Total Control 2: By Choice

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by Alan Horn


  "Jack," I said, "that was even before we got Regina. Did you want me as your slave even then?"

  "Anna," Jack said, "I had already met Sir Robert's and Dr. Benoit's girls by then. They were quite happy and made their masters ecstatic. Of course I wanted you and I to be as happy as they were, so I started considering it."

  Jack, I feel like I am your property and I like it. I guess I know a little how Regina feels. Except you can take these off me whenever you like and she will always wear hers and be your property."

  "Anna, would you like to be my property, just like Regina?"

  Anna paused, then said, "Jack, you are already my master and I am your property as well as your wife. I like wearing these cuffs and your collar. They make me feel submissive and they arouse me. I would love being your slave. But I can't compete with Regina for your love. She has been trained and conditioned to be a walking, talking sex bomb. I am not that way, no matter how much I want to be."

  "Anna, you have not answered my question. Would you like to be my property, just like Regina?" Jack reiterated.

  "If I could be as good as Regina, yes, I think I would love it as much as she does," Anna admitted. "But I would die from embarrassment if any of my friends saw me like Regina."

  "No, my love, you would not," Jack contradicted her. "Regina did not die of embarrassment when you and I saw her. Whatever embarrassment she felt was overcome by her obedience. I daresay she got over her embarrassment as soon as she orgasmed."

  "Anna, my love," Jack said, " You were fantastic last night and I love seeing you in the collar and cuffs. I want you to wear them always. Your appearance has given me a stiff cock . You are the most erotic thing I have seen besides Regina."

  "Jack, you can't mean that." I said, "I can't wear these and still do my work around the estate. And what do you mean Regina is more erotic than I am?"

  "I'm sorry, Anna," said Jack, "but Regina is a full slave. She's been trained. She is always naked and eager to copulate. She is submissive and obeys totally, and she is always aroused. Its impossible for any free woman to compete with her."

  "Does that mean you like her better than me, Jack?" I asked.

  "Of course not, Anna, I love you. With her its just sex and she is always available, and obedient. I lust after her. She's never too busy or doesn't feel like it. She lusts after sex like a moth to a light. You're my love and I respect you. So the real question is whether you would be happier if enslaved? Think hard about that and if you want it I can arrange it. I will love you either way. If you decide you want to be my slave, there are three things I want you to know. You will receive exactly the same training and equipment as Regina. I will use the same rules for both of you. Once you are a slave, you cannot change your mind. Only your owner has the power to free you."

  I said, "I will think about it. Would you unlock me now?"

  "No, not yet. Come with me," Jack said.

  He led me clinking downstairs into Regina's room. Regina was locked in her cage. She was laying on her small bed reading a book. She knelt facing us. Her eyes widened as she saw me wearing a collar and my hands chained in front of me. I knew my ankle chains were hidden by my dress, but I'm sure she heard their clatter, so like her own footsteps. He unlocked my manacles and said, "Remove your clothing."

  "But Jack, I don't want to be naked. Regina is here and what if Stevens comes down?" I pleaded.

  "Regina won't see anything new. If you are obedient, I may lock the door. Now strip," Jack ordered.

  I stared at Regina and slowly took off my clothes and dropped them on the floor. Regina's face was serene. Her face showed surprise, worry, joy and finally settled into a knowing smile. I was naked, wearing only shackles and collar. Jack, standing beside the pillory said, "Come here."

  I clattered and clinked to him and he said, "Bend over and put your wrists and neck in place." I put my neck into the center semicircle and gathered my hair to the right side, away from Regina. Jack lowered the bar and locked it in place. He removed my shackles, spread my feet and tied my ankles in place. "Now, he said, I'm going to whip you and let you see what Regina feels."

  I heard him moving behind me but saw nothing. He said, "You will receive twenty strokes. Count them out loud and thank me for each one or I will start over. Show proper respect by addressing me as Master." The next thing I heard was the swish of the whip and my bottom exploded in pain. I gasped at the sharp cut of the whip. It felt like I had been cut in two. I screamed as the pain flowed through my body like fire. I fought my implacable bonds, desperate to escape, but they didn't budge. I pleaded, "Jack, you're killing me I can't bear it. Stop, Oh stop, please, my love."

  Jack said, " Disrespect and no count, should I start over, or would you like to correct yourself?"

  I couldn't bear even one more stroke. I wailed, " One, Master, One, Thank you. Please stop. I can't bear it."

  Jack said, "You are under the same rules as Regina. Do you recall the punishment for objecting to a punishment decreed by a master?"

  I mentally recoiled. The same rules as Regina. He was treating me as his slave. I had not agreed to that! But what could I do? I felt myself calming. I knew the rules. I knew Jack was my Master. I knew he loved me. I felt submissive joy. I said, "Master, I did not know what rules I must follow. If I were Regina, my punishment would double for complaining. Please forgive your obedient slave, Master." I was not sure whether this was a role I was playing, or my new reality, but it didn't matter now.

