Charity Events

Chapter 7: Acquisition

Other than her nightly visit to Charity's bath, Janice did nothing to push the new relationship on Sunday. It did dawn on her, however, that Charity could have locked the door to the bathroom on many nights. But she never did. Janice knew that Charity had a test on Tuesday, so she limited her involvement on Monday night to the normal mealtime activities and the now-normal bath-time visit.

After the dishes had been cleared on Tuesday night, however, Janice decided to move the relationship forward. She went into the den as Charity put the last few dishes away and plopped herself down on the couch. When Charity came into the room, Janice patted the cushion beside her. Charity also plopped herself down and then leaned against her aunt resting her cheek on the older woman's shoulder.

"I can't believe that the end is so close," Charity said. Janice lifted her arm and draped it around her niece leaving Charity's cheek resting against the side of her breast.

"You have worked hard," said Janice. I'm very proud of you. But you need to relax a bit before exams next week. What do you have tomorrow?"

"Only a noon study group," replied Charity who never even flinched at the contact with her aunt's breast. "I should be able to spend most of the day preparing for exams."

"Then tonight is free time," announced Janice.

"But..!" started Charity who felt that she should be studying or something.

"I command it," interceded Janice. "All work and no play is not good."

"Well, what am I supposed to do tonight then?"

Janice laughed. "I don't know. Talk? Sleep? Whatever."

Charity nodded and acceded to Janice's wish. Janice then repositioned Charity so the girl's head lay in her lap and she combed her fingers through the beautiful blonde hair.

"What do you want to talk about?" asked Charity from her new position as she looked up at her aunt.

"Well let's start with next year," replied Janice. "Have you decided which courses you are going to take?"

"I know which ones I want to take. But it will all depend on the schedule. And whether or not I can get in them."

Charity went on to describe what she wanted to study the following Fall and which courses were supposed to be hard and which professors were supposed to be popular.

Then the conversation changed to boys and both women shared stories about romances that they had had in the past. Janice kept moving her fingers through her niece's hair and moved her other hand to rest on Charity's firm but soft belly. If Charity objected to this intimacy, she showed no outward signs.

They gabbed about friends and shared rumors that they had heard. Charity shared a particularly juicy one about one of their neighbors. The wife was apparently having some extramarital fun and was not being overly discrete about it.

"Do you plan on staying here next year?" asked Janice.

"Oh yes, Aunt Janice. I love living with you. I mean I plan to stay here if you'll have me."

Janice smiled and leaned down to kiss Charity on the forehead. "Of course you are welcome to stay here. And I love living with you." Janice started moving her hand in slow circles over Charity's belly and eventually slipped her hand under the t-shirt to be able to make contact with the warm, naked flesh.

A little while later, Janice steered the conversation in a new direction. "Do you have any fantasies?"

"I suppose everyone has fantasies," the niece responded.

"I suppose you're right," agreed Janice. "So what are your fantasies?"

"Oh," said Charity hesitantly. There was a long pause as she thought about her answer. "I'm not sure I should say, Aunt Janice."

"Come on," urged the aunt. "You already said everyone has them. Why not share them."

"Well, I'm not sure that many people have fantasies like mine. They're kind of strange. And kind of private."

"Spit them out, girl. We have no secrets here."

Again, there was a long pause before Charity spoke. "Well, I have fantasies about being a slave."

"Oh," said Janice. She tried as best she could to act surprised but not judgmental.

"I know. Now you think I'm weird or perverted or something."

"I don't think you're weird," assured Janice. "And I certainly don't think you're perverted. I'm just a little surprised. You seemed uncomfortable the other night at the party."

"Yeah, that was a little too strange," agreed Charity. "Maybe it was a little too close to home. I didn't know what to think."

"Well you were a beautiful slavegirl for me. I was very proud of you. Tell me what was going through your mind that night. Or the whole day, for that matter." Janice kept rubbing in circles under the shirt, moving up and down, making large circles and then small.

"It wasn't just my mind that was affected. My whole body got into the act," described Charity. "It might have been the most erotic day of my life."

"So you liked being my slave?"

"Oh yes," responded Charity quickly. "In my fantasies, I always end up with you owning me."

"Oh," replied Janice as she tried very hard not to smile. "I'm very flattered that you would want to be my property. How do I end up owning you?"

"All different ways," explained Charity. "Kidnapping, blackmail. You have purchased me, traded another slave for me, won me in a card game. And in one fantasy, I just volunteer to be your slave."

"Well I could never kidnap you or blackmail you," said Janice as she moved her hand over Charity's breast and gave it a loving squeeze. Surprisingly, the girl did not object or even flinch. "I would definitely buy you if you were ever for sale, though."

"I'm so glad that you don't think I'm weird. I was afraid I'd gross you out."

Janice leaned down again, but this time she kissed her niece on the lips, letting the kiss linger for a moment. "I would have a hard time imagining you ever grossing me out." Her fingers moved slowly over the firm breast as she continued to push farther and farther.

"Now, I just have to figure out which way I will enslave you," Janice finally announced. "So many possibilities. It will be a tough decision."

Charity giggled. "Thanks for playing along, Aunt Janice."

Janice peered down her nose at the girl in her lap. "Who said anything about playing along?"

Charity gulped. "You're serious?"

Janice nodded. "Of course I'm serious. You dream of being a slave. I dream of owning a slave."

"Oh my," whispered Charity.

"From this point forward, your body and your mind and your soul belong to me," declared Janice. Charity's eyes went wide with surprise. "We still need some way of making it official. I'll talk to my lawyer tomorrow. In the meantime, you're overdressed. My slaves are always naked."

Charity scrambled off the couch quickly. "How will you make it official?" she asked as she shed her clothes.

"A contract, I suppose," replied Janice. You can think of it as giving me title to you. And you will have to call your mother tomorrow to let her know that you'll be spending the Summer here. We can make up a story about a Summer job.

"Oh gosh! What will my parents think when they find out I'm your slave?"

"I don't think they'll be too happy. But there's no need for them to find out."

"They're bound to find out eventually," Charity said as she stood before her new owner.

"Kneel," commanded Janice in a soft tone. Charity immediately obeyed. "You let me worry about things. From this point forward, you only have to worry about getting good grades and pleasing me."

Charity nodded slowly as if in a trance. She was finally living the life that she wrote about and dreamed about. Here she was naked and kneeling at the feet of her owner.

"What will my duties be, Mistress?" she asked as she looked up at Janice. "What will you have me do?"

Janice smiled and cupped Charity's chin in her hand, holding it. "Whatever I want." This elicited a puzzled look from the new slave so Janice elaborated. "You will have chores but that's nothing new. I plan to exhibit like I did at the party. I plan to have you pleasure me. I may loan you to others. I may have you do things that you don't want to do. I don't know all of the ways I'll use you. But you will do whatever I decide."

"Yes Mistress," replied Charity feeling a chill rush down her spine as she wondered what her aunt had in store for her.

"Now it's time for you to start earning your keep. Draw me a bath and then afterwards, I plan on testing out that sweet tongue of yours."

"Yes Mistress," replied Charity as she blushed.