When he let go of her head, she stood up, studying him with moist eyes. “Much better, Pretty Baby.” He led her out of the stall towards the equipment room. Danni was already waiting for them as Antonio clipped her to the post. Becka was brought in a few minutes later sporting a red welt across her thighs.
“The Master has arranged for their property markings this afternoon,” Antonio informed Arturo and Diablo. “We need to get a full workout in this morning, because they’ll be on light duty for the next two days.”
Paige did not like the sound of that. What were property markings? Even if it did get them out of training, she doubted the trade-off was worth it. “We’ll do weights first, then the treadmill and wheel.” The trainers grabbed the leashes and headed towards the exercise machines.
The weight machines were fitted with a harness that crossed between their breasts and had back and waist straps. Danni’s ran down the outside of her synthetic breasts and attached to the belt in the front. Two chains clipped to the back shoulder straps. “Arturo, build her up slowly, no more than twenty pounds this week. We need to build up her shoulders and sides. She can’t use her chest muscles as aggressively as Copper and Baby.”
Arturo nodded that he understood and placed a ten pound weight on the machine. Diablo and Antonio put twenty pound weights on their ponies’ machines to start with. The girls walked forward lifting the weights and stood until they were directed back to rest again. Becka and Paige were panting, lifting thirty pounds by the end of the session.
The girls spent half an hour at various speeds and inclinations on the treadmills. By the time they were led into the arena and the hideous wheel, they were tired and sweating. Finally, they were brought back to their stalls for their predictable, bland lunch.
CHAPTER VIII. ISLAND PROPERTY
Alyssa woke up late. Chayton was gone and Ayden was smiling down at her, rolling a strand of her hair between his fingers. “Good morning.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss across her lips as her face flushed, remembering the intimacies of the previous night.
“Let’s get cleaned up and get something to eat. I’m starving.” Ayden took her hand and led her into the bathroom in their room. She brushed her teeth while he started the shower. The two of them were still naked and he guided her under the warm water.
Alyssa leaned forward, facing into the black tile wall. She flinched as Ayden started massaging scented soap onto her back and shoulders, then she began to relax. She reached for the shampoo but he stopped her. Apparently, he intended to wash her, and she shrugged and stood still. As he started washing her hair, she reached for the bath sponge and soap and began washing his chest, deciding it was stupid to just stand there after what had transpired last night.
Ayden had not been this happy in a long time and he reveled in the touch of her little hands bathing him. He reached down to wash her pussy and smiled as her hand tentatively reached out to wash his penis and balls. Ayden could feel her tense as he hardened under her hands and he pulled her close in a hug. “Not to worry, Alyssa. I’m not allowed to have sex with you without the Master’s permission.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” she smiled weakly.
Ayden brushed a quick kiss across her forehead and grabbed a towel. After he dried her off, he brushed her hair. It was becoming a favorite pastime for him. He retrieved a tan dress from the bottom drawer, and when he pulled it over her head Alyssa had the uneasy notion that she was his personal plaything. I guess that’s what I am, she thought dismally. Ayden donned his loincloth and they headed for the kitchen.
He asked for their breakfast to be brought out by the pool. Ayden explained it was one of the few places they could sit on the chairs and it made him feel better. Alyssa agreed and told him she appreciated the consideration. They walked out to the patio and her heart sank. Chayton was sitting at the table.
“We forgot my leash,” she said in a panic, afraid she would be punished. “We have to go back before he sees us.”
“Too late.” Ayden kept guiding her to the table.
Alyssa assumed her resting stand position with her eyes lowered and tears already forming at the thought of being whipped again. “I’m sorry, Master,” she whispered.
Chayton looked a little confused as he lifted her chin to look into her eyes. “Why are you sorry, Alyssa?”
“I forgot the leash, Master,” she said miserably and the tears fell.
“I see. Do we need the leash today?” he asked her.
Alyssa was unsure of the answer, and nervously replied, “I am supposed to be leashed until I am trained, Master.” She was pretty sure that was right.
