The Newest Slave

Chapter 13

The rest of the week was surreal for Angela. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that John could do what he was doing to her. He claimed that he was only helping her to realize a dream and that he was helping her to prepare her mind for the week coming up. Angela knew that he was just trying to push her to the breaking point where she would call off her trip.

She was kept naked the entire time, even when guests were in the house. She was constantly bound so there was no way of ever getting out of the house. All of the phones had been hidden. All of the computers had their passwords changed. There was not even any way to communicate and ask for help. She doubted that she would have called for help anyways. That would have turned the whole thing messy and ugly.

John enjoyed having three girls at his disposal now. And with only three dominants in the house, there was always one to service his needs. Jack was also enjoying the three girls but Angela was clearly his favorite and he always maneuvered to claim her whenever he could. Jenna alternated between Kim and Alaine. She thought it would be too awkward to use her mother.

The closest she came to using her mother occurred one afternoon. Angela was hanging by her wrists in one of the play rooms with her toes less than an inch from the floor when Jenna came into the room.

"Mom, can Lisa stay over for the night?" she asked. "Oh, why am I asking you? You're just a slave." She reached out and spanked the outer swells of Angela's left breast, sending it bouncing on the newest slave's chest. That had hurt Angela in more ways than one. But that was the only time Jenna had even touched her during the week.

Gary practically lived at the Dawson home that week. He could not get enough of the sex goddess that he had dreamed about for so long. He had previously enjoyed sex with Kim and that was still fun. She was extremely beautiful in her own right. And the new, curvy Alaine was almost as hot as Mrs. Dawson in his mind. But Angela was, by far, his favorite.

Jack made frequent use of each of the three slaves. He had the youthful recuperative powers of a teenager so much of that use consisted of some form of sex. But when both he and Gary were drained and needed some time to recharge, he would put the girls to work. Alaine washed and cleaned his car while he supervised the naked beauty. He got a big kick out of having his mother clean his room. She was always after him to clean up the mess. Now, she could do it for him.

John also enjoyed sampling the three beauties, although his cock did not recharge as quickly as his son's. He also shared Angela with others on two nights.

The first time was with Jill, a friend of theirs who they frequently shared their bed with when her husband was out of town. When John learned that Rick was once again on a business trip, he made sure that he would have Angela for the night and invited Jill to spend the night.

"Oh my," smiled Jill when she arrived for dinner. "Aren't you a pretty thing?" Kim answered the door and led Jill into the living room where John was seated on a sofa with Angela kneeling at his feet. She was blushing furiously and had her eyes cast down, unable to look at her friend.

Angela wore only the black leather collar and was completely unfettered. Somehow, that made it worse for her. Maybe if she was bound in some way, she thought, it might be more bearable. At least then she could rationalize that she had no choice.

"I always suspected that her dominant persona was all just an act," offered Jill. She stepped beside Angela and patted the kneeling woman on the top of her head, treating her as if she was the family dog. "But she's really just a beautiful slavegirl down deep after all."

"It's a new side of her," agreed John. "Maybe it's just a phase she's going through. But I wanted to share it with you while it lasted."

Jill sat down beside John who pulled her into an embrace and a long passionate kiss. Angela glanced up and watched as her husband made out with the other woman. The act made her feel insignificant. They acted as if she was not even in the room. Normally, she would be on the couch and making out with their friend also.

The kiss lasted for a long while but finally ended. "I'm really looking forward to tonight," Jill said. "I always have fun here but this should be the best time ever."

Jill was in her late twenties and was every bit as beautiful as Angela. She was tall, at six feet, with shoulder length blonde hair that made her look like a Nordic princess. And her body was perfectly womanly and desirable in John's mind.

"Am I allowed to touch?" asked Jill.

"I would be disappointed if you didn't," replied John. "She's here for your entertainment."

"Ooooo!!!" grinned Jill. "Well, I'm sure she will be very entertaining." Jill stood up and slowly walked behind Angela and then circled her.

"Stand up, girl," she instructed. Reluctantly, Angela rose to her feet. She knew that this would be a very humiliating experience.

"Did you forget something?" asked John as he looked disapprovingly at his wife.

Angela stiffened, not knowing what he was talking about. "I don't know. Did I?"

John frowned. "Shouldn't you say something when a mistress gives you a command? Shouldn't you acknowledge it in some way?"

