The Slave Bride

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I will place a ** where triggering content is found.

Triggering content includes: BDSM, slavery, pet-play, prostitution, human furniture

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"Sir," Gisselle said softly. Her big eyes looking up at Cadence with a pouty expression. "May I speak?"

"Of course. What is it that you need my slave?"

His hand stroked her cheek gently as he set down his fork and turned slightly to look at her. Her body was gorgeous. The sight of her soft, supple curves of her breasts and hips taunted him. How sweet she smelled. He couldn't wait to taste her soon. She had been so much more receptive to his touches since they had all spent the night together. Now he planned to show her pleasure as she had never dreamed.

Her eyes flashed down nervously. "Sir, will I ..." her voice trailed off but she brought her head back up before she could lose the nerve again. She had to ask. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest. She prayed that he would not become angry with her. "Sir, please. Will I ever be able to leave here? Not to the gardens, but into town."

Cadence shot a look at his brother. What a fool he had been to think that she would give up her dream of leaving so easily. Just because they had all slept peacefully together in her bed did not mean that she had changed. Still, he thought he had noticed her become at least a little more receptive.

"I was very clear yesterday, Gisselle," Cadence said; the anger in his voice was palpable. He reached down and gripped her chin hard, looking her in the eye with fury and something else that resembled pain, "Your time to ask freely was then. Not now."

He let her chin go and she watched silently as his expression shifted. The corner of his mouth turned upward in a mischievous smirk. Candance inhaled sharply, "However, since you are still learning, perhaps I could make an exception. Is that what you want?"

Both Gisselle and Benjamin looked surprised.

Gisselle stammered, unsure about his change in mood, "I was never allowed to leave my home before Sir. Please, Sir, I do not wish to leave alone. I only want to see the city for myself."

"Very well," Cadence said, shooting another hard glance at Benjamin. If she wanted to see the city, perhaps she should. She clearly did not know what she was being protected from. Maybe this would help her. His expression changed once more, this time blank and resigned.

"Have her ready to leave in 20 minutes," With that, Cadence left the room.

Gisselle eyed Benjamin in awe. She smiled. Suddenly she noticed how his expression did not mirror her own. Instead, his face looked sad. This worried her greatly. She crawled to the brother.

"Sir?"

"Don't speak." Benjamin said, "Just. Not another word. Go to my room."

She did exactly as she was told. When he came upstairs she was sitting on his couch. He still said nothing to her. He walked immediately into the closet. Gisselle could feel herself getting more and more nervous. What had she done? Why was he not speaking? He had warned her not to leave. What was out there? What was he hiding?

Finally, Benjamin came out holding a metal chastity belt. and some other items.

"Stand," Benjamin ordered, "Take off your clothes."

Gisselle took a shaky hand and brought it to the hem of her translucent nightgown, pulling it up over her head. Her breasts and shaved pussy were now on display for Benjamin.

He eyed her hungrily. Without a word, he stepped towards her and set the chastity belt on the couch. Before Gisselle could move she felt his lips pressed against hers. Electricity shot through her. She felt his mouth open slightly, enough for him to gently bite her lip. Then he pulled back.

"Get that on," His tone was gruff. It reminded her of the first day she had been alone with him. The old memory flooded back to her and she scrambled to put on the belt.

The metal felt cold against her skin. It was nothing like the chastity belt her father had forced her to wear. The one that Benjamin gave her seemed to fit correctly. She felt the lock click tightly in place. It would be impossible for her to take it off.

Chastity belts. Gisselle had recognized it immediately. But she had never seen any like the sort she'd just been given. This metal seemed smooth. She could tell that there was even some type of padding in between the skin so that the metal would not become painful to wear.

In addition to the belt, he had her wear a collar. It was heavy and metallic-like the belt. The leash that he attached was made of a sturdy chain.

"Kneel down at my feet Gisselle," Benjamin said. His tone was softer now as he took a seat on the couch. He started to brush her hair. She could feel that he was putting it into a braid.

"You are going to see a lot of things outside that may scare you. I want you to know that as long as you are with us, you will be safe. You will not leave our side. For any reason Gisselle. Is that absolutely clear?"

