My name is Jane. I am 19 years old. I live in the suburbs of a midsize city in a perfectly normal country. I am married and have been for a year to my husband Daniel. I have pale almost translucent skin, dark hair and light hazel eyes. I am tall, nearly five feet and eleven inches and well built with a dancer's body. A body that is supple and curvy but not overly large at any portion. I have firm B cup breast and a taunt ass. What most people notice about me is my soft heart shaped face and my perfect gentle smile. Daniel is very attractive. He's tall six feet and two inches and well muscled, a swimmer's body with a handsome square jaw, dark hair and bright blue eyes. He is 20. We tell people we grew up together which is true and that's why we married young.
If you look at us or even if you know us we look like a perfectly ordinary young couple with a nice midsize house at the end of the street, a two car garage even though we only have one car. Daniel has a very good job managing the money of some very wealthy people, he is very good at it and has an office downtown. He takes the train each day. Being a money manager requires you to go out and meet with people, sign contracts and act as a go between. I stay home, I mind the house, tend the garden and do the shopping. Yes we look perfectly normal.
We have even felt normal for the last six months. It has been that long since they visited, but coming home at the end of the day from the store my blood freezes in my veins as I see the right side garage door is closed. Which means she is here. I calm myself and pull into the garage trying not to stare at the large SUV next to me. I take the groceries from the passenger seat and I close the other garage door.
As it slowly lowers I can see the neighbours lights on. We are at the end of the street visible, but invisible on the outside. Our house looks perfectly normal, but that hides what it is on the inside. I steel myself and walk into the kitchen. I hear voices in the living room. I gulp as I set down the groceries and enter the room. Dame Olivia is a handsome tall blond with green eyes as well muscled frame and large matronly breast she looks to be in her early 30s but is certainly older. Her daughter Helen is with her; she looks like a younger version of her mother but her eyes hold a far more sadistic glint.
Also present is Doctor Alice Hong, one of Helen's close friends and a lovely oriental woman with flowing black hair and thick rimmed glasses that somehow only enhance her stern beauty. Dr Hong is being served tea by one of Dame Oliva's maid Tina who like me had a dancer frame, but had her brown hair cut short. Tina was wearing her uniform short frilly knickers and a frilly white apron. Dame's other maid Lolita is standing by the door, wrist crossed in submissive position. Daniel was sitting on the couch opposite of the Dame still dressed in his trousers and button down shirt, Helen and Dr Hong who were all sitting in individual chairs taking tea.
To an outsider except for the two scantily clad maids it looked very much like a normal evening entertaining friends for tea. But it wasn't normal, not at all. Daniel and I were slaves of Dame Olivia and had been for our whole lives and when she passed Helen would own us. We had been born into slavery and knew no other life, and so as soon as I entered the room and everyone glanced up to see me i lowered myself to all fours and crawled over kissing the Dame, Helen, and Doctor Hongs feet in turn before going to sit on the couch next to Daniel like him my hands in my lap my eyes down cast.
"Well Jane, I see living so close to the vanilla world has not corrupted you." Dame said obviously happy at my proper etiquette. "You and Daniel may hold hands." she continued sipping her tea.
Daniel and I grasped each other's hands and each squeezed tightly. The Dame knew we were nervous about her visit and indulged us. Daniel and I did love each other very much, but everything we did was strictly controlled by Dame Olivia. Even our marriage had been at her command. The Dame had decided Daniel would serve her well living in the vanilla world managing her and many of her other slave owners assets, but to help him blend he needed a wife. She let him choose and he chose me. Our vanilla wedding had been a small affair at the civil register with Dame Olivia acting as witness. Our black wedding had been far more elaborate. At the Dames great hall over 100 of her friends had been invited along with their retinues of slaves. Dainel had been stripped and oiled and made to stand at the altar naked while I had been led by Helen down the aisle wearing only a white veil and white stockings with a chastity belt. The black priests had intowned the ceremony swearing me and Daniel to each other in our Mistress service. Then Dame Olivia had unlocked my chastity belt and I had laid on the altar my legs open wide while Daniel took my virginity in front of the whole crowd. The ceremony was bad enough but as bride and groom we were the favoured play things of the remainder of the orgy that followed. Since then though we had lived quietly and happy with Dame visiting occasionally to review the accounts and conduct an inspection. It had been 6 months since she had last been in person.
"No doubt you are wondering why we are here." Helen said
Neither of us spoke knowing it was a trap. The Dame smiled and looked at Doctor Hong "You see Doctor my best trained pair they are completely obedient knowing not to speak or move unless ordered."
"Remarkable." Doctor Hong agreed, "I can see why you want to breed them."
Our hands tightened on each other as ice covered my heart. No I thought not that anything but that. Tears pooled on my eyes and fell silently next to me. I could sense Daniel was also crying.
"Yes I am hoping Jane can pop out at least half a dozen pups." The Dame said smiling "Which is why I retained your services, Doctor Hong, your reputation as a brood mistress is well established, and of course you are intimately familiar with both slaves having done their valuation."
The valuation had happened when I was old enough to be sold. I remembered standing naked in Doctor Hong's clinic with half a dozen other slaves while she took her time examining us in turn. All of us girls (the males were examined separately) had stood in line as Doctor Hong had called us one by one to come behind a curtain. We had to listen to the other girl's cries and whimpers as she took her time assessing them. I cringed at the memory of how horribly she had abused me when my turn finally came.
"Of course Dame." Doctor Hong said picking up a black medical bag and placing it on the coffee table before popping it open "Well I suppose we should get started, slaves please strip and present yourselves for inspection."
Daniel and I both rose without a word. He began unbuttoning his shirt and I pulled my dress over my head. Neither of us hesitated pulling off our clothes and exposing ourselves fully to the women in the room. The Dame and her daughter nodded approvingly as they looked us up and down. The cold air of the house bit my skin as I slid my panties off and watched Daniel remove his boxers. We then both placed our hands behind our heads and thrust our chest out our legs apart. Inspection position. Doctor Hong smiled as she pulled a pair of pink latex gloves from her bag and pulled them on with a loud SNAP. Both Daniel and I flinched at the sound.
"Now I think we will check the male first. Step forward boy." Doctor Hong said, stretching her hands to fill out the creases in the gloves.