The slut,that's what her owner called her, when he dragged her naked to the table, and put her up as collateral for his final hand. He lost, and so I won her in a two bit gambling game, on a riverboat outside of Tupelo Mississippi.
A small frail underfed blond. She was twenty-two years old, and looked thirty with her garish makeup and frizzy hair. All it took to win her was a royal flush. Mr. Scott, her owner, was a very stupid man. He tried to buy her back later that night, but by then, we had been cleaned her up, and I knew that I had lucked into quality breeding stock. I should be able to recognize good blood when I find it. Dogs, cattle, horses or people. I own enough of each to know what is profitable,and what isn't worth the trouble. I was just the man to turn this frail strumpet into a nice profit.
My name is Reeves St.John, owner of Paradise Acres, among other business ventures, including the Tupelo Queen, a gambling boat. I was traveling with Belle, my favorite slave. She cleaned the slut up, tended her wounds, and cut her hair. I preferred long hair,but hers would have to grow again. For now this made the best of what was there. Cleaned up, she was a very appealing creature.
Belle kept her chained in her cabin, to the foot of her bed through the night. She brought her to me early the following morning, for her first examination. Sitting comfortably in an easy chair, I put her through several tests, made her fetch a ball, jump up and down, climb up and down a ladder, do her alphabet, and numbers,before physically examining her. I went over every inch of her inside and out. She balked at this, like any filly with spirit would do. I was pleased to see she had some fire left. I hated a slave with no spirit.
"What's your name child?" I asked finally."Slut Sir"came the immediate reply. "No dear, that may be what you are, but sometime in your past you did have a name, now what might it have been?" I waited, a moment or two, allowing let her think. The slut hesitating, as if afraid to be hit, finally stammered," Melissa Sir, it's Melissa. I smiled," Melissa that's a very pretty name, Belle write in our book, that on April 18th, we took possession of Melissa from James Scott of Tupelo Mississippi, a gambling man, payment in full for a debt of $250.00." I then asked the little slave, "Now, Melissa. Do you understand what has happened to you? She shook her head no.
"Melissa, Mr. Scott is no longer your owner, I am. Do you understand this?" She nodded, and shyly smiled showing beautiful white teeth and from under her long lashes, clear sapphire blue eyes. "Good, I want you to know, I am nothing like Mr. Scott. I own almost 400 slaves. I buy and sell them every day. Belle here ,will tell you I am fair but strict. You do as requested, you will never be mistreated like you were with Scott. I have decided to train you as a pleasure slave. Do you know what that means?" She shook her head no. "Belle will explain it to you, and your training will start after we see that you get breakfast. One fear, you may lay to rest right now, you will never be hungry again."
Melissa surprised him by standing on tiptoe and softly kissing his cheek. "Belle remove her, " I was left alone with only my thoughts.
I reached for a morning cigar. Waiting for Belle to return, I was content. This had been a very profitable trip. Funny thing, it just kept getting better and better. I already knew just who would want Melissa for their own, once she was trained. Fact of the matter, I could think of two people who would desire her .That was even better for me, and so I laughed. There was the matter of the training to consider, I smiled thinking of it. Training a pleasure slave was always fun.
Belle, took care of the new slave and her needs, and then left her chained inside her cabin. She hurried back to her Master, with breakfast. She knew he was waiting for her, knowing the new slave needed attention, but waiting for anything was not something Reeves St. John did well. She was right, I was pacing the cabin when she returned.
Setting his breakfast on the table, she proceeded to strip off her clothes. Getting the basin of hot water, she had ordered to be waiting, she shaved him and dried him carefully. "Will you require a bath this morning Master?" He growled his answer "No I thought I might have you lick me clean." Belle sank to her knees as he shed his clothes, she knew where this bath would start. Master's cock was above average even before he was rigid. Fully hard, it was difficult for her to suck it all into her mouth. Part of his excitement was seeing the pain it brought her, as she swallowed it. She carefully licked all of him, up and down his shaft and both of his balls, one by one, and then as he scooted up in the chair ,started behind his cock and unto his warm tight ass. She loved to hear his moans, as she licked and sucked ,and thrust her tiny pink tongue into and out of his ass. It pleased her to make him happy. Soon she felt him releasing his seed into the air. "Now Belle look what you have done? Made a mess of things again. It is plain to see, I will have to punish you."