"Yes Sir. I promise to stay beside you."

Gisselle turned to look back at Benjamin, but he jerked her head back so that he could continue the braid. For a long time, he did not speak.

Benjamin stood beside Gisselle as they waited for Cadence. Gisselle fidgetted. She could feel the excitement bubbling up inside her, despite the brothers' attitudes. Finally, she would be able to see the world for herself. Even if it was with two owners, she was getting to go outside.

Cadence appeared wearing a sleek suit and tie. He walked towards Gisselle and grabbed her by the chin.

"I trust that Benjamin explained everything. There will be no talking from you. Is that clear?"

Gisselle felt a chill run through her whole body. The way Cadence looked at her made her feel nervous and shaky. Her resolve to leave seemed to strengthen. If she could find a way to escape tonight, she would do it.

The heavy doors opened. Gisselle held her breath. She could feel Benjamin grab onto her leash. The chain was pulled taught, forcing her to stay close to his side, just as she had promised.

A pang of guilt struck her. She thought of the promise she had made him. But what good was a promise when you had no real say in the matter? She was determined to be free and if breaking a promise was the only way, then she would do it.

The night air was chilly against her bare skin. Benjamin had instructed her to wear nothing but her chastity belt and collar. He lead her down the long driveway. It was a U-shaped path. A black car came to pick up the three of them. While Benjamin helped Gisselle into the vehicle, Cadence gave the driver instructions.

Gisselle could not keep her eyes off the sights before her. Bright, shining lights in all sorts of colors were bursting out from the black night sky. She could see the lights from other cars as they drove quickly down a large stretch of highway.

"Let's take this exit," Cadence said.

When they drove down the road Gisselle could see that the streets were dirty and old. The walls were dirty and covered with graffiti. Even from a distance, she could tell that paint was chipping and flaking, exposing the brick wall underneath.

"We should at least walk around before we get to the club," Cadence said.

His brother nodded silently as he pet Gisselle's head softly. He planted a small kiss on her forehead.

"Just obey when we get out," He said softly but firmly in her ear.

When the door opened, Gisselle noticed the smell. A mixture of gas and sewage hung in the air. She felt the leash pulling her forward. Benjamin walked in front of her, Candence behind. As Gisselle walked she looked around, trying to take in as much as she could.

The streets were made of stone and there were light posts every few meters. She could see some figures ahead. The streets were bustling. Gisselle was awestruck by just how tall the buildings were. The neon lights from signs above cast their glow on her skin, turning her all shades of purple and blue and pink. She smiled, looking at her hands underneath the lights. Suddenly, she felt a sharp tug on her leash, pulling her back to reality.

"This isn't a fucking playground Gisselle. You will stay by my side or I swear I'll tear that tight little ass of yours in two." Benjamin spoke roughly in her ear as he grabbed her ass, reminding her of what would happen if she disobeyed him. Could she not see the way men were looking at her? The way that they were thinking about her? If he let his guard down, they could easily grab her. His wife could be gone. He'd have no way of knowing where she was after that.

The roughness in his voice startled her, set her on edge. For the rest of the walk, she made sure to stay just behind him. She had begun to see him as kinder, softer than that when they first met. Today it was as if they were back on square one. He spoke to her like an animal, a pet. No, she was wrong to think that there was kindness in him after all. He would use her, same as anyone else.

The thought brought a sick feeling to her stomach. Suddenly she ached to be back home. She wanted to curl up in bed and sleep. No. Now was the perfect time to run. If there was any time to run, this had to have been it.

Just then, they arrived at a large wooden door with antlers and a brass knocker. When Benjamin knocked, a short, burly man answered. Benjamin showed the man three cards and then the man gestured for the three of them to enter.

The room inside was warm. The nasty smell had faded and was replaced by the smell of flowers and candles. Overwhelmed, Gisselle paused, only taking a step when Benjamin tugged softly on her chain. When she caught a glimpse at him, she could have sworn that he was smiling.

As they walked down the hallway and entered the first room Gisselle gasped.

In front of her lay a mass of women. They were strewn about the floor and couches. Their bodies entangled as they continued to lick one another. The women were all wearing ears that made them look like animals. Some appeared to be kittens, bunnies, or foxes. They had tails as well.