Angela groaned. John was being an ass. First, he gave her to her son. Now he wanted her to call her good friend Mistress. But she knew she would only make things worse by resisting. "Sorry, Master. Sorry, Mistress."

"She's so cute," smiled Jill. Jill ran her hand down Angela's back. Then she raised her hand and brought it down swiftly, spanking the naked woman's ass. Angela sucked in her breath at the surprise of being treated this way.

"Hey, Dad," said Jack as he poked his head into the room. "Can I borrow the girl for a bit?"

"She's busy right now, son," replied John. "You can have her tomorrow."

"Aw jeez!" complained Jack. "I wanted to show her to some friends."

"You can do that tomorrow," John responded. Jack grumbled but left the room.

Jill raised her eyebrows. "Oh, my. The whole family seems to be enjoying your little girl. How completely does Jack enjoy her?"

"Pretty completely," said John. "It seems that he has quite a crush on his mother. She's been well used by him so far." Angela felt her face erupt in crimson at the words. She had been hoping to keep that secret but that didn't happen. More and more people were learning that Jack had fucked her.

"How interesting," nodded Jill. She was standing in front of the girl and reached up, lifting Angela's breasts in her hands. Angela had her eyes cast down, trying to avoid eye contact. "That's so kinky!"

They took Angela up to the master bedroom where Jill and John quickly disrobed. John sat on the bed and slowly stroked his cock as Angela was forced to kneel and service Jill with her tongue. It was like a dream come true for John. He couldn't think of anything more erotic than watching Angela eat the beautiful blonde's pussy.

"Mmmm," purred Jill after she climaxed. "That was so nice. Your girl has talent. May I bind her?"

"She's yours to do with as you please," answered John.

"Ooooo! That sounds like fun! What limits does she have?"

"None whatsoever," said John. "She's available for anything."

Jill decided that she wanted Angela's hands out of the way. She had the slave stand and then bound her wrists together behind her back. Then she led her to the bed and positioned her on her back in the center. She crawled over to the girl and positioned her sex above Angela's face. "Continue, girl. The last one was good."

Lying on her arms was uncomfortable for Angela but once again she knew better than to protest. It was embarrassing to be ordered to lick again but it was not foreign to her. She and Jill had made love many times in the past. She obediently lifted her head slightly and started flickering her tongue over the aroused petals at her lips, trying to move Jill toward her second orgasm of the evening.

"I might want to buy her from you," Jill said. "I could get used to this kind of service."

John smiled. "She's not for sale but you are welcome to borrow her whenever you want. Maybe Rick would like to sample her too."

"Oh, Rick definitely would want to sample her," she replied. "He practically drools whenever he's around her. But I wouldn't want him to get suspicious about my secret visits here."

John was still rock hard and decided it was time to get in on the action. He climbed onto the bed behind Jill. He positioned his cock at her sex and felt Angela's tongue fluttering there. Slowly, he pushed his shaft into his neighbor, feeling her tight, wet warmth until he fully impaled her. He truly enjoyed fucking Jill and knowing that his wife was beneath her and eating her just made it better.

He reached around Jill and grasped her breasts, pulling her upward until she was kneeling upright as she straddled Angela's head. The breasts were full like Angela's and were even firmer. They made for perfect toys.

Jill picked up a dildo that she had placed on the bed. She reached down and ran the thick head up and down between Angela's labia which were already oily with her secretions. Then she slowly pushed the wide thing into her, watching as Angela's body stretched around it and accepted it. It was very sexy to see Angela's sex wrapped around the huge pole.

After a long bout of coupling and watching the dildo pump in and out of the captive girl, Jill climaxed again. John followed shortly thereafter and pulled out, shooting his seed all over his wife's face. It was so degrading to Angela as she felt the strings of sperm oozing down her cheeks.

Jill was like a kid in a candy shop with her new toy. She wanted to do it all. John told her that she did not need to rush things and that she was welcome to come back the next night to play more. But Rick was coming home then so she would not be able to get away for her covert sexual games. "Besides," she added, "the girl is so yummy, I just can't get enough of her. I want to do it all."

Angela earned her gag as she was being spanked. Jill draped the girl over her lap and gave her a spanking with all of the enthusiasm and force she could muster. It really was very hard and it hurt. Angela complained and Jill instructed John to gag her for being so mouthy. A ball was stuffed into her mouth and strapped around her head, effectively silencing her protests. Jill thought her friend looked adorable with her lips stretched by the ball in her mouth.

