(My language is Spanish and I don't speak English very well, so I sincerely apologize for any mistakes that may occur).
(All the main characters are over 18 years old, and these stories are the fruit of my imagination).
(Unlike other of my stories I never thought about this one to be continued, I hope you enjoy this second part, I have some ideas for a third and last part).
Angelica's legs were barely holding her up, she was sure that if she had not been tied to the pole she would have fallen to the ground by now, the situation of her arms, stretched over her head and hooked to the top of the pole did not help her to feel more comfortable.
When she looked again at the clock on the wall in front of her, Angelica could not believe it had been barely six hours since a patrol of slave hunters had broken into her apartment and mistaking her for someone else had marked and processed her as a slave. She later learned that it had not been a mistake, her father's boss, millionaire Charles Yates had arranged all this to have her as a slave.
Just after bringing her to orgasm with his fingers and while he was preparing to fuck her, Mr. Yates received a call and left the room, more than two hours had passed and Angelica knew that the only thing that call had done was to delay her agony.
When the door of the room opened and Mr. Yates came in, he did not do it alone, he was accompanied by two beautiful slaves that when looking at them better they looked like sisters, seeing them Angelica could not help but wonder why having legally slaves like that he had risked doing something illegal to fuck a girl like her.
Angelica had always considered herself a rather normal girl, she was 5' 4'' tall and whenever she looked at herself in the mirror she always said she had little ass and few tits, only her curly brown hair and her gray eyes attracted some attention, if to that insecurity about her physique you added her extreme shyness it was clear why Angelica was still a virgin while most of her classmates had no problem to fuck any guy even in the middle of the university campus.
The press around the country blamed this increase in sexual activity among young college girls on the fact that any young man could now easily fuck a slave in a public brothel or at one of the hundreds of rape booths on the streets where young women sentenced to less than a month were put in for eight hours a day until they served their sentences. If they wanted to receive attention from the boys, they had to be willing to have sex, even to play bondage games.
Turning her attention back to the slaves, it became clear to Angelica the status of her captor, the few private slaves she had seen wore the typical leather or metal harnesses that covered the slaves' nipples and pussy, (showing breasts and pussy was forbidden, and showing tits in public to more than one man had become one of the quick ways for a young woman to earn a collar or a stay in the rape pillories), instead the two slaves in front of her were adorned with the latest slave technologies.
They were sporting the new nano-tattoos on their bodies that could change shape at the whim of their owner and also served as methods of controlling the female slave, being able to transmit waves of pleasure or shocks of pain, but what caught Angelica's attention the most were the liquid metal piercings on her nipples and clitoris that could change shape and expand when the slave went outside.
Mr. Yates approached Angelica bringing his hand to her breasts, caressing them and stretching her nipples; 'I'm very sorry I had to leave you after giving you your orgasm, Angie, and I'm even more sorry I had to delay fucking you and taking your virginity, but the call I received was very important to me, and surely to your future as well.'
Angelica's eyes widened hoping that Mr. Yates would continue and that this call would put an end to this nightmare.
'The call was from the Commercial Director of my company, one of my best workers, Mr. Thomas Evans, he has told me that the police have informed him of the disappearance of his daughter Angelica, the door of her apartment had been forced. The police believe she has been kidnapped to be sold as a slave on the black market, I have offered Thomas all my help, he will arrive in half an hour to talk to me.'
Tears filled Angelica's eyes, Mr. Yates had been discussing her kidnapping with her father while he had her naked waiting to rape her.
Lord Yates' finger stroked Angelica's cheek collecting one of the tears; 'Relax Angie, I have decided that you will be present for our conversation, although for that I will have to prepare you properly, these two slaves will see to that.'
Mr. Yates sat on a chair while the two slave girls approached with some small boxes in their hands, one of them knelt next to Angelica while the other placed a full length mirror where Angelica could see herself in that humiliating position, the kneeling slave girl took out a kind of injection and stuck it under her navel. Angelica noticed how something entered her body and as she looked at herself in the mirror she could see how a black spot formed on her belly and then began to spread, in just a couple of minutes several tattoos adorned Angelica's body.
