Slave Girl Ch. 01

Brenda shrugged and said, "She's terrified and unsure of what to do. I think she will be ok in a few days, especially after Danielle gets home. I tried to comfort her as best as I could, but I'm not sure if she believed me. This is all new to her and we are all strangers to her. It's not like what happened with me.."

Alexandra nodded silently as she understood the meaning. Brenda and Alexandra had been best friends and lovers for most of their lives. Both had married well and intended to start a family. Alexandra had a daughter, but Brenda had yet to have any children. They had always hoped that they would have one daughter a piece, and that their daughters would be best friends as well. Neither of them cared much for their husbands, but their marriages were what was expected of them. They both came from well to do families who were without male heirs, so they both were required to wed in order to inherit their family's wealth. Alexandra's husband had been the victim of a tragic swimming accident in the pool at the mansion, about a year after her daughter was born. She played the part of grieving widow enough to convince everyone but Brenda of her sincerity. She and Brenda had remained lovers even after they were both married, so nothing really changed for them.

Brenda unfortunately was caught up in a scandal brought on my her husband. He had been defrauding various charitable organizations that Brenda and Alexandra owned. When the news came to life, her husband and Brenda had both been sentenced to involuntary enslavement. Unbeknownst to Brenda, her husband had deposited a lot of the money into her private account. So the authorities had been able to convict her on the grounds that she had benefited from the crime even if they couldn't prove she knew about it.

When she found out, Alexandra had been overwrought with loss and the fear of losing Brenda. She had then secured her purchase and brought Brenda into her own home, under the auspices of being her sex slave. In reality, the slavery of Brenda to Alexandra was all for show, because she was unable to be freed of her enslavement due to the fact that she had been sentenced to enslavement for her "crime." Brenda had never felt like a slave to her lover, and Alexandra never treated her as anything but her lover and best friend in private. But they had been forced to keep up appearances lest the authorities become aware of the situation. Brenda had been so relieved that her friend had purchased her, that when she had first brought her home, Brenda had burst into tears and clung to her for hours before being able to calm down.

Brenda slept with Alexandra in her bed from the very beginning. She had always been treated as an equal, but she did enjoy the illusion of sexual slavery to the woman she loved. In truth, Alexandra had been on the verge of kidnapping Brenda and leaving the country with her and her daughter, if she hadn't been able to secure her purchase. Thankfully that had not happened. Alexandra and Brenda had both initiated Danielle into the pleasures of other women. And while they hadn't always shared the same bed, they could usually all be found together as they feasted on each other's bodies. Alexandra and Brenda had discussed the purchasing of a sex slave for Danielle once she turned 18. They both agreed that it should be a girl her age. They did hope that Angela was able to settle in to her new role as a sex slave to the girl they both treated as their daughter, but were worried as things were not set in stone.

Both Brenda and Alexandra saw the value of the enslavement laws, being as crime was now at an all time low thanks to compulsory enslavement. Though she had purchased Brenda to save her friend and lover from that fate, neither of them disapproved of the practice of keeping sex slaves. They had shared quite a few of the over the years. But since Brenda's enslavement, they had to keep a lower profile. Alexandra had sold all of her former slaves, didn't buy anymore slaves until Angela, and used only freeman for workers around the house. She refused to chance the possibility that it became known that Brenda's enslavement to her was a sham and running the possibility of her lover being taken from her.

Angela still sat silently in the bedroom of the girl that she would soon be servicing sexually. She was not overly nervous about the sex, but more so about her overall situation. She knew that she could be sold at any time if she displeased them. The unknown and unpredictable future threatened to cause her to overcome her at any moment. But at least she wasn't being beaten anymore. Angela sighed and tried to calm herself, as she waited. She began looking around the room and noticed that it was quite normal for a young girl of her age, though obviously from a family with more money. The room was truly a suite. She could see from the bed, that the walk-in closet was in fact bigger than her old room. She was also glad that she had not seen any men around, as she feared what might happen between most men and her in her current situation. In truth, she had always been nervous around men. The females in the house, though obviously over her position in her new life, at least didn't make her cringe away in fear. She just hoped to stay on their good sides.