Belle smiled, "Yes Master, I am a very careless slave, please punish me Sir, she moaned."
Laughing, I grabbed her and threw her across my lap. I started paddling her luscious ass. She twisted and turned and moaned and cried softly for me in pleasure. My fingers found their way into her ass and her pussy. "I see you are in heat again slave. Will my work never be done?"
"No Master, I am the worst of slaves." I pushed her gently to the ground, and shoved into her waiting pussy, working her hard until I felt her first climax overtake her, and then I worked on my favorite spot, her sweet, luscious, warm and wonderful ass, having already been fucking her there with two fingers as my cock was occupied with her pussy, I pushed into her and she opened for me like the old friend,I was.Several strokes later we were both in climax. Sometime later I sat back up in my chair and Belle finished my bath.. It was a favorite morning routine for the two of us. We finally ate, with me feeding Belle most of the succulent parts of the ham, as they were her favorite part.
That afternoon the training of Melissa began.
First I had her suck me. She was very bad. Following that, checked to see if she were wet and ready for fucking she was not, investigating her rear passage, I found it so tight, not even my tiniest finger could enter. She wasn't graceful at all, and she had no sense of how to excite a man. The work ahead of us would be hard but profitable, in the end.
I sent Belle to the ship's hold to retrieve my bag of toys. Handmade in India, they had been useful to us, on many occasions. She also brought back a large tub of grease. We would start by working on stretching Melissa's anal passage. It was necessary for her to be able to use all her available entrances for a man's pleasure. I told the little slave, her training would begin now, and asked if we needed to restrain her. "No Sir I can behave." I kissed her gently." I am counting on it, and if you don't, the things I am doing will be done anyway, you just won't enjoy them." She nodded her understanding.
Belle laid her on the bed, with several pillows under her," Now prepare her." Belle lay between her legs and started to lick softly and gently up and around her anal passage, Melissa giggled and pulled away. I, pinched her nipples hard, she yelped. "Stay still " Belle inserted her talented tongue inside the little slave's ass and sucked and licked till she could get two fingers inside without pain to the small girl. Now we greased her passage and the plug we would be inserting . It was the smallest anal plug, I had, but it still seemed large compared to the girl. We had a lot of work to do. I started sucking and biting at her nipples while Belle worked the plug inside the girl inch by agonizing inch, my hand playing with her little clit till she stiffened and had an orgasm for me, this allowed Belle to finish the insertion. "Done my brave little one, very good."
Melissa's tear strained face looked at me "but it hurts Master, it hurts." I kissed her gently "Be brave little one ,everything good hurts to start, it will get better." I now took the attached chain and locked it onto a belt, that I locked around her waist. "This is to be removed only when you use the bath, then Belle will put it right back inside your sweet tiny ass."Melissa hung her head "Yes Master" I smiled at the answer," Good! now one more thing and we are done.
I took a scarf and gagged the her. "I wouldn't want you to disgrace yourself, and you will scream at the next thing we will be doing to you. I played and pulled at her nipples till they were hard and elongated. Belle then took a long needle, and pierced first one, then the other, while I held them steady. Inserting small silver loops with the word SLAVE on them. Each also had room to hang other things should her new Master require or desire it. Melissa's muffled cry could be heard. I wiped her face and kissed her cheek. "Your a very brave girl.
I will always reward you when you do the best that you can do." I worked on her clit and fingered her to another climax. I then pulled Belle aside," Belle I think our little one has had enough for now. Feed her, toilet her and leave her in your cabin. I have need of you in the gambling salon." She nodded and they disappeared.
Belle watching my back, would make life a lot easier if Mr. Scott was foolish enough to try to follow through on any of his threats. I sat, and thought about the morrow, I was looking forward to working with the little one. I had a feeling once she discovered pleasure, she would suprise everyone.