Her neck, now free of the leather collar, sported a tattoo imitating a choker around it, a circle formed by runes surrounded her navel, and a tribal tattoo adorned her belly, the whole could be beautiful and exotic and not have any strange meaning, yes the bar code on her back marked her as a slave, the colorful tattoo that Angelica recognized immediately, just above her pussy made it clear that she was the property of Mr. Yates; He had branded her with his company logo that she had seen hundreds of times in her father's office and papers.
Angelica was still looking at herself in the mirror when a sharp pain filled her body, when she heard Mr. Yates laugh she looked at him and saw how he was manipulating her phone, 'You have to test that everything is working correctly,' he said to her letting out a laugh. The pain Angelica felt disappeared turning into a sensation of pleasure that ran through her body making her let out a moan through the gag.
When Mr. Yates stopped playing with the phone the two slaves continued their work, they took out several metal beads and placed them on Angelica's earlobes, nipples and navel, finally one of the slaves knelt between her legs and opening her pussy with her fingers deposited it on her clitoris.
'Remove her gag, I like to hear them when the liquid metal acts,' ordered Mr. Yates to one of the slaves who quickly obeyed and then moved away from Angelica.
Once free of the gag Angelica tried to scream and insult her captor, but no sound came out of her mouth.
It's a little known utility of nano-tattoos, no coherent words will come out of your mouth, only screams when I punish you or moans of pleasure when I fuck you;' Mr. Yates told her going back to manipulating the phone.
A scream came from Angelica's throat and as she looked in the mirror she saw how the two small pearls in her ears seemed to come to life piercing her earlobes and transforming into two beautiful earrings in the shape of a Nordic rune. Hardly had the pain in her ears passed when she began to feel the same sensation in her navel, again a new rune was formed perfectly surrounded by the tattoo, when the pain reached her nipples Angelica thought she was fainting, she felt perfectly how the metal heated up and went through her nipples, yes the transformation of the liquid metal into jewels in her ears and navel had taken just a few seconds, in her nipples it took several minutes until they were surrounded by a shield in the shape of a triskel and joined by a gold chain.
Angelica knew there was still one pearl left to activate and when she did her whole body trembled with pleasure as she closed her eyes, luckily the sensation only lasted a few seconds and when she opened her eyes again two gold chains ending in a crescent moon were hanging from her clitoris.
Mr. Yates stood up to admire his handiwork and couldn't help but play with Angelica's nipples, 'There is still one thing to set up and I'm told that the first time can be very painful or very pleasurable, depending on how submissive and willing the slave is.'
As Mr. Yates pressed the button on the phone, the metal of the nipple and clitoral piercings began to spread to cover Angelica's breasts and pussy, who couldn't help but come to an intense orgasm.
'It is clear what kind of slave you are Angie,' Mr. Yates said smiling, 'You will be covered as long as you are not being used, it will be a pity that if you agree to be my wife you can no longer use these toys, although we will find something, put the gag and mask on her and take her to the garden.'
With quick movements the two slaves fitted Angelica with a ring gag opening her mouth and a mask covering her completely from nose to eyes, it was obvious that Mr Yates did not want them to see her grey eyes. They untied her from the post and placing her on a collar and leash began to lead her through the mansion.
Although at first it seemed that the mask was not going to allow her to see anything, it activated some kind of mechanism allowing her to see perfectly as if she were behind a false mirror. As they walked along she noticed a strange sensation and soon when she looked at the two slaves who were guiding her she knew what it was; they no longer had their tits and pussies covered, they were naked, and therefore they were going to be used in some way.
After walking five minutes they arrived at a huge garden that was evident that it had several uses, in the center, a table and several chairs around, allowed to use it as a meeting place, but the huge jacuzzi and the hammocks together with the table with cocktails and fruits that was on the right, made it an ideal place to rest, the other use that Angelica observed was the one that made her tremble with fear, A wall full of whips, whips, dildos and all kinds of bondage toys was located to the left of the garden, a naked slave was chained with her arms and legs crossed to the wall and two other slaves with ring gags in their mouths were kneeling and subject to metal structures arranged to give oral service to whoever walked by.
The two slaves took Angelica to a free structure there and after forcing her to kneel they restrained her so that she could not move any part of her body, nor turn her head so that they would not use her mouth, when they finished with Angelica the two slaves sat at the feet of Mr. Yates who had laid down in a hammock after pouring himself a drink.