The strap-on dildo was next. Angela had one that she enjoyed using on her bedmates and had even used it on Jill in the past. But when Angela used it, it was for tender lovemaking. In Jill's hands, or more accurately around Jill's hips, it became an instrument of humiliation. Angela was strapped over a bench and fucked with the dildo. After Jill had enjoyed that for awhile, she pulled the dildo out and sank it into Angela's bowels. The slavegirl groaned and emitted muffled protests as her friend sodomized her but her garbled complaints did nothing to stop the assault.

Jill saved the worst indignity for last. Angela was bound once again but, this time, she was spread eagle and lying face up on the bed. Jill was lying on her side between Angela's legs and John was spooning with Jill, fucking her slowly.

John watched as Jill slid two fingers into Angela's exposed and vulnerable sex. He felt Jill's pussy clenching around his cock and could tell his neighbor was highly aroused by being able to use his wife so completely.

Jill twisted her hand, rotating her fingers inside the bound woman before adding a third finger. A fourth finger was added, stretching Angela widely. She was groaning at this point. John's eyes flew open wide as he watched Jill tuck her thumb alongside the fingers and slowly move the entire assembly in and out.

John knew he should stop the assault but his lust-crazed mind wasn't working properly. Instead, he kept pumping his cock in and out of Jill's delicious body. He almost climaxed as he saw the hand disappear into his wife's sex and had to pause for a moment.

"She feels so good inside," commented Jill. John looked on in disbelief, seeing his neighbor's wrist disappearing into his wife. Angela had yelped around her gag as she was stretched by the fist and now was groaning continuously as the fingers explored the inside of her body.

"We should gag her more often," said Jill. "And tie her up too. I like it when she's totally available to me and can't complain." She reached between her legs and gave John's balls a squeeze and then let her fingers glide along his pole as it slid out of her. John groaned and once again had to stop his movement to keep from climaxing.

John reached around Jill and captured both of her breasts in his hands. He squeezed them and ran his hands over them. The nipples were so stiff at this point that they almost scraped against his palms. He loved it when Jill was available to play with them. Her body was so perfect and she was completely insatiable when it came to sex. He couldn't understand why her husband didn't pay more attention to her. But in a way, that was a good thing for him. It meant that she would always be a sex-starved vixen when she came to play.

Jill scooted closer to Angela and John shifted with her, holding onto the plentiful breasts as if they were handles and keeping his cock in the wet, warm sheath. Jill tilted her head and flickered her tongue over Angela's clit, causing the bound woman to tense and groan as her orgasm wracked her body.

Jill's fingers were busy inside of the newest slave's body. She stroked the smooth, yielding walls of the vagina and explored every nook and cranny. She found the woman's cervix and decided to explore it also. Jill slowly circled the little button with a fingertip and watched Angela for her reaction. The bound woman's body tensed and then shuddered.

Jill fluttered her tongue over the juicy clit again and Angela's belly started quivering uncontrollably. Jill knew from past experience that this meant that Angela was close to another orgasm. She returned her tongue to the clit and kept toying with it, trying to steal another climax from her sex toy.

Angela finally erupted in another orgasm. As soon as Jill saw the bound body tense and heard the telltale groan, she straightened her index finger and pushed against the cervix. Angela screamed into her gag as pain and cramps shot through her at the pressure to her cervix. The pain intensified as Jill increased the pressure. Jill continued to play with the clit and had wrapped her lips around it, pulsing it in and out of her mouth.

Yet another orgasm swept through Angela and Jill took this opportunity for her next experiment. She pushed harder and the little barrier finally yielded. She pushed through the cervix and Angela screamed into her gag again.

Jill was amazed! She had reached into this woman's womb! She moved the finger slowly, sawing it in and out of the womb. She continued to suckle on the juicy clit, letting her teeth rake along it occasionally. Angela was thrashing her head back and forth and tugging furiously on her bindings as her entire body was consumed in lust and pain. Jill's lips and tongue and teeth finally achieved their goal and Angela's body tensed again. There was a long, low groan from the captive woman. She tensed and shuddered. And then she was silent and still. She had passed out from all of the stimulation.