The room was lit with unnatural colors. Hues of pink, purple, and blue danced over the crowds. The sounds of moaning filled the air. It was strange but the girls seemed to be happy. They were smiling and clearly enjoying the attention they were receiving.

Gisselle looked at them for a moment, blushing. But Benjamin pulled her along to the next room. There was a similar environment in there. There were girls in leashes like her own, crawling around on the floor. However, these girls were not interacting with one another. Instead, they seemed solely focused on the men who were holding their leashes.

Cadence stuck a hand out, preventing Benjamin from going inside.

"Let's let her watch for a few moments before going in," He said as his brother agreed.

Gisselle saw that the men were all dressed in fine clothing. The girls only wore shiny metal bands. She was surprised to see that there was not a single bruise on any of the women there. In fact, the men were not being violent at all. She noticed quite the opposite.

Suddenly, her attention was drawn to the corner of the room. One of the women was being taken out of their belts and being tied to a large wooden X. Unsure about what would happen next, Gisselle didn't dare look away.

The man spoke to her as he fastened her wrists to the wood. She wished she could hear what he was saying. But she could tell that the woman was smiling. It was a curious sight. The brothers watched their slave wife as she waited to see what would unfold. Cadence hoped that she would find it pleasurable to watch.

The man stood close to the woman after making sure she was secure. Gisselle's breath hitched as she heard the woman begin to moan. The man had placed his hand on her and began to move his fingers slowly. Blushing, Gisselle looked away. But Benjamin turned her head back to face the show.

"Watch Gisselle," Cadence ordered.

Benjamin leaned closer to his wife, "Do you see what that man is doing,"

Gisselle nodded without looking away.

"Do you think that you would enjoy that?" Benjamin asked bringing her chin to gaze up at him.

Gisselle did not nod or shake her head. She wasn't quite sure what was happening, She certainly wasn't sure that she wanted it to happen to her. It did look fun somehow, but she wasn't sure about doing it in front of so many people.

Cadence grabbed the chain from Benjamin. "Time to go in. Come along Gisselle." Benjamin followed behind now, able to view his wife's gorgeous ass as she crawled into the room. The floor was made of a shiny hardwood and he made a note to check Gisselle's knees every so often to make sure they would not be bruised.

The place was overwhelming to Gisselle. The room was now filled with moaning and gagging sounds. Everywhere she turned, there seemed to be another young woman choking on a large cock. Gisselle looked up her masters, pleadingly. She couldn't help but feel confused.

She watched as Cadence took a seat in a comfortable armchair. He pulled her chain. "Kneel down at my feet."

The way he spoke to her was gentler now than it had been at the house. She wondered what had changed his mind and then supposed that it was because of what he meant to do to her in this room of debauchery.

When she did so, he told her to place her hands on the ground. Once in the proper position, Cadence placed his feet on top of his slave, using her as a human footrest.

He pulled the chain again, harder this time. "I want you to look around this room. Spend a good amount of time taking it in."

Gisselle said nothing. She did exactly as she was told. She saw that a young woman, wearing a strange, transparent dress was giving her owners drinks. She did not speak to Gisselle, in fact, the woman didn't seem to notice any of the other slaves.

As her owners sat and drank, Gisselle looked about. There was a small blonde woman pinned against the wall. The man was holding her by the hair and shoving himself into her roughly. Her attention was drawn away from the pair when she heard a scream. It came from a woman on a nearby table. She was bound in thick rope, her arms pinned to her sides, but her legs were spread apart in a sort of split. There was a man kneeling between them. Gisselle could see that he was putting his mouth against her. He was kissing her. She watched as his tongue flicked and licked at her sensitive area.

Suddenly, Gisselle began to feel hot. She could feel her own spot becoming tender, throbbing more as she took in her surroundings. She squirmed. But she was unable to make the feeling go away. She continued to hear the sound of the woman. But looking at the man on his knees only made Gisselle feel more strange.

She couldn't help but wonder at what it must feel like.