“Give me a good morning kiss and enjoy your breakfast,” he said.
He was smiling and Alyssa was confused. Dutifully, she leaned over and quickly pecked his lips, and then tried to scurry into her chair to his right. He grasped her hand before she could get away and pulled her into a long, intimate kiss, trailing his fingers between her legs and chuckling when he felt her lubricate for him.
She was red with embarrassment as she climbed onto the barstool. How would she ever get used to this? The servant girl brought their meal and Alyssa silently ate while Chayton and Ayden talked. Her mind was on the events of last night. She had never experienced orgasms like that before, much less two in one night, with two different men. Oh, god. The last boyfriend in Florida had been a good lover, but nothing like the passion she had experienced with these two strangers.
She looked up at Chayton and felt herself stir at his dark, dangerous looks now smiling at Ayden’s eager, innocent expression. The contrast between the blue-eyed blonde and the Master was like day and night. She knew instinctively that passion with the Master would be almost brutal with its intensity, completely balanced by Ayden’s shy, comforting manner. She felt like the rope in a tug of war contest and smiled at the image.
“My little Alyssa is happy today?” Chayton looked bemused.
“Just something I was thinking about, Master,” she admitted.
“Do share. I’d like to know what puts such a pretty smile on your face,” he said. Ayden leaned forward attentively.
Alyssa squirmed a little as she tried to explain. “I pictured myself like the rope in a tug of war contest, Master.” She thought this would make no sense to them, but Chayton understood completely.
“So, you think there is a contest?” he pressed.
“No. That’s not what I mean. I don’t know. I’m confused, Master.” Alyssa gave up.
“I think perhaps you find yourself attracted to two very different men. There is no contest; you are with both of us,” Chayton stated, satisfied they were winning her over.
Alyssa felt the color heat her face as he had indeed mirrored her thoughts. How could she have been aroused by this man who had kidnapped her and turned her into a slave? Ayden had been nice to her. That still did not explain why she felt herself once again getting wet thinking about last night.
Ayden understood as well. He remembered how quickly he had accepted being Chayton’s lover. In the beginning, he had been frightened and uncomfortable with his feelings and he thought it might have had something to do with the stress of being thrust into the new life.
Alyssa could think of no reply and remained silent, pushing her food around her plate. “Ayden, work with her on positions. We have an appointment with Liam at eleven. Helo will bring Rene.”
“Yes, Master,” Ayden replied, giving Alyssa a nervous glance.
After Chayton left, Alyssa asked, “Who’s Liam?”
“He’s the island property marker,” Ayden answered. He definitely did not want to explain this to her. “Come on. Let’s get back to the room to practice.”
Alyssa was suspicious at the mention of this Liam guy, but figured Ayden was not going to tell her any more. She spent the next hour in pain, working through the positions and the roll back to her feet until Ayden seemed satisfied.
Ayden was rubbing lotion on her back when Chayton came
for them. “Rest position.” He smiled as the twins stood quietly, eyes lowered and hands behind their backs. He walked behind Alyssa and did something with her bracelets. When he walked in front of her again, she realized he had attached them behind her back. She shuffled her feet nervously as he attached her leash.
They walked through the living room. Alyssa had not seen the front of the house yet and was surprised at how large her new home was. Helo and Sandi were waiting for them on the front lawn. The big black man was beaming with pride and Sandi looked pitiful. Her hands were hooked together behind her back and she had been leashed like Alyssa. Sandi, however, once again had a leather gag plugging her mouth. She looked desperately at her friend, the former Lindsey.
Helo answered Chayton’s questioning look. “She tried to bite Terrant.”
“Why not a ring?” Chayton asked as the group started walking.
“She shrieks. It’s awful,” Helo admitted.
“You can have her vocal cords severed,” Chayton suggested.
Alyssa looked at Ayden with alarm and he just shrugged.
“I thought I might like to talk to her eventually,” Helo replied. “Maybe I’ll check with medic. I’ve heard they have something they can inject that would temporarily paralyze them.”
“Other than that, how is she working out?” Chayton asked.
