Beth was chosen by her new Master and starts to prepare for the voyage. She begins making new friends. This chapter contains oral, anal, and lesbian sex, and discipline. COVID-19 and STD's are not a problem in this fantasy world.
My Journey of Discovery, Ch 12 - My First Days as a Slave
We left the restaurant and went up to my room. Of course, according to my new Master's wishes, I had to remain naked in my room at all times, so I immediately removed my clothes. Hannah and Angelique left their clothes on.
"Were either of you two one of the ones touching me while I was blindfolded?" I asked.
"Both of us," Hannah said. "I was the one who played with your pussy and made you cum."
Hannah pulled off her panties and pointed to her pussy.
"Before we go over the paperwork, you're going to make both of us cum. After that little display of carnality, I can't wait any longer. Neither can my wife."
"You can't do me at the same time?" I asked.
"Who's the slave here?" Angelique asked, sliding her lacy underwear down her legs.
"Me," I admitted. "Only me."
Hannah pointed again and I got on my knees and began attending to her neatly trimmed pussy. Since she was eager and ready to cum, I didn't delay. She was cumming within three minutes. When I was finished licking her orgasmic juices up, she got up and Angelique took her place on the chair. She was bare, her modeling requiring her to show no pubic hair. I did the same for her wet cunt; lapping, licking and sucking until she moaned and fresh girl cum was smeared on my face. She didn't take any longer than Hannah had, both done inside seven minutes, eager and ready. Hannah had busied herself while I was licking her wife, pulling a number of things out of a briefcase she'd brought with her.
She'd placed a hardcover binder out and put it on the desk. She took out another device which reminded me of the one Mistress Layton had used on me. The damn thing which never let me orgasm. It had both a vaginal and anal probes. I shuddered.
I tidied up Angelique and Hannah made me stand. "Put this on," she said, handing me the device. "You're not to cum again until you've signed your slave agreement. This gadget will keep you aroused but won't let you cum unless your Master lets you. It's called a Slave Trainer."
Damn, it was like the one Mistress Layton had. And this one had a name. Slave Trainer sounded apropos.
"Do you have any lube for the anal phallus?" I asked.
"Use your pussy juice. It's wet enough."
Hannah was right. I was leaking like a sieve. I wet the anal part in my own fluids, then inserted both probes into their proper holes. Hannah turned it on. It started vibrating, but shut itself off within seconds I was so fucking turned on.
"Sit down at the desk. You will read your slave agreement completely, no matter how long it takes. I want you to make ink changes next to anything which requires it. There are hidden questions you have to answer scattered around many of the pages to ensure you're reading the whole thing. You must answer those so Joshua knows you've read it all. When it's completed, you'll be allowed to cum."
So no skimming over it and signing it. I probably didn't want to anyway, but it was going to be so frustrating not being allowed to cum while reading it. I sat down and began reading, line by line. I would occasionally see something I wanted subtly changed and wrote down the change. There were a lot of questions I did need to answer. How many times could I be cropped, or whipped or spanked or caned, for certain infractions of his rules. I put down answers, but said they might be subject to change based upon how hard he whipped, spanked or cropped and what the instrument he used was like.
He asked about the length of time I wanted punishment marks to be allowed to mar my body. No more than a day, or possibly two, or a little longer if it was a true punishment for some offense other than cumming without his permission. Whether he could add other owner marks to me such as piercings or tattoos or brands. Branding was a hard no. Tattoos I was willing to consider depending on what it was. No 'slut' or 'slave' or 'whore' or 'property of' type tattoos, but something feminine which I might have gotten for myself if I wanted a tattoo was a soft limit. Piercings might depend on where. I'd considered belly button piercings for myself and could possibly consider others, but nothing on the face like nose, eyebrows, lips or even tongue. Maybe something else on the ear, but not ten holes there.
The whole time I was reading, marking, writing, answering; and it took over two hours to get through the whole thing, the Slave Trainer was going off, bringing me to the edge, then shutting itself off. I was a wet mess by the time I reached the end.
The very last question he asked was for two safe words. One would slow things down or lighten it up; the other would stop whatever happened. I'd used 'Poughkeepsie' for Mistress Layton to stop anything, but hadn't had a slow or lighten word. I wanted something easy to remember but clear.
I turned to ask Hannah what she used when she was his submissive. She and Angelique had taken off their cloths and were kissing and fingering one another on the bed. I needed some of that bad.
"Hannah, what did you use as your safe words when you were submitting to Joshua?"
Hannah paused what she was doing and said, "Yellow to slow things down and Red to stop."
"Why not just use 'slow' and 'stop'?" Angelique asked.
"The way it was explained to me is what if you say something like 'Don't Stop' while you're fucking," I answered. "Do you not stop because that's what they said and meant or Stop because they said their safe word."
"And you don't want to use something which comes up in most normal conversations," Hannah added. "You could be having a conversation while something is going on you want to slow or stop."
"What do you do if you can't speak, like you have a pussy in your mouth, or a cock in your case?" Angelique asked.
"You are usually given a hand signal or something else which means the same thing," Hannah replied, "like hold up one finger to slow down and two to stop. What did you use with Mistress Layton?"
"I said 'Poughkeepsie' to stop it, at which point she'd ask if I wished to really stop, or just ease off. I don't want to use anything that complicated, so maybe I'll use yellow and red myself."
"But it could be any two words you wanted to use like 'meth' and 'heroin' or 'frog' and 'goat'?" Angelique asked.
"Pretty much any two words which you wouldn't normally say. Hard consonants help as something like 'haughty' might be confused with other words. Something like 'crank' or 'kink' would be better."
"What about 'Venus' to slow down, and 'Pluto' to stop?" Angelique said. "Simple words, unlikely to be a topic of conversation unless you're talking about astronomy or Roman gods. Relatively easy to remember. Venus, goddess of love, and Pluto, god of hell. Venus because you still love what they're doing, but it needs to slow down. Pluto because hell, stop."
I laughed. "I like it. Venus and Pluto." I wrote it down. "Finished. Can I cum now?"
"Sorry," Hannah said. "I have to read it and relate to Joshua you filled it out completely. It won't take as long as it did you."
I handed her the binder. "Hurry."