Alexandra and Brenda dressed again, Brenda in her silk slip and collar, and Alexandra in a red silk robe. They then exited their bedroom and came downstairs as they heard their daughter arrive. They walked to the front door, just as a blonde ball of energy barreled through the door. The girl was the spitting image of her mother, with the same blonde hair and blue eyes. She was now 18 and only an inch shorter than her mother. Seeing her mother waiting for her, the girl immediately dropped her bags and flung her arms around her mom in a crushing hug of laughter. The girl squealed, "Hi, mom. You miss me?"

Alexandra smiled at her daughter's exuberance, as she teased "Why no, Dani. I hadn't even realized you had left. Where did you go and how long have you been gone, young lady?"

Danielle pouted and swatted her mother on the arm, as she said "Oh, come off it. I know you missed me. You sent me twelve texts and at least one email a day. Well at any rate I missed you and Brenda, even if you two didn't even notice I was gone."

Danielle then flung her arms around Brenda and hugged her as well, knowing the truth behind her mother's "slave" since she was old enough to walk. Brenda had always been like a second mom to her, so her mother's and her relationship had never fazed her in the least. Her mother than cleared her throat to get her attention, and said "I have a birthday present for you. She's waiting for you in your room. I think you will like her and enjoy her immensely."

Danielle bounced up and down on her toes, as she asked "You finally got a sex slave for me? Thanks mom. I can't wait to see her. This is going to be great."

Her mother than held up her hand, as she explained further "The girl, Angela, is a new enslavement from the criminal enslavements. She is not a virgin, but has never been with a woman. So you should have a lot of fun teaching her. She is quite nervous and probably more than a little afraid of what's going to happen, so I suggest you take it easy on her for a little while. But please enjoy her, she is yours."

Brenda then added to mostly to Alexandra, but loud enough for Danielle to hear "I think there may be more to her than we know about, as well."

Alexandra and Danielle then turned to face Brenda, as Alexandra asked "What do you mean, honey?"

Brenda frowned and looked over her shoulder to Danielle's room, as if she could see the young girl through the walls. She pictured a beautiful young girl terrified of the unknown and her future, but for some reason not for the reasons that she had originally thought. Brenda finally looked back at her lover as she admitted, "I can't put my finger on it, but I just know that something isn't as it seems. I don't think she is hiding anything from us intentionally or that she is plotting something untoward, but I get the feeling that she may be happy to be here or perhaps just happy to not be home. I can't explain it and though she has said very little, I just get the notion that she could be happy to be here even if she can't even admit it to herself or us yet."

Danielle and her mom continued to stare at Brenda, as they thought over and digested what she had said.

Alexandra nodded as she thought back to their first encounter, the drive to the airport, the plane ride, and arriving here. The girl had not been acting in any way out of the ordinary for a new slave to be acting, but she had to agree with her lover, there was something else going on in the girl's head. Finally deciding that it was better to wait and find out when things settled down and not force the issue, Alexandra turned back to her daughter and said "Just remember, she has no slave training other than what she has been told by the sellers, from me, and from Brenda. So any actions taken by her is probably going to be hesitant but truthful."

Danielle finally nodded, hugged her mom again, said goodbye to Brenda then shot up the stairs with her bags. Danielle burst into her room and squealed as she saw Angela sitting on her bed wearing her collar and silk slip. Angela had not expected the explosion of energy and so jumped and gasped upon Danielle's entry. Angela then quickly bowed her head and breathed out fearfully, "I'm sorry, ma'am."

Danielle smiled as she admired her new slave's beauty. She then said, "I am Danielle, but you will call me 'mistress.'"

Angela quickly corrected herself and said, "Yes, mistress."

Danielle then walk towards the bed and trailed her fingers over the soft skin of Angela's olive colored thigh. Angela was able to keep herself totally still and not shiver or balk from her mistress's touch. She kept her head bowed, as Danielle continued to run her fingers admiringly over her skin.. Danielle then said, "My mother said your name is Angela. Is that correct?"

Angela nodded as she said, "Yes, mistress."

