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Life As a Slave 2 - slave girl sara Life as a Slave 2 - slave girl sara She was between his legs and he was enjoying her a little too much I thought. They both ignored me , so I left quietly and waited.” After what seemed an eternity, she came down for breakfast making so many comments about how she had pleased him, just loud enough so I could hear. I could not contain it any longer, I ran to my room crying grabbed my purse and ran back into the kitchen, she was still going on and on about how she would be his ‘special girl’. I looked at her and nodded. Yes, she would take my place and I had no option left but leave. I knew I had nowhere go but I didn’t care; I would ring for a taxi and disappear. “May I make a phone Jack, Sir?” was self-elected custodian of life in the servant’s quarters. He was fussing around kitchen waiting for Sir to for him. Jack a 52 year gay butler cared very little about was in Sir’s bed, just so long as he got out of so he could get him dressed and off His office. Jack could then slip off for a few hours of his own pleasure. He was used me coming and going on a Sunday and nodded wearily. She smirked as if say, cares he’s mine now. “I would not think you will be missed slave girl.” That was the final straw; I opened my purse, “I know the taxi is in here somewhere.” I smiled sweetly at her, yes here is and went for her face and scratched he face on both sides drawing blood. Everyone in the room was in shock! Jack’s face was bright red; he kept taking deep breaths while muttering unrecognisable words and fanning himself with his hand as if he had just swallowed a hot potato. Her screams has roused the Master and the next moment he was standing in the doorway of the kitchen looking at the bloody face of the girl that had just been in his bed. Sir turned to me and looked at me with a strange but loving manner. "I told you that<b> jealousy </font></b>would get you into bother one day." Cook was crying but came round when Sir suggested she make us all a ‘good cup of tea.” ********** The door opened abruptly, and I was snapped back to reality, slave no 4 was written on my belly in a black marker by one of the men slaves, the man in charge said nothing, not even looking up from his noteboo I stood obediently and grimaced as he attached a chain to my clit ring. I had no protest left in me, my spirit it had finally fully surrendered. Standing alone on the block I knew my new life as a possible worthless slave was soon about to begin. A steady stream of prodders, pokers, jugglers and fingerers examined me, one even had his hand in my mouth after fingering more before me. I tried to smile and was as obedient as I could be. I had to bend over, legs apart or present my pussy by opening my lips with my hands and lift each tit underneath to have my nipples pinched. I saw 7 more girls being sold today, one was even pregnant, and had a host of bidders, when it was my turn the bidding ended up between two people, an old, fattish man and a young man whom I remember giving me an extra finger when he examined me and I may have even shuddered a little. Sold to Mr. J, ticket 1, take her down. I was taken a holding pen and given what can be described as a sack cloth dress, which went over my head with 2 holes for my arms, I still had no idea had won , with my luck it would be the older man. The main door opened, and he was first in the queue collect his goods. He walked straight towards but went to the pen next door. He had her strip and whipped her with the crop he carried then she was knelt to suck, he pulled out and squirted over her face and hair. She was pulled her feet and whipped again for spillage, he untied her clit lead from the rail and took her out. As brutal as he was, I had a little cum and held onto the rails to steady myself. 4 is over here Sir said a slave, I stood straight, back arched slightly to push my sack covered tits out. It was the young man. My hands shot to my head in respect. He lifted my dress to make sure my lead was secure, patted my lips and led me out. The auctioneer commented he had a fine young breeding slave; his reply was she should make a good pony slave too. I had no idea at what he meant. We got his home and he took me to my room, quite large and sparse but a room of my own, I shared with 2 more at my past Sirs. His housekeeper had a bath run for me and he left. "Before we continue slave girl, I am in charge of you and if I say sit, you fukin well sit," she slapped my face. "Get that fukin sack thing off." I stripped naked and put my hands on my head. "Very, very slow slave girl, I can see I need to beat some speed into you." She unhooked a short strap from her skirt belt and pulled my lead towards her and I went over her knee for one hell of a housewarming with her belt. In the bath She covered every inch of my body with her soaped flannel and pushed into my openings as far as they would go. I do not think she could have been any rougher. "Do you eat pussy slave girl?" I was sensible enough to say, "Yes Mistress." Wet through and chilly I was knelt and pushed under her skirt, I pulled her knickers down to her knees and fucked her with my mouth till she had an almighty cum, it was so sweet and filling, I fucked for more and felt the strap over my bottom. She pulled my head out by my hair and gave me two slaps and took me back to my room. "Get stood in that corner and dont fukin move, Mr. Jones will be into see you in his own time. He will probably fuck you and he is very rough, so be forewarned slave girl and I will be back to turn your light out when he has gone, and i will bring my eldest so he can give you another fukin." She laughed as she left and I began cry, sniffles at first, then sobs then the water works. Mr. Jones came in after about an hour or so, "What is your girl?" "Whatever you wish Sir." He spun around and slapped my small tits. "You will learn answer my questions civilly. First lesson coming up ." He unbuckled his belt and used it open ended like a whip and gave the whipping I deserved for trying be a smart arse, well I ended with more than a smarting arse. He grabbed my lead and led onto the landing, I was bent over the top rail and my arms put into the restraints already so like a cross. The housekeeper was walking past below. "You were correct, as ever, this slave is going be beaten daily if she does not alter her ways. I got another 20 or 30 across by bottom and back with his belt, then a hand spanking. He kicked my legs wider and I felt pressure on my open lips as his huge cock began to pound , I was soon cumming, time after time. He finally cum into me then walked away. The housekeeper came and wiped my pussy and gave me a quick suck and lic "You will remain here till the whole house has fucked you slave girl, from the gardener to the handyman." She was quite right, I was fucked by four different sized cocks and styles and accepted it all as my duty. Sir came back, "What is your ?" "sara Sir." I heard his belt buckle undoing and I got 20 more remind me of my place. He undid me, knelt me down and took out the largest cock I had ever seen, I could get in his crown start with so wanked him with both hands till he filled my throat and mouth with his cum. He pulled out and slapped my face with his cock, what a monster. I was sent the bathroom clean up and he had a food and drinks tray sent my room by cooks . He was around 25 and nicely hung. I went my knees and made him hang longer. He stood up and bent me over the bed on my bac He pulled his belt off his trousers and whipped my pussy lips. "You will be slack with the cock you have had." I screamed as he belted and pushed straight into me, what a fucking that was. He left and I ate and drank and lay in my bed. "Lights out slave girl, but first, suck this." She had her housecoat on and opened reveal a beautiful mature womans body. She pulled me by the legs down my bed and sat on my face, what a feast if even I did think I was going suffocate a few times. She leant forward, our tits banged into each other and she gave me the finest cums, with her wonderful lips and tongue. Lights out, she left, its not going be as bad as I first thought. I was woken by her pulling the covers off, opening my legs wide and strapping my pussy lips, yet again. "Sir says tighten you up slave girl after all that cock yesterday," and tighten me up she did, I bruised immediately. Sir came in a little later and had me ride him, omg how it hurt, omg, what a set of cums......  |
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7/17/2021 4:56 am |
Hope you enjoy part 2 of my story. xx
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It was not what I had expected.
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7/21/2021 9:44 am |
id love to fuck and use your tight young pussy!
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