The Price of Innocence

Chapter 28

Richard whistled as he read the note that he had just pulled out of its envelope. He was sitting behind his desk in his home office and the envelope had arrived in the day's mail.

"What is it, Master?" asked Kaitlin who was naked and kneeling beneath his desk. Until a moment before, she had been giving Richard a blowjob and she returned her attentions back to his cock as soon as she asked the question.

"Oh, nothing important, girl," he replied. He looked at the note again to make sure that he had read it correctly the first time. He realized that he had.

This was the eighth offer that he had received to purchase Innocence. All of the offers had been high. This one, however, was staggering. No name was given; just a phone number. He was to call it if he was interested in pursuing a possible transaction. And the price being offered was twenty million dollars!!!

Richard reached down and placed his hand on the back of Kaitlin's head. Her warm, inviting mouth and velvet tongue had him on the verge of climaxing. But he was not ready yet. He wanted to continue having her service him as he pondered the latest offer.

It was not that he would have trouble climaxing again if he did happen to erupt in his mouth. He had discovered that owning slaves did wonders to the male libido. In his youthful prime, he could climax two or three times each day. Now that he owned Cency and had essentially claimed Kaitlin as his slave, he rarely climaxed fewer than four times each day and sometimes as many as five or six times.

He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a stack of papers. These were the previous offers that he had received for Innocence. He compared the latest envelope and handwriting to the others but there was not a match. Each of the offers seemed to be from a different buyer.

Most of the offers were from the local area based on the phone numbers provided or the postmark on the envelope. That made sense because he had only displayed her locally. But there were three from other places. One was from Montana. Another was from England. A third one was from Nigeria. How would they even learn about his slave wife?

He took his hand away and Kaitlin started bobbing up and down on his cock again, causing him to sigh happily. He was not sure that he could ever sell Innocence but this latest offer was surely tempting. And he had discovered that his daughter made a wonderful slave girl. Could she replace Cency?

He decided to follow up on this offer. He was not sure he would sell his wife but he would at least explore the possibility. It was exceedingly lucrative. And since the offer came from someone local, perhaps an alternative deal could be struck that met everyone's needs.

He tucked all of the letters away in his drawer and then leaned back in his chair. He saw his daughter's lips gliding up and down his turgid shaft and her eyes were gazing up at him. Yes, he could survive with Kaitlin as his only slave, he decided. He would very much like to keep Innocence too, but he could survive with just Katy. His cock erupted, spewing his seed into his daughter's mouth. He saw her cheeks puff out and then in and watched her swallowing his hot sperm.

Kaitlin kept his cock in her mouth, bathing it as he softened. Eventually he sent her away so he could get back to the letter. Innocence was at school working with Susan even though it was winter break. The work of a doctoral student was never done.

He pulled the most recent letter out of the drawer again. It invited him to reply by phone or email. He decided to do both but he could not use his normal email address. He created a new one and then called. He received voicemail.

"I am calling about your offer," he spoke into the phone. "It has interesting possibilities. Let me know when we can meet to discuss the merchandise." Then he left his phone number and new email address. He followed that up with an email that said essentially the same thing.

An hour later, he received a reply email giving him instructions about where and when to meet. The tone of the email seemed odd to Richard, however. "I am honored that you have agreed to meet with me to discuss this transaction. There is no need to bring the merchandise with you, however. I am already familiar with what I am buying."

That comment also narrowed down the list of suspects although not a great deal. It was obviously someone who knew Innocence. But given the number of people he had loaned her to in the past six months, there were still plenty of potentials. He would find out soon enough at the upcoming meeting.

He did find out when he arrived at the bar at the appointed time. And he was surprised at who the would-be buyer was.

"Good evening, Dr. Blackwell. Thank you for agreeing to meet with me."

"Good evening, Mark," replied Richard. "Your offer intrigued me. I had to learn more."

Mark nodded. "I was hoping that the amount would be sufficient to start a dialog. I am not sure what the market price for slaves is so I had to guess. I am certain that I did not overvalue your girl, though. She is worth at least the sum that I offered.

"The value of merchandise is whatever a buyer and seller agree upon," commented Richard. "But I am surprised that the offer came from you."

"I am quite capable of paying the twenty million, Dr. Blackwell, if that is what you mean."

"No," replied Richard. "That is not what I meant. I meant that you have only recently met my girl and can't possibly know her well enough to want to buy her. Plus, she is four years older than you. I would have thought you would find my other girl more to your liking."

Mark nodded in understanding. "If by your other girl you mean Katy, I could consider it. She is another valuable piece of property. I was not aware that you had claimed ownership of her, though."

"What makes you think I have ownership of either one of them?" Richard asked. "Slavery is illegal."

"With Innocence, it was quite clear that you were her owner that night I came for the two girls," responded Mark. "It was less clear about Katy. She likes to play at the slavery game and I assumed she was just playing again. They are both priceless treasures, though. I would be happy to take them both off your hands if you would prefer."

This boy certainly did not lack confidence, thought Richard. Most people his age would be flustered over a conversation like this. Mark seemed very self-assured, though.

"What about the age difference?" asked Richard.

"It is of no importance to me," said Mark in response. "As I mentioned, Innocence is a priceless treasure. She is exquisite. Plus, she is just now moving into her sexual prime."

"I hope that you will not be offended by this, Dr. Blackwell," Mark continued. "But she felt positively heavenly wrapped around my cock that night. I had intended to share both girls with the others but I ended up keeping Innocence in a white collar. I'm surprised that you loan her to others the way you do."

"White collar?" asked Richard with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes," nodded Mark. "A white collar indicates private stock; look but don't touch. Red signifies that the slave is available to use sexually. Black collar slaves can be fucked and punished."

"I see," nodded Richard. "What color was Katy that night?"

"Red," replied Mark. "Why do you loan out Innocence?"

"I do it because I can and because I wish to," he responded. "Initially, it was part of her conditioning. I suppose it still is for conditioning to some degree. It keeps her aware of her status."

"Plus, I have two girls now," Richard continued. "If I loan out one, I still have the other to service my needs. The other night when you took both to the party was the first time I loaned them both out at the same time." "I see," said Mark. "If you don't mind my asking, how did your needs get handled that night?"

"I have a third girl," said Richard. "I don't own her but she is available to me whenever I wish."

"You have a very rich life, Dr. Blackwell. Now back to my offer. Would you be willing to sell Innocence to me? Or Innocence and Katy?"