Danielle then tilted her head as she said, "Well, I'm not sure what I want to call you, yet, but I doubt it will be Angela. Hmm...should I call you slave, pet, girl, or maybe something else? What do you think I should call you?"

Angela froze at the question, unsure of what to say. Her only other names that her father and Anthony had called her had not been so nice as what Danielle had just mentioned. She knew that any of those would be preferable to what she was used to. She finally breathed out her beast answer as she said, "Whatever may please you, mistress, I will answer to it."

Danielle moaned softly hearing Angela's answer. She then walked next to her, placed her finger under Angela's chin, and tilted her face upwards as she said "You may look at me."

Their eyes met and Angela immediately wished she could bow her head again, as Danielle's eyes were the mirror image of her mother's eyes. Danielle grinned as she said, "Mommy tells me, that you have never been with another woman before. Are you excited to serve me as my sex slave?"

Angela hesitated in her answer, remembering being told not to lie but also knowing that the truth would probably get her into trouble with her new mistress. Danielle saw the hesitation in Angela's eyes and smirked. She decided to let her off the hook, by saying "Don't worry, you will come to love the taste and feel of my body. Women are much better lovers than men. We can go for hours, without rest unlike a man. Just imagine the pleasure you will be a part of with me. We might even play around with mommy and her slave Brenda. That could be hot. The four of us enjoying the pleasures of our womanly bodies together. I want to see the rest of your body, so take that off and come stand in front of me."

Knowing that this was now heading towards sex but being glad that she hadn't had to answer and more questions, Angela answered "Yes, mistress."

She then pulled the silk slip over her head and laid it down gently on the bed. She then climbed up off of the bed and stood before Danielle. Danielle smiled as she moved her hands to roam across her new slaves sexy body. She groped Angela's breasts and rubbed her nipples, as she watched for any signs from Angela either of disgust, revulsion, anger, or fear. Seeing nothing but submission, Danielle circled her and ran her fingers across her ass cheeks. She groped Angela's ass in both hands as she leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "Mmm...you have a sexy ass. I like your body. No wonder you aren't a virgin. If you had been my girlfriend before you were enslaved, I would have fucked you at every opportunity. I would have left you panting and moaning my name as you orgasmed again and again. But that's ok, you can still do that. Go on, say my name."

Angela was able to breathe out, "Mistress."

Danielle smiled at hearing her slave address her properly, even in this very intimate moment. Danielle continued, "I've always wanted my very own sex slave. Mmm...and now I have you. You do wish to serve your mistress, don't you? You will do anything and everything I order you to do, wont you?"

Angela had never been talked to like this, but was able to stutter out "Yes, mistress."

Danielle then smirked and continued to circle her slave and stopped directly in front of her. Danielle then traced her slave's face and jaw line with her fingers, as she breathed out "I want you to enjoy this. Will you enjoy this if I tell you to?"

Angela, still scared and nervous, summoned her courage and answered "Yes, mistress."

Danielle then ordered, "Kneel."

Angela fell to her knees without hesitation. Danielle looked down at her slave and said, "Remove my shoes and socks."

Angela untied her mistress's shoes and removed them gently. She then pulled her socks down and off her feet. Danielle continued to smile as she felt her pussy grow wet and said, "Kiss my feet if you are my obedient slave and you acknowledge me as your rightful mistress."

Angela leaned down and placed a kiss to both of her mistress's feet, sealing her acknowledgement of her place. Danielle then breathed out, "That's my good girl. Now stand and remove my shirt and bra."

Angela stood to her feet and grasped her mistress's shirt and pulled it slowly over her head, before laying it gently on her bed. She then reached around her sides and unclasped her bra. She removed her mistress's bra and revealed her crème colored breasts. Angela let out a small gasp as she saw Danielle's nipple's were rock hard and pointing right at her. Danielle heard the gasp and smiled wider, as she said "Kiss my nipples."

Angela bent her head to place a kiss to both of her mistress's nipples. She was stunned to feel the softness against her lips was very appealing to her. Danielle then asked, "Do you think my breasts are pretty?"

Angela acknowledged, "Yes, mistress. They are very pretty."