Alyssa could not imagine what Sandi, now Rene, was going through. To be converted to this man’s property and presumably shared with the other male slaves must be horrible. Alyssa wanted to hug her in mutual consolation. Rene kept staring at her feet as they walked.
“She balked at taking cock, but she’ll be fine,” Helo replied confidently. “All is well with your female?”
“Alyssa is a perfect match for us. Even she agrees,” Chayton supplied.
Alyssa felt herself blush once again at his words. She never said she agreed they were a match, had she? She studied her surroundings. Everything was lush and tropical as they walked the path to a center hub for the estates. There were several houses and trade shops.
They passed a man sitting on a porch tooling leather and he called out, “I’ll have that other outfit to you this afternoon, Master.”
“Thank you, Nevel. That was quick work,” Chayton answered. The man stood up and their group stopped.
Nevel walked up to Alyssa. “This the new twin?”
“This is her,” Chayton agreed. Alyssa looked down at her feet nervously as the man walked around her. “Eyes up.” Alyssa looked at Chayton.
“Pretty little thing, Master. I’m sure it will fit her fine.” Nevel walked back to his porch.
What kind of outfit would a leather worker make for me? she wondered. She noticed Ayden did not look too pleased either.
A few buildings further down from Nevel’s building, they entered a shop. A huge man with a scarred face came out from a back room and Alyssa moved to hide behind Chayton. Chayton felt her nervousness and smiled at her fear. He decided to have Helo go first with Rene, and took a chair off to the side. Ayden followed with Alyssa still trying to keep Chayton between herself and the new man.
Ayden knelt beside Chayton, and as Alyssa began to lower to her knees, Chayton took her arm and guided her to his lap. He did not want her so overcome with fear that they could not enjoy this.
Helo and Liam secured Rene on a metal table with built in restraints. There were stirrups to tie her ankle bracelets and legs to, leaving her sex wide open. Alyssa was trembling. At first, she watched quietly. At Rene’s first muffled scream, Alyssa buried her face in Chayton’s chest, sobbing quietly in terror while Chayton stroked her back. It seemed more than an hour later when she heard Rene being released.
Alyssa was shaking violently as Chayton helped her to her feet. He reached for the tie on her dress and it slipped to the floor. Rene and Helo were walking out the door when Alyssa looked up, and as Chayton began to guide her to the table, her feet refused to move. She gave Chayton a frightened look and stood still. He leaned down and whispered, “Come, now. You be a good girl,” and pulled her forward.
Naked, Alyssa sat on the edge of the table shaking. “Ayden, comfort your twin.”
Ayden rushed to her side. “Lay down, Alyssa.” She felt his hands gently grasp her shoulders and firmly pull her down while he continued to encourage her. “It’ll be over soon and when we get back to our room, I’ll take care of you.”
The scarred man, Liam, placed a neck strap on her, securing her to the table. Alyssa’s frightened eyes looked frantically at Ayden and she saw his distress. “Ayden, please don’t let him hurt me,” she begged. Her arms were still bound uncomfortably behind her back as Liam secured straps above and below her breasts. “Make him stop. Ayden help me.” Panic was taking over.
Chayton retrieved a rubber ring gag from a door and gripped her chin. “Open and tongue up.” Alyssa looked at the confusing apparatus as she felt one of her thighs spread and secured. She was shuddering violently, as much as the restraints permitted.
“Please, Master. Take me away from here.” She knew it would do her no good to beg him, but she was terrified and tried anyway.
Chayton squeezed jaw harder, piercing her with his dark eyes. “Open,” he ordered. Reluctantly, Alyssa’s trembling lips parted. “Tongue up.” Alyssa did as he asked and she felt the bottom of the ring slide behind her bottom teeth. Her tongue automatically searched the unfamiliar intrusion, giving Chayton time to squeeze the ring and maneuver it behind her front teeth. When he released the ring, it was securely in place.
Alyssa realized she had been effectively gagged against any more coherent talking, but her eyes still pleaded with Ayden. She had been secured to the table and lay naked, her sex and mouth gaping open.