On the other night of sharing, John organized a poker night for the boys. He invited four of his friends who he knew would not be offended and arranged for Angela to be his for the night.

Each of the four was aware that the Dawsons "owned" Kim although she had been described to them as a sub instead of a slave. John frequently had Kim serve them on poker nights. They were not offered sex with Kim but they did appreciate her nudity as she served them drinks or brought them more snacks.

They were each shocked when they arrived to learn that Angela would be taking Kim's place this night; not only because she was John's wife but also because they knew that she was dominant.

"She's just exploring a new side," explained John. "It will wear off eventually but I thought we should take advantage of it while it lasted."

"Hell yeah!!!" roared Alex.

"Good god, what a body!!!" exclaimed Bill. "Great idea!!!"

"I'm glad you like it, Bill," smiled John. "Feel free to take a closer look. Give it a squeeze if you like."

All four of these men had been sexual partners with Angela before and three of their wives had also. So they were no strangers to her body. But there was something different about seeing her this way. Her wrists were cuffed together with only six inches of chain separating them. She was hobbled again with a twelve inch chain between the cuffs around her ankles. And the chains were connected to one another to prevent her from raising her hands above her navel. All of the metal seemed to enhance her natural beauty.

The four men gathered around Angela and started pawing and groping. She was exceedingly uncomfortable with the scene. Even though they had each seen her naked before and each of them had sliced their cocks into her on more than one occasion, this was different. She had been their equals before during their sexual play. And they had known her as a dominant. Now she was being treated as an object. Hands squeezed and stroked. Fingers poked and prodded. It was very different this time.

"Keep your money in your wallets tonight, boys," announced John. "Tonight we play for chips."

"Guess you're not feeling very lucky tonight, John," chided Kevin.

"Oh, I'm feeling very lucky," replied John. "After all, I have a beautiful new slavegirl." Then he added as a dig, "How many slaves do you have?"

Kevin blushed at the question but was saved by Bill who replied. "Why no chips tonight?"

"Because," responded John, "tonight we play for the grand prize; the whole enchilada; or the whole taco as some describe it. Tonight, the winner gets my new girl for the night."

Angela gasped. The others grinned.

"What does that mean, John?" asked Alex. "We get to fuck her before we go home?"

"You can do that if you like," said John, "or you could take her home with you and keep her for the night. You can stay here and use her if you would like. But she belongs to the winner until noon tomorrow."

Angela rolled her eyes. Her husband was being an utter ass. He was doing everything in his power to totally humiliate her. And he did have all of the power. She was naked and chained. And he had made it clear to her that she would also be gagged at the first complaint or snide comment. She would remain silent and endure the embarrassment.

The game finally started. Each player had an equal number of chips. Angela kept refilling drinks as she endured the continuous pawing and groping. They sure seemed to be enjoying how helpless and available she was. Maybe if she served them enough drinks, they would all pass out and she could go to bed.

The play went on for what seemed like hours. Kevin finally lost the last of his chips and was out of the game. He amused himself with Angela's body as he watched his friends continue to play.

Cal was next out and he joined Kevin in fondling and probing the naked beauty. John lost the remainder of his chips next but decided not to interfere with his friends who were molesting his wife. It was down to just Alex and Bill.

"Is her ass available, John?" asked Bill as he studied his cards.

"Her whole body is available, gentlemen," replied John. "What do you think we have been playing for?"

With that news, Bill raised the bet. After this hand, the game would essentially be over. Almost all of the chips were in the center of the table. Each player showed his hand and Alex screeched. He had lost.

"My game?" asked Bill.

"Your game," Alex nodded.

"I'll be taking her with me," Bill said as he got up from the table. "Susan should enjoy this." With that, he led the naked Angela out the front door to his car. He placed her in the trunk and then drove her home so that he and his wife could enjoy their sex toy for the night.

"I know you don't want me to go," said Angela the next afternoon. "But why do you have to humiliate me?"

"What exactly do you think the next week will be like?" replied John. "If you can't take being used by people you know and trust, how will you handle people who might abuse you?"

"That will be different," pouted Angela.

"Yes," agreed John. "It will be worse."

"I need to do this."

"It's not safe."

"I need to do this."

"Don't come back complaining about how bad it was," warned John. "It will be worse than anything that happened this week. And it's not safe. I don't trust a soul in that lawless country."