Danielle moaned at the compliment, even though it was solicited. She then said, "I want you to suck my nipples for me. Enjoy the feeling of my hard nips between your lips."

Angela again bent her head as she grasped a nipple between her lips and began to suck gently. She had never done this, but she knew how sensitive and pleasurable her nipples became when she was turned on. So she did as she thought she would enjoy and began to flick her tongue over her mistress's nipple as she continued to suck with great care. Danielle moaned softly as she enjoyed her slave's attention and obvious interest in her hard nipple. Angela moaned softly against the nipple in her mouth, as she enjoyed her actions despite herself. Danielle had her slave continue with that nipple until she wanted more, as she breathed out "Now the other one. Want to feel you suck my other nipple."

Angela let this nipple slide from her mouth and placed an tender unsolicited kiss to it, before moving her mouth to her mistress's other nipple. Danielle moaned out again as her slave gave this nipple the same attention and affection as her other nipple. Danielle then gently stroked her slave's forehead and breathed out, "Look at me. I want you to look me in the eyes while you are pleasuring me."

Angela slid her eyes upwards and made eye contact with her mistress. She was overcome with how intimate this was becoming. No longer feeling as if she a slave being forced by her owner to service her sexually, but having a beautiful girl tell her what she desired sexually and Angela being willing to attend to her needs. Angela felt her mistress's hand against the back of her head and moaned softly at the sensuality of the moment. Sex for Angela had never been about pleasure for her and her orgasms had always been self-induced. Now she actually felt joy and wonder with what she was doing. Danielle sighed and moaned out, "I want you on your knees, sweet girl. I want to feel your mouth on my pussy."

Angela immediately let her mistress's nipple slide from her mouth and placed a tender kiss to it, before slowly sliding to her knees. Without being told or conscious thought, Angela kissed her way down her mistress's tummy until her face was an inch away from her mistress's pussy. Keeping eye contact with her mistress, Angela slowly leaned forward and began to slide her warm tongue up and down between her mistress's wet folds. Danielle moaned louder now, as she watched her sexy little slave submissively, and perhaps willingly, begin to lick her pussy. Danielle let out a short gasp when Angela's tongue began licking deeper into her pussy without being told. In Danielle's mind her slave's tongue resembled a kitten's licking up a saucer of milk. Danielle looked deep into her slave's eyes as she smiled and asked, "Do you like licking my pussy, kitten?"

Angela whispered out honestly, "Yes, mistress."

Angela continued to lick deeper and deeper into her mistress's pussy. She was surprised and happily eager to comply with her mistress's wishes. She had not expected to enjoy licking another girl's pussy, but the taste, smell, and texture made Angela's own pussy tingle. In the past giving oral sex had been a chore and sometimes punishment to Angela, but she found herself wanting to run her hands over her mistress's bare thighs and bottom just to feel her smooth skin. Angela's eyes closed halfway and it took every ounce of self control not to disobey her mistress and close them the rest of the way, as her own pleasure intensified.

Danielle was moaning softly as she felt her orgasm building quickly. The swiftness being due to finally having her own sexy sex slave to tend to her needs and the fact that her slave seemed to be enjoying it as much as she was. Danielle looked down at her little slave as she continued to delve her tongue deeper and deeper into her pussy. She felt like her slave was attempting to lick every inch of her pussy and hearing her slave's tiny moans only made her orgasm build faster. Danielle wanted to coat her slave's face in her pussy juices. She wanted her property and territory properly marked and known. Not that she intended to deny her mother from enjoying her new slave as much as she intended to, but she wanted her slave, her mother, and Brenda to all know who truly belonged to whom.

Danielle was in fact looking forward to sharing her new slave with the other beautiful women in the house. She was already fantasizing about all of the kinky things the four of them could do to each other. She just intended to keep Angela, or kitten, to herself for a while yet. She didn't want to scare her new slave. She had to ease her into the new situation. That, and she wanted to fuck her senseless and have her slave truly belonging to her, before her mother and Brenda became involved. Danielle smiled as she saw her slave's eyes half closed, as she continued to lick deep into her pussy. She suddenly let out a loud cry, as her slave hit her special spot just right by licking over it with her tongue.