by Kim Knight
Before she could answer, her Master’s voice echoed up the stairs, ‘What the fuck are you doing up there, we have to go! I’ve got a couple of buyers coming over to the club within the hour!’
‘Coming!’ Maria called back and then moved to sit on the bed beside Alex, spreading her legs to reveal her naked pussy beneath the folds of her skirt. ‘Be fucking quick!’
With a tired sigh, Alex slipped between Maria’s thighs. She worked quickly at her pussy, licking and sucking the aroused flesh and listening to Maria’s sighs and groans to make sure she was doing it right. The sound of her arousal sent Alex’s own fingers to her pussy lips and she quivered uncontrollably as she worked hard to bring Maria quickly to climax. She came a few moments after Maria and then the two of them hurried downstairs.
Marshall noticed the red flush on their necks and curled his lip angrily, ‘Didn’t you get enough this morning?’
Maria smiled and stroked his shoulder, ‘Don’t be annoyed, baby, I can’t help it if just thinking about what you did to me this morning got me all hot again.’
He grabbed her hair and pulled her face to his, smothering her mouth with a bruising kiss before pulling away and glaring at her. His fingers twisted in her hair, ‘Maybe one day you’ll let me do what I really want to do to you ...’
She smiled and pulled away from his grasp, ‘Baby,’ she laughed, ‘you know I don’t swing that way.’
‘Supposing I didn’t give you a choice?’
Alex couldn’t help but smile at the fear that flickered across Maria’s face as she fought to find an answer, ‘I’ve helped you to turn your fortunes around ... don’t forget that. Would you really want to lose me?’
He was thoughtful for a moment and then his eyes shifted to Alex who quickly lowered her gaze, ‘Fine,’ he replied, ‘but I want a replacement ready for when this one sells.’
The meaning of his words didn’t fully sink in at first and by the time they did, he had already left to get the car out of the garage.
‘That’s right, bitch,’ Maria smiled, ‘You’re going to get a new Master.’
***
Alex pulled her knees to her chest and curled as tight as she could, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to stop herself from hearing as well.
‘... no good,’ the man finished saying as he buttoned his shirt and then pulled his pants on over his slick, sated cock.
‘No fucking good?’ Marshall demanded.
The man glanced at him as he pulled his trousers on, ‘She’s stronger than I thought, I’ll give you that.’
She felt her Master’s gaze and shivered as his eyes studied the welts that lined the skin he could see. Her breasts and inner thighs were similarly marked, with the man’s come drying on her bruised buttocks.
‘Good, what more could you ask for?’
The man laughed and pulled on his socks and shoes, shaking his head, ‘I said she was stronger than I thought ... not that she was strong enough.’
‘She’s had a hard week,’ her Master grumbled, running his hands through his hair.
Alex gave a small whimper as memories of the stream of Masters, prospective buyers, who had enjoyed her over the past six days. Their faces had all rolled into one, the taste and feel of them just a jumbled in her mind. The climaxes, which had seized her, had robbed her of much of the details. She had lived only to serve the unknown men as best she could or suffer her Master’s wrath. But none had wanted her and all had left with the feel of her Master’s anger boiling the air.
‘We’ve been friends a long time, Gary, so I’ll give you some advice for free,’
‘For free?’ Marshall snarled, waving at his curled slave.
The man shrugged, ‘Whatever ... anyway, my advice is to leave selling that slave for a year or more ... get her better trained and then try again.’
‘She is bloody trained ... didn’t she do everything you asked?’
‘Yeah, and she loved every moment.’
Alex whimpered again, wanting to scream and call him a liar, even as the truth of his words brought tears to her eyes.
‘But it’s not her that’s the problem, it’s her ... pedigree.’ The man finished dressing before he continued, ‘Everyone knows that she was trained from scratch and everyone knows who trained her. There’s a weakness there, can’t you see that? She was trained by an ill-disciplined slave and that will show eventually.’
Marshall’s anger dripped like venom from each of his words, ‘My slave was not ill-disciplined.’
‘Really?’ the man looked around, ‘So, where is she?’
‘Get the fuck out,’ Marshall snarled.
‘Okay, but just one more thing ... you’ve heard that Jake is giving a demonstration at the Hearts and Spades?’
‘What of it?’
‘Well, I know that you think the club is a little too poncey for you, but there will be a lot of Masters and Mistresses there ... including Jake’s daddy.’
Marshall was thoughtful for a moment before he said, ‘Hmm, the First has a way of seeing something in new slaves ... if I could convince him that this slut would be worth the time ...’
‘I’ll see you there then?’
Marshall nodded, ‘Indeed you will.’
Endings
‘And it wasn’t long after that, that I saw you ...’ Alex whispered, her red-rimmed eyes staring at her friend.
Mia stared back, the images of Alex’s unbelievable story rolling through her head. But was it really anymore incredible than her own?
‘Say something ... please,’ Alex whispered.
She didn’t know what to say and her silence clearly frightened her friend. She opened her mouth but no words would come. She shook her head angrily and Alex shrank away from her. ‘No ...’ Mia said quickly, ‘... it’s not you ... it’s ... it’s ...’ Before she could say anymore the door was thrown open and two men entered. Ignoring Mia, they dragged Alex to her feet.
The two women locked stares for a moment before Alex whispered, ‘My Master it putting me in your next demonstration. ...’
The words hung in the air as she was dragged out of the room. Mia heaved a deep breath and exhaled as a sob. Her hand covered her mouth as tears rolled from the corners of her eyes. Emotions collided within her, a turmoil of grief and self-loathing. But one over-riding emotion came to the fore and she wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. She had to make this right.
Taking a deep breath, she left the room and returned to her Master.
‘S, are you okay?’
At first she thought that his concern was for her performance in the forthcoming demonstration but his eyes spoke of more than that. He was genuinely concerned about her.
‘Master, I’m fine,’ she smiled, lowering her gaze for a moment.
‘You look unwell.’
‘I had a shock, that’s all.’
He didn’t question her further, instead he turned and led her to the stage. Before she climbed the steps to take her place once more, she leant towards him and asked, ‘Master, have I pleased you so far?’
‘Of course, as always.’
‘And Master, if I please you further, may I ask for a reward?’
He smiled and nodded, ‘Whatever you desire, just name it.’
‘Master, I’d like a pet.’
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