The Price of Innocence

Chapter 22

Innocence was returned to her husband on Sunday. Melanie decided against an extension for the slave girl. She was too traumatized from having sex with Jake the night before. Jake had gotten hard again quickly after climaxing inside of his mother and then fucked her again that night.

As she was being driven home, Cency reflected on her most recent sale. There had been some embarrassing moments but there was remarkably little sex. She had given a blowjob on Saturday and then Jake fucked her twice on Sunday. Then she remembered that Jake had actually fucked her on Saturday too but didn't finish with her. Instead, he deposited that sperm in Melanie.

Richard told her that Kaitlin had called to tell him that she would be staying a whole week with her buyers instead of the agreed upon three days. And she said that the Byrons had invited both of them to a dinner party on Tuesday night. Innocence could only imagine what would go on then.

The interviews with the research subject candidates started on Monday afternoon. By noon on Tuesday, she and Dr. Grimm had already selected the ten subjects that they wanted to use for the study. Innocence had actually identified eighteen candidates that she thought were ideal but Dr. Grimm vetoed eight of them without giving any reasons.

Innocence was pretty sure that she knew the reason, though. The ten that they were left with were clearly the best looking. The five girls were each stunningly beautiful. And the five boys were handsome and muscular.

They moved the start date for the study up once they selected their subjects. This phase of the research would start on Thursday which would give Innocence a day to prepare for the experiments.

"Innocence," said Dr. Grimm as they sat in her office after selecting the subjects. "I had a chance to review the data that we collected on Saturday. It was pretty remarkable and I wanted to talk to you about it."

"What was remarkable about it?"

"Before I answer that question, let me ask you something. I know that you had an orgasm when the flogger struck your breasts as you were on the auction block. Did you have another orgasm when your final selling price was announced?"

"I don't remember having an orgasm then," Innocence replied truthfully. "I couldn't possibly have had one. I was too humiliated and terrified."

"Well, that's the remarkable aspect of the data. The arousal level was high when your breasts were whipped and was at the same level that we have recorded during previous orgasms. And then it went back down as you were being released from your bondage. But it started rising again as the bidding started and reached orgasm level when it was announced that you were sold for twelve thousand dollars."

"That's can't be right," said Innocence as she shook her head. "It must be measuring something else; maybe terror."

"No, Innocence. That's why we have spent so much time in the lab calibrating the sensors. It measures arousal. And I'm pretty sure you had an orgasm. We may have discovered something new: the stealth orgasm."

"Well, what good is that?" asked Innocence. "What good is an orgasm if you don't feel it?"

"I don't know yet," replied Susan. "It's something we'll have to study.

Tuesday night found Richard and Innocence back at the Byron's home. Thankfully, she was clothed because the Byrons' daughter, Chrissy, was also in attendance. She only hoped that Frank and Trudy would keep the secret that they had owned Innocence for a week and a half.

Kaitlin seemed to be having the time of her life. Her arms were bound together and were pulled up high behind her back, causing her to bend at the waist to ease the strain. Her torso was parallel to the floor and her heavy breasts dangled beneath her chest. A thick band ran around the base of each breast, compressing them and causing the breasts to bulge like huge balloons. Weights dangled from the clamps that had been attached to her nipples, stretching them away from her body. A male guest was fucking her from behind as Chrissy sat on the floor and flicked the weights, causing them to sway. Innocence knew from past experience that this would be very painful.

But despite the apparent discomfort and pain and humiliation, Kaitlin was moaning in ecstasy at the way she was being treated. Her face had a dreamy look and she even had a faint smile.

It turned out that it was not the Byrons who Innocence needed to worry about. It was Kaitlin. "There's my beautiful slave girl," said Katy as soon as she saw that her stepmother and father had entered the room.

Innocence blushed at being outed and only hoped that Chrissy did not hear; or that if she did hear, she didn't understand. But luck was in short supply for her that night. Chrissy got to her feet and crossed the room to Innocence, hugging her and kissing her cheek. "Ooooo, a slave girl! I had no idea. Who owns you?"