“The medic came by this morning. I think we should save it for last. He gave you instructions?” Liam inquired.
“Yes. He suggested we test it here.” Chayton’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.
“Well, the rest is ready. It’ll be a while. You may as well pull up a seat.” Liam went to the back room as Chayton brought the chair to Alyssa’s side.
She was still whimpering and looking at Ayden. Chayton watched his sensitive lover’s distress and took his hand. “You don’t have to stay,” he said. “I can see this upsets you.”
“She needs me. I can’t leave her, Master.” Ayden ran a finger down her wet cheek.
Liam came back with a bowl and razor. He soaped up her pussy and began shaving the curls. When all the hair had been removed, he applied a lotion. It stung and she tried to shift away. “This needs to be applied twice a day. There’s an antiseptic added to it so it won’t hurt the piercings. Check her in about two weeks. It should have killed all the follicles.” Alyssa understood he had applied a strong depilatory to her naked sex and her teary eyes looked up at Ayden. He commiserated with her, remembering how embarrassed he had been when his own groin was treated.
Liam turned back to the table and fixed a tray with metal pieces. He squeezed lotion onto his fingers and applied it to her nipples. “You’ll only need antiseptic a few days until these are healed.” The dispassionate man focused on his task, ignoring her whimpering as her nipples puckered in response to his experienced ministrations.
Ayden whispered, “Shh. I’m right here.” He ran his fingers lightly over her forehead. Alyssa looked down and saw Liam pick up some forceps and her eyes widened as he approached her hard nipple. She tried to struggle and Ayden tried to comfort her. “Calm down. It will be over in a minute.”
The forceps closed around the bottom of the tight peak forcing blood into the sensitized tip. He picked up a needle that flanged wider on the opposite end from the point and Alyssa tried to scream. “Ayden, keep her quiet. Liam needs to concentrate.”
“Yes, Master.” Ayden leaned down and whispered, “That’s a training ring in your mouth. The reason Master did that instead of a gag like your friend’s is so I can put my cock in your mouth to quiet you. He knows this will upset both of us and he will deriv
e great pleasure from our discomfort. If you can’t be still, I will have to follow his orders.” Alyssa’s eyes widened further.
She felt the sharp needle slide into her sensitive tip and stifled a cry as it was pushed through. A black and gold ring was inserted, crimped together and turned, the melded ends sealed inside her. Alyssa was sobbing at the pain. As Liam applied the forceps to her other nipple she wailed.
“Ayden.” Chayton vacillated between watching the piercing and his distressed twins. The entire procedure was proving to be intensely arousing for him.
“Yes, Master.” Ayden removed his loincloth and straddled her face. He was already erect with anticipation though he felt guilty about the circumstances. He rationalized that she could concentrate on him and get her mind off her ordeal. Alyssa looked up at him, misery etched into her features and he had to close his eyes. He could not bear the pain he saw on her face. Guiding with his hands, he slid his penis though her lips feeling her tongue thrashing wildly to escape his flesh and he thought it felt marvelous.
He could feel the vibrations of her sobbing and pleading against his shaft as her other nipple was pierced and began rocking back and forth, knowing he was not allowed to cum until Liam was finished and Chayton gave him permission. This was now taking his full concentration, and his concern for Alyssa was an afterthought.
The forceps pinched on a labial lip and she shrieked against the thrusting shaft in her mouth. Chayton’s property jewelry was Black Hills gold and the two rings glittered from her nether lips. The final task was an embedded vibrating bead. It would be inserted into her clit and Chayton had the control for it. He smiled wickedly at Liam as he handed him the small box.
Alyssa felt her slit being manipulated. Chayton had noticed her arousal after she was bound to the table, and the piercings added to the juices now flowing from her pussy. Liam worked her clit to a hard nub and once again the forceps pinched blood flow painfully. He made a tiny incision towards the tip and used tweezers to insert the vibrator bead. “Try it before I seal her.” Liam told Chayton.
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