Slave Trade 2

The agreement between the two men was supposed to be a temporary one, merely an exchange of one hot body for another but Jeanie knew that in point of fact, the matter was out of her hands. She knew that if she failed to please, she would be returned to her master and she knew she would be punished for her impertinence. But she knew that if she pleased too well, her new master might try and make the situation permanent.

Her new master brought her home and for a moment, Jeanie wondered what her old master was doing with the slave he had acquired, but then that thought left her and it never returned. It wouldn’t do to dwell on things like that. They were distractions and from Jeanie’s way of looking at it, distractions were bad. She needed to stay focused on her master’s needs and desires.

The man motioned to a room off to the side. “Why don’t you go in there and get yourself cleaned up,” he told her, “and you needn’t bother putting your clothes back on because you won’t be needing them.”

“Yes, master,” the girl replied.

“And you can knock it off with the master crap,” the man added. “You can call me sir. That’s good enough.”

“Yes, sir,” the girl replied.

“Good! You’re a quick learner. I like that. Now, go get cleaned up.”

Jeanie scampered off to comply with the new master’s orders. She fully expected to find a bathroom behind the closed door and that is exactly what she did find. What she didn’t expect to find was a girl, much less two of them, waiting there.

A bath had already been drawn as Jeanie stepped into the room. Both of the women were standing near the tub when she entered. Both of the women were naked. “The master said we should attend to you,” said the nearer of the two of them.

The women were moving towards her and then the two of them were helping Jeanie out of her clothes and soon, she was as naked as they were.

The women were drawing Jeanie towards the tub and then they were drawing her into it. More of a small pool than a large tub, the vessel was big enough to hold all three women and moments later, that was exactly how Jeanie found herself, seated between the two women. She could feel the tits of the woman behind her as the woman pressed her tits against her back, and she could feel the hands of the woman as they reached around her and massaged her own tits.

The other woman sat in front of Jeanie. One hand drizzled hot soapy water over Jeanie’s body even as the other hand worked its way between Jeanie’s legs. Jeanie moaned as she felt the woman enter her and even as she felt the intrusion, she felt the other woman lean in and kiss her.

The woman in front of her moved in closer and suddenly, Jeanie found herself being sandwiched between the two bodies. Soapy water made the skin slick as the women pressed themselves against her and Jeanie couldn’t help moaning again and again as she felt hands and breasts and lips all vieing for her attention.

The woman behind Jeanie stroked some soap into the girl’s hair. “Yeah, that’s right,” she told her, “we’ll get you all nice and clean for the master, but we’re going to get you a little dirty first.

Jeanie couldn’t help moaning as she felt the woman caress her neck and then her breasts. She felt the girl behind her squeeze her tits even as the girl kissed her. She didn’t care what these girls did to her. They could do whatever thay wanted just so long as they kept right on doing it.

The girl in front of her used a sprayer to wash the soap off of her chest and then she was moving forward, pressing her body against Jeanie’s and pressing Jeanie back against the other girl even as she pushed her tongue into Jeanie’s mouth. The girl pulled back and rinsed more of the sudsy water off of Jeanie’s chest only to return again and once again work her tongue past Jeanie’s lips.

Jeanie felt the girl stroke a wash cloth between her legs. The rough terry cloth felt exhilerating as it brushed against her pussy. “Do you like that,” the girl asked. “Do you like feeling that?”

Jeanie could only moan incoherently as the wash cloth continued to strum against her cunt.

The girl kept her eyes locked on Jeanie’s face even as that wash cloth continued to do its work. “Do you like that,” she asked again.

Jeanie moaned. Her body was so hot and the wash cloth was so insistent. She was so close to cumming. She knew she shouldn’t. Her master had long ago impressed upon her that she was not to cum unless he let her, but the feelings between her legs were so intense.

The girl behind her had her hands wrapped around Jeanie’s body. Her hands squeezed Jeanie’s tits and her fingers worked her nipples. “Give it to her, April,” the girl said. “Make that little bitch cum.”

Jeanie gasped as the cloth continued to stroke her and then she could feel it. She could feel her body relenting to the moment and to the inevitable. Her body shuddered as she surrendered herself to the orgasm.

“Oh, that was a good one,” said April as she finally pulled her hand from between Jeanie’s legs.

“It was good,” her friend agreed.

