her with no contact at all. From the way that Marilynn was jerking her bottom this way and then that way one might think that she was losing her mind. Marilynn could feel her Master behind her, but could not find a spot that would bring her pussy in contact with him.
Marilynn begged, "Master, don't' do this to your slut. Please take me. Stick your fingers into my sloppy wet cunt. Feel how smooth my pussy is, how much it wants you to fuck this bitch in heat. Oooo ... Master fuck your slutty bitch as rough as you can, P l e e e s e."
Scott could not heed Marilynn's pleadings for he was busy. Having pulled the hood down the shaft of Angel's clit he leaned over and sucked her ever enlarging button into his mouth. As he held her in place by sucking her clit into his mouth his tongue ran up and down the shaft and then flick back and forth across the head. This actions was repeated over and over until the movements of Angel's bottom jerked her pussy right out of his mouth.