First Slave

Chapter 9

"You will suck dick now," Hans told her.

Angela breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was going to give her ass a break. She had already spent two nights with the German master and he had taken her anally at least ten times. She was starting to think that ass fucking consumed all of Europe; not just England.

The young master did not seem at all like her owner, Cedric. He was probably twenty two or twenty three and was the youngest dominant on Cedric's staff. And he seemed awkward and stiff. There was none of the carefree, fun-loving nature that she loved in her own owner. Hans was demanding and exacting. She supposed that was just the way that Germans were.

"Yes, Master,"" she replied. She dropped to her knees in front of him and opened her mouth, sucking the head of his soft cock between her lips. This was something new to her. She could not remember the last time she saw a soft cock unless it had just finished fucking her. Cocks were always rock hard when they were first presented to her.

She leaned her head forward, sucking the entire length into her mouth but it remained soft. Maybe she was losing her appeal. Maybe he didn't find her attractive. But he had specifically asked to borrow her so that couldn't be it. Could he be gay? Maybe that was why he wasn't hard. That might also explain why he hadn't fucked her vaginally. He had only used her mouth and ass so far.

The tube in her mouth started to stir and she bathed it with her tongue as she started moving her lips up and down the stiffening shaft. In moments, it was fully erect and she started pumping her head faster.

"How much you worth?" Hans asked her.

Angela pulled her head back to answer, leaving the cock bobbing in front of her face. "I do not know, Master. Only my owner knows my value."

"How much you him cost?" he asked.

She opened her eyes wide, not knowing exactly what the German had just asked her. "I do not know what my price was, Master. Only my owner could answer that.

"You can be sold?"

She had just started moving her lips up and down the long pole when he asked the latest question. There was a day when that question would have sent a chill down her spine but she had already accepted the reality that Cedric could sell her if he chose to. Today, the question just annoyed her. Did this guy want a blowjob or did he want to play twenty questions? Again, she drew her head back.

"I do not know, Master. Only my owner can answer that."

"I want buy you," he announced as she pulsed the head of his cock in and out between her lips. This was a shocker to her. It reassured her that she had not lost her appeal but she was still pretty surprised. He had not shown any real interest in her other than as a sperm receptacle. And now he wanted to own her?

She decided that since he had not actually asked a question, she did not have to respond. Instead, she let her lips glide up and down the long slender shaft, hoping to coax his latest deposit of sperm from him.

"I make you my first girl," he said. "I not loan you to others. You like that?"

Angela groaned as she listened to Hans. Damn! Now he had asked a question and she would have to reply. She pulled her head back and looked up at the naked male. "My wishes do not matter, Master. Any changes in my ownership are up to my owner."

He put his hand on the back of her head and pushed it into his groin, forcing the long, narrow cock into her throat, almost causing her to gag. He held it there for a few seconds and then released it, allowing Angela to bob up and down on the cock again.

It took less than five minutes to achieve his orgasm. The salty seed spewed into her mouth and she swallowed each drop. She kept the cock in her mouth until it softened and then let it finally slip free.

"I talk to Cedric," he said as he lay down on the bed. "You look good on my chain. I pay much for you. Now come keep me warm."

Angela crawled into the bed and snuggled up to her temporary owner. It was not difficult to keep someone warm in this tropical heat and soon she was sweating. But she knew enough to keep her body pressed tightly to his until he told her to back away. She never received that command so she continued to sweat away throughout the night. She was returned to Cedric the next morning.

"He seems quite smitten by you," said Cedric as he sat behind his desk in his office. Angela was bound facing him on an X-shaped cross against one of the walls. He did not bind her often but occasionally he would lock her into some device for his entertainment or as decoration.

"I doubt that, Master," she replied. "He didn't show any signs of affection at all. Besides, I'm probably fifteen years older than him. He would probably much prefer a younger slave."

Cedric shook his head at her response. "Why do you always underestimate your value? Do you remember the first time I took you to an auction as my slave? You didn't think anyone would make me an offer."

Angela blushed as she remembered that embarrassing night. She was still a mistress then. "Yes, Master. I remember that night."

"And how many offers did I get?"

"I don't remember, Master."

"Well, I do. I received seventeen offers for you," he reminded her. "And you weren't even being offered for sale that night. Do you believe that number?"

Angela sighed and nodded. "Yes, Master. I believe the number. I heard each of the offers myself."

"So why does it surprise you that Hans wants to buy you?"