“Oh, it was so good. She came so hard. It was so good. The master’s really going to enjoy that.”

“Well, let’s get her cleaned up then and let’s get her on her way.”

Still reveling in the feelings from her cunt, Jeanie was on no position to offer up an objection to a comment like that, but then it was unlikely that she would have objected anyway. Being a slave meant it was not in her nature to object.

“Come on,” said the girl named April, “let’s get you up on the side of the tub so we can rinse you off.”

Jeanie shivered as she pulled her body up out of the warm water.

“Oooh,” the girl in front of her purred, “she has a shaved pussy. The master is really going to like that.”

“He’s not the only one,” said the girl named April. “I think I want a piece of that little, hairless slit, too.”

Jeanie could feel the girl pushing her legs apart and then the girl was using the sprayer to spray water between her legs and Jeanie shivered, not so much in response to the temperature of the water but to the feel of the water as it beaded and dripped and flowed over her already glistening lips.

Jeanie couldn’t help moaning as the girl plied her tongue between her legs. The tongue would work its way into her little, tiny hole and Jeanie would moan as it probed her. The tongue would flick its way against her softness and then the girl would kiss Jeanie’s aching lips before finally the tongue found its way to her clit and then it would start all over again.

“Oh yeah,” the other girl said enthusiastically, “she likes what you’re doing there, April, so keep on doing it.”

Jeanie moaned yet again as April did just that, sawing her tongue back and forth between Jeanie’s legs. It was good. It was so fucking good.

Jeanie could see the other girl rubbing her cunt as the girl watched April pleasure her cunt. Jeanie moaned and her eyes flickered closed and then open again. She moaned yet again. It felt so good.

“I’ll bet you haven’t eaten a cunt before,” the girl said and all Jeanie could do was moan in response. “Well, I don’t know if you’ve done it before but you’re sure as hell going to eat one now.”

The girl came and stood over Jeanie even as Jeanie sat on the edge of the pool. She grabbed Jeanie by the hair and she bent her head back. “What about it, bitch, do you want to eat some pussy? Sure you do. You want to eat this cunt.”

Jeanie could feel the other girl straddling her face and then she could feel the girl pressing her pussy against her face. She had never eaten a pussy before and yet, suddenly, she had an urge to eat one now.

The girl moaned as Jeanie’s tongue stroked her slit. “Oh yeah, that’s it,” she moaned. “Come on, you little bitch, eat my cunt.”

Jeanie couldn’t help but
moan again as that tongue between her legs took her higher and higher. She was going to cum again. She knew that now. It was inevitable and all the while, there w
as that wet, little pussy smearing its juices all over her face.

Jeanie gasped as her pussy succumbed to that cock. She was cumming. She was cumming again and even as she felt it, she knew that the pussy riding her face was cumming, too.

There was no way she could cum again thought a spent Jeanie but her cohorts had different thoughts. The girl named April layed down by the side of the pool and she fingered her little slit.

“Look at that,” the other girl said. “She is so hot. She wants it. She needs it. She did you and now it’s only fair that you do her, too.”

Jeanie hardly realized that she wasn’t resisting as her face slid down between the girl’s legs. She could hear the moans of the girl as her fingers furiously frigged away at her pussy and then Jeanie was pulling the girl’s hand away, replacing the girl’s fingers with her tongue as she devoured that tasty twat.

She never saw it coming, the hard, long dildo wielded by the other girl but she felt it when it entered her cunt, and she moaned as she felt it turn between her thighs.

Jeanie moaned again as that dildo was screwed even deeper inside her cunt and then her mouth was back again between the other girl’s legs. She needed to make the other girl cum. It was critical that she make her cum.

Higher and higher the two girls went and for Jeanie, all that mattered was the cunt in front and the cock in her snatch. The cunt and the cock. The cock and the cunt. That’s all that mattered. The cock. The cunt. The cunt. The cunt. The cock. The … the … oh fuck.

The girl was cumming harder than she had ever cum before. She kept cumming and cumming until finally, used and spent, she collapsed in a heap on the floor.

She knew the girl were hosing her off but even the cold water did little to douse her fire. If anything, the seductive spray of the water only seemed to make her hotter, so when finally the master returned to claim his prize, she was waiting for him clean and naked, just as he had ordered and hornier than she had ever been in her life.

to be continued …

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