"I do," gasped Kaitlin as the cock plunged especially deep into her sex. "Well, my dad does, but I do too."

"Hmmm, a slave girl owning a slave girl. How interesting." She reached up and ran a finger down the center of Cency's chest between her covered breasts and to her belly. Then, she turned to Richard. "Do you ever loan her out?"

Richard smiled. "I have in the past."

"In fact, Richard is loaning her to us next weekend," said Trudy, stepping beside Chrissy and wrapping her arm around her daughter's waist. "Richard, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Chrissy. Chrissy, this is Dr. Richard Blackwell from the university."

"Pleased to meet you, Chrissy," said Richard.

"It's very nice to meet you too, Dr. Blackwell. I have heard your name on campus. And I already know your lovely wife. It's so good to see you again, Cency. And I'd love to see more of you."

Innocence blushed at the comment, knowing full well what Chrissy meant. Then she gasped as Chrissy continued, turning back to Richard. "So if you do loan her out, may I have her for tonight?"

Richard saw the look of terror on Cency's face and had to suppress a chuckle. "You want to borrow my slave? Hmmm. Do you have any experience?"

"Oh yes, Dr. Blackwell. I have handled my parents' slaves many times. And I have lots of experience with Cency but not in that way. But I'd love to experience her in that way."

"Hmmm," he said again as he rubbed his chin. "My daughter is your slave over there. And now you want my wife? Are you not finding my daughter pleasing?"

"Oh, no, nothing like that. Katy's been a delightful slave girl. She's so energetic and enthusiastic. She's amazingly beautiful too. But she's here for the guests tonight."

"I see." He paused for a moment for effect. "Well, it's customary that a gift be offered in return for the loan of a slave girl. What do you have to offer?"

Innocence breathed a sigh of relief once she realized where this conversation was heading. Trudy smiled and gave her daughter a squeeze as she also realized where Richard was going.

"Well, I don't know," said Chrissy. "I don't have anything of value. I certainly don't have a slave to offer in exchange."

Richard sighed. "It's a shame. But I think that you underestimate the value of your assets."

Chrissy blinked and turned her head toward her mother. "I have assets?"

Trudy squeezed her daughter again and leaned over, kissing her on the cheek. "You're priceless, baby." Then she reached up and traced a finger around one of Chrissy's breasts. "Simply priceless."

Chrissy's face erupted into crimson as she finally realized what Richard wanted. In exchange for Innocence, Chrissy would have to offer her own body to the professor. She couldn't do that. Could she?

She glanced at Innocence and marveled once again at how beautiful she was. She used to love to tease and torment Cency when they were children. It would be so much fun to have some adult teasing and tormenting, especially considering how wonderfully her body had filled out. But she couldn't give herself to Dr. Blackwell. Could she?

Innocence started to feel a sense of panic over the time it was taking Chrissy to respond. She expected Chrissy to quickly end the entire discussion; maybe even becoming indignant at the proposal. But that hadn't happened yet. Chrissy couldn't seriously be considering this. Could she?

Chrissy thought about the implications of agreeing. Certainly there would be sex but there was nothing wrong with that. She had sex frequently. It had always been vanilla sex or with her in the dominant role. She had never been a bottom before. And surely she couldn't do that. Could she?

She turned her head and looked at Kaitlin. A new male was plundering her sex with his cock and more weights had been hung from her clamps, causing her bound breasts to be stretched even further. That kind of thing could happen to her if she offered herself. She couldn't do that. Could she?

She looked back at Cency. She knew Innocence was not an innocent. She knew that Innocence had sex before marriage. She used to try to steal Cency's boyfriends when they were in high school together and some of them related tales of Cency in bed. And it was some of those stories that made Innocence so attractive to her. She had the face of an angel and the body of a goddess but she was supposedly a wildcat in bed.

