The Slavery Series: Chapter 2

I awoke feeling groggy and unsettled. I had woken up many times during the night to punish my new slaves, and I would punish them greatly for disturbing my sleep. All night Michelle had screamed, hoping in vain that her calls would escape the sound-proofed apartment, and so I had to repeatedly wake and beat her until she quieted down. Amanda had cried and whimpered all night, not screaming for help but crying to herself, also requiring several beatings to shut her up.

This morning I was exhausted. I had forgotten how much work goes into training one of these bitches, and this summer I had two to deal with. Amanda and Michelle laid on the wood floor, Amanda in a skimpy black thong and bra and Michelle in only a large t-shirt, huddled together for warmth. I reached my hand down without looking and grabbed hold of a leash, unclipped it from the floor hook, and gave a sharp tug.

I heard a startled cry and Amanda popped up next to the bed, looking flustered and scared. Good, I thought, I hadn’t yet violated Amanda. Michelle had received a brutal anal fuck, her first of many, last night because of her malice towards me.

I loved Amanda’s body, and I admired it for a moment before proceeding. She was a previously athletic girl who had gained some weight, so she had an interesting shape. Unlike lifelong fat women, who are just fat and disgusting all over, I could still see a great form in Amanda’s body. But this great form was carrying thirty or forty extra pounds in her ass, hips, belly, and mammoth tits thanks to a year of greasy fast food and beer pong.

I pulled the sheet off of myself and yanked hard on the leash, bring Amanda’s chunky body down onto me in a heap. I held the leash by the part closest to her throat and roughly pulled her until she was on all fours straddling my legs, her face hovering an inch above my boxer shorts. I flexed my hard cock, and the bulge in my shorts jumped and bounced off her face. Amanda didn’t move, she showed neither resistance nor enthusiasm, and I thought that she would likely be the easier of the two to train.
I held Amanda with my right hand and with my left I reached off the bed and took a firm grasp around Michelle’s neck. She gagged and gurgled as I restricted her air supply.

“Good morning slaves,” I said and loosened my grip on Michelle’s throat.
“Good morning master,” Amanda whispered up to me. Michelle was silent. I clamped hard on her, choking her and smiling as I felt her squirm on the floor. After a few seconds I released and let her cough and catch her breath.

“Amanda got it right, the correct response was ‘Good morning master’.”
“Good morning…. Master…” Michelle whimpered, still coughing.

“Okay, Amanda will be rewarded for being such a good slave. Amanda, I will let you eat my cum. If I ever feel either of you have been good girls, you will get this as a reward. Now, it occurred to me that you’re both here essentially because of your bitchy little mouths. Michelle, after treating your parents like shit, you had the audacity to give them a bitchy attitude. Amanda, after also taking advantage of your parents, you also embarrassed them by winding up on the internet with a countless number of cocks in your mouth. So I’ve decided your punishments should be specially tailored to deal with this issue. Your mouths, like the rest of your body, are my property, and right now I’m not very happy with either of them.”

With that I instructed Amanda to pull my boxers down. She did slowly, revealing my large and bulging erection. She tried to remain indifferent, but I knew enough to notice a sparkle of lust in her eyes as she inspected my cock up close. My left hand slid up from Michelle neck and settled on her lips.

“Open,” I instructed. Amanda did, opening her mouth wide and pushing her tongue out. I slapped Michelle hard.

“That meant both of you!” I said. Michelle reluctantly complied and only parted her lips slightly. I pulled Amanda’s slutty mouth down onto the head of my cock and held her there. I then roughly pried Michelle’s mouth open, eliciting a weak cry from her as I began rolling her tongue between my thumb and forefinger. In position, I told Amanda to start sucking me. She did, and it was clear quickly that she had sucked cock a lot. Her mouth was expertly working me right away, her tongue lapping at my shaft and massaging my head, and even her most conservative strokes took in half my length.

I pushed all four fingers into Michelle’s mouth, spreading it wide, and told her to keep it that wide open until told otherwise. I explored Michelle’s mouth with two fingers, poking and probing along her tongue, inside her cheeks, and around her teeth to let her know that I owned her little mouth. I did this while Amanda sucked my cock on her own power, I was starting out gentle with both of them.

After a few minutes of this I turned it up a notch. I pulled hard on Amanda’s leash, burying my cock up into her throat, and I felt the wonderful clenching of her gagging throat. I held her there, feeling her throat struggle with my cock and her now useless mouth just pour thick saliva down my cock.