She imagined, for just a moment, what it would be like to have Benjamin touch her in that way. The thought made her blush furiously. She closed her eyes. Certainly, he would not want to do something like that, she told herself.

Suddenly, she felt her owner tugging at the chain. Feet removed themselves from their place on her back. She was being pulled along, touring the room even more. She gasped at the sight of women losing themselves in orgasms. The throbbing between her legs proved that she desperately wished to know what they were feeling.

"Is my slave enjoying herself?" Cadence teased.

Gisselle blushed furiously at the comment and turned her head aside. Why had he taken her there? To make fun of her? To show her how good she could feel, only to deny her? Surely that was why Benjamin had insisted on the chastity belt.

"What is it Gisselle?" Cadence said bending over, "Are you jealous of those girls?"

"You were asked a question Gisselle," Benjamin said pulling the leash to force her to look up, "Stop being so petulant."

"Please Sir, forgive me," Gisselle turned to Cadence. She spoke in barely a whisper, "Sir, please don't be upset with me... I ..."

Cadence blinked, seeing that his slave was distressed. He touched her cheek softly. "What is it?"

Gisselle swallowed, "I am jealous, Sir. But I" She stopped again, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes downcast, "I want to know what they are feeling."

Cadence smiled, kissing his slave softly. His lips pressed against hers. The taste of her skin was intoxicating. Slowly, he let his tongue play with hers until he heard a very soft moan escape her lips. He pulled back and spoke.

"You will have plenty of time to find out," he whispered, gently nibbling on her ear before kissing her cheek. "For now, watch."

Benjamin took her by the leash to another corner of the room. Cadence followed, taking a seat beside the two. Gisselle looked up at them both. They looked so at ease in this place, sipping drinks provided to them by the pretty naked young lady. She watched as her elegant figure moved from sofa to sofa offering drinks to other men. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail. Her eyes sparkled with joy. The women in the room all seemed to radiate the same glow. It struck Gisselle that these women, presumably other slaves, were not miserable at all. Instead, they were ecstatic.

"Come Gisselle, sit on my lap," Benjamin ordered, pulling his wife from her thoughts.

She crawled towards him and he lifted her into place. He stroked her arm gently, planting a few light kisses on her neck.

"Look over there," He said against her ear.

There she saw another woman tied to a large X. The man before her was securing her wrists and ankles. He teased her relentlessly stroking her clit and then removing his hand. The woman begged, but the man laughed, shook his head.

By the way that Benjamin was kissing her neck, and the bulge growing in his pants, Gisselle knew exactly what was in store for her. Her breath hitched as the man finally gave in, allowing his victim to feel the sweet release she begged for. Gisselle's heartbeat quickly at the sight. It was an overwhelming feeling. She imagined that the woman felt a type of bliss she had never known. She yearned to know what it was like.

**Triggering content**

When the scene had been completed, Cadence decided that it was time to go to another room. Benjamin looked at him curiously, but followed suit, getting up at leading Gisselle down various hallways.

"Gisselle, come here and look at this."

"Cadence-" Benjamin knew too late what his brother was doing, the bastard. He was going to push too far to prove his point.

"Gisselle now." Cadence snapped.

Hesitantly, Gisselle walked to where her master stood. The large open doorway allowed her to see the entire room without stepping a foot inside. There was large wooden stocks and heavy ropes. Gisselle felt her heart pumping faster. She wanted to run. He gestured to a young woman being tied up, her wrists bound overhead, feet spread by an iron bar of sorts.

Gisselle looked back at Benjamin, a worried expression on her face. Cadence grabbed her chin and forced her to turn back. He kept a firm hold of her as he forced her to watch the women be fucked from the behind. The man who claimed her was not gentle. His fingers were pressing hard into her skin. He moved a hand to her neck. Gisselle shut her eyes quickly.

Cadence saw his slave's expression, "Open your eyes Gisselle. You know better than to disobey."

"I'm sorry Sir," Her eyes tried desperately to look at the floor and not the display before her.

"Don't tell me you're sorry." He said, his expression gave her no sense of comfort as he jerked her head to look up from the ground. "Do as your told."

"You know where they get those women Gisselle?"

His slave was silent, he noticed the tears forming in the corner of her eyes.