She turned back to Richard. "It's a deal."

Richard furrowed his brow. "What's a deal?" he asked as he pretended not to know what was being discussed. "Nothing has been proposed yet."

"This is what I'm proposing," Chrissy said. "I get Cency as my slave girl for tonight. I'll return her to you tomorrow morning. In exchange, I'll be your slave girl for a night of your choosing."

Cency's heart sank as she heard the words. She already knew what Richard's response would be without him having to utter a word. But his response surprised her.

"You certainly are lovely enough," commented Richard. He looked at the younger woman, letting his eyes travel up and down her body. In actuality, she was exquisite; tiny but exquisite. She was shorter than Innocence and was probably just a little over five feet tall. She had long auburn hair that was very fine and seemed to flow wherever it wanted. Every slight movement of her head set it in motion.

Her body was enclosed in a fitted green sundress which seemed to go well with and accentuate her slightly reddish brown hair. And the body inside the dress promised to be magnificent. Her breasts were as large as Cency's but looked even larger on her tiny frame. Her narrow waist gave way to nicely flaring feminine hips. Yes, she would keep him entertained, he though.

"But do you have any experience?" he asked.

"Experience?" she asked incredulously. "Experience as a slave girl? Of course not. I have always been the mistress."

Richard sighed melodramatically. "Yes; as I feared. Training would be required. I would require forty eight hours of your slavery in exchange for a night with my girl. That's fair, don't you think, for the time and effort I would need to invest?"

Chrissy gasped. Innocence let out another small sigh of relief. Chrissy couldn't do that. Could she?

Chrissy considered the offer for a moment before replying. "It's a deal," she said. "So can I take ownership now?"

Richard turned to Innocence who looked like she was in a state of shock. She was trembling slightly and had a blank look on her face. "Pet… Chrissy owns you for the night. Be a good girl."

Then he turned back to Chrissy. "Would you like me to have her strip for you?"

"No, Dr. Blackwell. I'd like to unwrap her myself. Mom, do you have a spare collar?"

Trudy gave her daughter yet another squeeze. "We sure do. Let me go get one. I have a very special one."

Trudy disappeared and Chrissy stepped in front of Innocence. Innocence was wearing a knit sleeveless top which Chrissy dispatched quickly, tossing it aside. The skirt was unfastened and allowed to glide effortlessly down the perfectly shaped legs.

Chrissy wrapped her hands around Cency's tiny waist and then leaned forward to kiss her temporary slave on the lips. Innocence tensed at the kiss and then gasped as the hands moved behind her and up her back. She felt the bra being unclasped and then bit her lower lip nervously as Chrissy pulled it off of her and tossed it aside also.

Innocence looked at her husband, hoping that she would see some sign that he would intervene and save her. Deep in her heart, however, she knew that would never happen. But she could hope. In the meantime, Chrissy drew her panties down her legs. Obediently, Innocence stepped out of them and Chrissy took advantage of the lifting feet to slip off her sandals.

"Ooooo!" squealed Chrissy as she leaned forward to kiss the denuded Venus mound while she was on one knee in front of her new girl. "I just love a bald pussy!!!"

Innocence shook her head in disbelief. She glanced over at her stepdaughter to see how she was doing. Thankfully, someone had removed the bands that constricted Kaitlin's breasts so they were starting to regain their natural color. But someone had also added more weights to the clamps. Kaitlin's breasts now looked more like long cones and she had a grimace on her face.

Trudy returned and handed a box to Chrissy who was now standing in front of Innocence. Chrissy opened the box and examined the object inside, smiling brightly. She lifted the object and handed the box back to her mother. Then she held the object up for Innocence to see.

Innocence groaned as she looked at it. It was a wide silver collar. A single ring was welded to it and Cency knew that was the attachment point for a leash. And inscribed on the collar was "Pure Innocence – Property of the Byrons."