New Girl_(0)

© This is a fantasy; any resemblance to real places or people is purely coincidental.


She was the new girl. Only five foot three she had short dirty blonde hair, a sweet angelic face, a wide mouth with pouting full lips. Her tight lush body sported full conical breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, and lush thighs. The thick coal black thatch at the juncture of her thighs barely covered her labia. Her old name was gone. The master, if he thought her worthy, would name her after he interviewed her.

Standing two meters plus Yves towered over the girl as he critically eyed her trembling nude form. “Turn around child,” he ordered. The chain attached to the leather belt around her waist and the shackles on her ankles clinked faintly as she slowly turned around as she had been instructed. “Stop,” he commanded. She stood while he admired her softly curved ass. It would look even better with a red handprint on her flawless white skin he thought.

“Come kneel before me child.” He said. She trembled even more as she assumed the slave posture before him. She knelt on her heels, chin high, knees wide, hands on her thighs, and chin up, with her breasts thrust forward. Either fear or excitement made her pink nipples stand out in high pink points.
“Excellent,” Yves praised her, “do you know why you are here child?” She shook her head. “You may speak to answer my questions child.” Yves said in a soft voice. “Speak truly child” He smiled caressing her breasts.

Her voice was fearful as he spoke. “Other than sex I can only imagine Master.” She answered. Yves chuckled.” Yes, you would, wouldn’t you? In time, you shall know. As long as you obey, we won’t be too hard on you. Do you remember your training?” The new girl shuttered, turning pale. “Y…yes, Master,” she said weakly. “I see you do indeed remember child…What was your name before you came to us? What is your age as well?”

She stammered, then forced out, “I’m nineteen Master. She said first. ”My name…was C… Carol…Master.” Yves smiled. “Excellent age girl…I had hoped you were younger.” He frowned slightly. “They took your name from you didn’t they child?” She nodded. “A pity that, but in had to be done. Now it is up to me to name you…” He smiled the cruelest she ever saw. “Henceforth you shall be named …Carol.” He finished. Carol blanched dropping her chin. She recovered immediately. “Thank you Master.” She managed to strangle out. Yves grinned at her distress then said. “I will test you now Carol.” He seemed to think for a few seconds. Then he said “Dog.”

With out thinking Carol spun around and dropped to her elbows. With her legs spread, she raised her ass presenting her sex for use. “Very nice child.” He remarked pulling his long massive cock out. “Remember you training Carol while I use you.” He finished with a sneering voice.