Author's Note: It's been a while. I've been busy with work and life but also found some time to spend with these treasures. I have other chapters in this story that I am finishing up and should have out soon. Let me know in the comments what you think.
All characters in this story are age 18+. Themes in this chapter and/or potential future chapters include organized crime, nonconsent/reluctance, lesbian incest (mother/daughter), bondage and master/slave. If you find any of these elements offensive, please do not read. This is a series and if you have not read the previous chapters, some things might not make sense.
Some chapters will have more story and others more "plot" as thing heat up. Let me know if everyone would like if I added a summary of the previous chapters with potential future releases.
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Chapter 5
"Mmmmm, Master," Fi gasped against James' mouth.
The needy woman burned with desire and only spared an envious glance at her unconscious daughter before swiftly leaving the room with her new master. She hadn't even noticed that the beautiful European blonde laying under daughter had started licking James' cum from her face. The only thing on her mind was to replace the little vibrating egg teasing her pussy with her master's body dominating spear between his legs.
Fi had barely set foot into her room when James took her into his powerful arms and planted a deep kiss on her succulent lips.
"Mmm," she moaned again as he gave her ass a tight squeeze.
"Good girl," James said, releasing her from his grasp. "Take off that harness."
Disappointment flashed through Fi's desire filled green eyes but quickly brightened at James' command. Her fingers quickly fumbled at the clasps of the harness securing the strap-on that she used to defile her daughter's ass moments ago, eager to comply with any command from her master.
The harness quickly fell to the ground with thud.
"Kneel."
Fi's flooded pussy gushed as she dropped to her knees. She licked her delicate lips as she stared at the cock inches from her face, still glistening with her daughter's saliva.
James stepped to the nearest bedside drawer and pulled an item out before returning to the same spot before Fi.
Fi swooned when she saw the object, her already heavy breathing becoming more labored in excitement.
"Do you like this?" James asked, indicating the item that captivated the woman's attention.
A collar hung from his raised hand.
The collar was thin but wide and had a silver gleam in the center. The gleam came from an oval metal plate with 'FI' engraved on it in a beautiful cursive style script.
Fi nodded her head dumbly, never taking her eyes off the collar.
"I didn't hear you," James said, not surprised at her behavior.
"M-master," Fi gulped before nodding her head uncontrollably, her eyes misting and turning slightly red. "Please. Please put it on me. It's so beautiful! I want to wear it for you and never take it off!"
Fi was becoming desperate, her voice becoming a plea. She had only just seen the collar and she already knew, it meant more to her than the wedding ring she had worn everyday for 20 years, which now sat in in James' safe.
"If I put it on you, the five-year agreement is over. I will own your body, your mind, and your soul. Nothing else can matter more to you than me. Not a career, not your friends, not your family. Do you still want me to put this collar on you?" James asked after explaining.
Fi was silent. Not because she was hesitating, but because she felt like she was floating on cloud 9. She felt like visions of her new life flashed before her eyes and a feeling of uncontrollable happiness chased everything from her mind for a moment.
A particularly powerful vibration from the toy in her pussy gave Fi a jolt, snapping back to reality. She quickly bowed deeply to the floor, almost prostate.
"Yes, master! Please!" she called. "I don't need anything else but you. I've already left that life behind. I'll do anything to be yours!"
James knelt down and placed his empty hand on his kneeling slave's cheek.
"Lift your head," James commanded.
Fi demurely raised her head and looked up into her master's eyes.
James caressed her cheek with his thumb and brought his other hand to her neck. Releasing her cheek, he secured the black leather collar firmly around her neck. It was just tight enough that Fi felt some pressure around her throat, but to her it was a comforting pressure that made her feel like her whole being was somehow wrapped in her master's arms. And while it was a wide collar, it wasn't so wide or tight that it impeded the movement in her neck or her blood circulation.
As James finished securing it, he noticed tears spilling from the quivering woman's eyes.
"Thank you master! Thank you so much master!" Fi sobbed tears of joy as she reached up and stroked the metal plate with her name.
She knew that she had lived a good life. And that she had much that others lacked. But in this moment, she felt a sense of wholeness she had never experienced before that filled her heart to the point of tears.
James gently caressed the woman's face, wiping her tears.
He bent down and lightly kissed her lips. With that kiss, Fi felt the happiness in her transforming into a physical need to be held by her master.
James could feel it. From now on, Fi was completely his. Becoming her master and completely owning her came with a lot of responsibility. He had to protect her physically, mentally, and emotionally. Even from herself. And when he had to punish her, he could never go too far and harm the trust and faith she had in him. It had to always be for her own good and demonstrate his care for her.
He had to ensure that her needs were met.
And looking at the joy and lust filled beauty still kneeling obediently at his feet, the need she had right now he needed to satisfy was her primal thirst to be dominated and fucked senseless.
"Now my slave," James said, standing tall. "Worship your master's dick."