Angela sucked in her breath at the mention of the latest offer. It was one thing for Hans to tell her that he wanted to buy her. It was quite another thing, and quite terrifying, to know that he had actually made an offer on her.

"I asked you a question, beautiful bird," he said as he got up from his chair after she remained silent for so long. He leaned back against his desk and looked into her eyes. "Cat got your tongue?"

"No, Master. Sorry. I am just surprised that he is interested in me. That is all."

"Little bird," he said as he continued to lean against his desk with his arms crossed over his chest in front of her. "When will you start to understand how precious and valuable you are?"

Angela shook her head. It did always shock her at the prices people offered Cedric for her. "I don't know, Master. Will you be selling me?"

"To Hans?" he asked, surprised at the question. "Heavens no."

"Will you be selling me someday?"

"I have no plans to sell you."

"That is not what I asked, Master," she said with a sigh. "Will you be selling me someday?"

"I can sell you."

"Master, if you sell me, would you allow my husband to meet the price and buy me back?"

"Oh, beautiful bird," he replied. "I always look out for your best interests. But selling you back to John would be completely unfair to you."

Angela gasped. "Master?"

"It would be unfair to you if I sold you to John," he repeated. He stepped forward and swiped a finger between her labia without even inserting it into her sex. Then he held it up for her to see. It shined as the tropical sun from the window reflected off of it. "You were meant to be a slave. You grow more each day of your captivity. You are blossoming, little bird. I could never take that away from you."

He bent down and unfastened her ankles from the cross, letting her put her bare feet on the floor before he continued. "It would be cruel of me to deny you the excitement and the arousal that you feel when you are owned. If I sold you to John, your life would return to your old normal. It would not affect me but it would devastate you. I could never be so thoughtless. You have a new normal now."

He reached up and splayed his fingers, lifting her breasts. He leaned down and kissed the rounded, full upper swell of each breast. "Who do these belong to?"

Angela felt tears forming in her eyes as she listened to his words. She could tell that this conversation was leading to her learning that she was to be sold at some point. But she determined that she would be brave about it. It was Cedric's decision. She had no say in it.

"They belong to you, Master."

"Yes they do." He kissed each one again and then reached up, unfastening her wrists, leaving her standing naked with her arms at her sides, standing in front of him.

"How could you possibly think that I could sell a treasure that I love so much?" he asked.

She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his, sobbing uncontrollably into his chest. "Oh, Master. I love you so much. Please don't ever sell me."

He stroked her auburn mane with one hand as his other hand stroked down her back over and over again. She continued to sob and he continued to caress her. He would let her cry this out of her system. Eventually, the sobbing did die down but she continued to hold onto him as if he was her life preserver.

"Please don't ever make me want to sell you," he finally said. "It would be very painful for me to part with my beautiful bird."

She hugged him harder and showered his chest with kisses. "Master, I will be the perfect girl for you. I will make you proud of your first slave. You will see."

He reached around her again and patted her ass. "Yes, girl. I know you will. You always will. That's why I bought you."

"I will," she said again. "I promise."

He remained silent and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her. She had such a warm and welcoming body and he was reminded again why he bought her. She was such the ideal slave girl.

Finally, she spoke again. "I am honored to be the first slave. Have you figured out how you will let people know that I am your first girl?"

"Yes," he responded. "I have. It will take a few days though until what I ordered arrives."

"I can't wait to let everyone know that I am your first girl."

"I can't wait either, beautiful bird," he said. "I have never felt this way about anyone ever before. I hope that you like my gifts."

"Now," continued Cedric, "about another matter."

"Yes, Master?" she said as she looked up at him.

"I seem to recall someone asking a lot of questions just now," he told her, trying to look as serious as he could. "And you know, I am always happy to answer questions. But there is a price to be paid."

"Yes, Master," she giggled. Suddenly, she reached up and pushed him backward by his shoulders. He was caught off guard and fell back, sprawling across the top of his desk. Papers went flying in all directions.

Angela quickly unzipped and unbuttoned his slacks and tugged them down to his ankles. Before he could even react, she scrambled onto the desk and straddled his hips, lowering herself as she felt his hard, meaty cock slicing into her body. She leaned forward and dangled a breast at his lips, feeling him suck the nipple into his mouth.

"I have a few more questions, Master," she giggled again.

"Wow!" he exclaimed as he paused in his suckling. "I have never been raped by a slave before. It's a pleasant experience."

She giggled again as she rode up and down on his shaft.