  Jack said, "Since you are new to your slavery, I will forgive you this one time." Again I heard the whish of the whip and again fire blossomed through me. It hurt, but less than before. I gasped at its embrace of my soul, then I said, "Two, Master. Thank you. May I have another, please?" I knew I had admitted I was a true slave. I had shown my master and my companion in slavery that I had joined her. I felt the joy of the sisterhood of slaves. I knew I would join her in that cage sometime soon. I

  I regained my senses and realized I had survived and the overwhelming pain in my ass had subsided. Now it was a dull ache and I was aroused. I could remember reaching twenty and Jack saying he would let me rest. I must have fainted. When I awoke, I could feel my love juices running down my leg. My ass felt a little sore, but much better than I expected. "My God," I thought, " A whipping does arouse me. I could get used to this."

  I heard Regina say, "Mistress, Master really lit into you. Do you still want to be a slave, now?"

  I knew I was already one, even if only in my mind. I turned my head in its confining oak and looked at her. I said, "Regina, I know it sounds silly, but I have been thinking that I might like to be a slave. This was a test of my resolve. If you could, would you like to be free?"

  She said, "No, Mistress. I love my life now. I get whipped like you were, but I feel wonderful, I don't have any grief or worry. I'll never get fat, I don't have to worry about money or shopping, and I get more sex than I ever thought possible. The work here is easy and everyone is strict but nice. I've never had it so good. I would like to have my hands free sometimes, but I can do everything I need with these chains, so its not important."

  I knew all these things. I guess I just wanted reassurance. I said, "So you think I would like slavery, too?"

  She took a minute, and said, "I was married to Master Jack once too. I once had fine clothes, upstanding neighbors, the respect of most people. If I knew then what I know now, I would have riveted my own collar on my neck. The difference in my two lives in indescribable. Despite my chains and rings, I am much freer and happier than before. If I was you, I would cast my clothes aside forever and dive headfirst into my chains."

  She stood and displayed herself to me. She said, "Look at me, Mistress. I am ringed and chained. I am locked in a cage. I have a leash always on me. I am helpless and made to do anything any free person wants, no matter how young or able they are. Yet I know I an beautiful and the mere sight of me brings joy to everyone who sees me. I am everyone's perfect dream of lust fulfilled. I am a sex
goddess and loved by all. I am the wet dream of every man and woman. Everyone desires me and this fills me with joy. To be helpless and yet hold the power to make everyone feel joy is indescribably wonderful. In my submissive obedience I have become a beacon of hope, of longing fulfilled for all who behold me. I am WOMAN. Set your fears aside, Mistress. Of course you will like being a slave. You are already pretty. Slavery will make you a beautiful goddess and fill you with endless joy."

  WOW. I already loved Regina, but her passion was overwhelming. Even from my strained vantage, she shone like a beacon in the dark room. I couldn't speak. I wanted Jack to come back. I wanted my proper rings and chains. I wanted to be just like Regina.

  I couldn't tell how much time passed. My ass was sore and my loins were hot. My thoughts wandered over the past days events. Through my whipping, to my current rampant lust. How could I cope with slavery. I never considered not being enslaved. I was so much more alive when Jack controlled me. Every sensation was extreme. All my past life was drab and colorless.

  I mused on how Regina and I would coexist. Would we be chained together at night when Jack didn't want our company? Could Jack forgo both of us? Unlikely, but he could do anything he wanted with us. He might let the servants use us for sport. What would it be like having slave girl to slave girl sex? Who would be dominant. Which of us was the stronger?

  I felt my love juices running down my thighs. "God," I thought, I'm sopping wet just by thinking of sex with Jack and Regina. I really am a hot, randy, slave girl. I wish Jack would come back and have me. I need him in me. I need to submit to him. Now, please God." She heard the bolts being thrown on the door. "He's back, finally." I called out, "Master, oh Master. I've missed you."

  Footsteps, slow and heavy. Coming closer. They stop. The heavy, obdurate timber forces me to look only at the wall. A hand is laid upon my ass and strokes it. Finally, Jack says, "You are most beautiful when locked up. The sight of your body forced into immobility to await my pleasure is breathtaking. I would see you thus fixed often. My rod is stiff. Have you found any truths in your solitude, my lady?"

  "I have discovered that I am a true slave, Master. I have learned that I desire only to wear your chains and rings. I have discovered that I need your touch. No matter whether it is to discipline me or to use me for your pleasure, but I hope you will enter my body often. I have discovered a need to equal Regina in contest for your love. I want to pleasure you, my Master. It is my hope that you will permit me to have the same training as Regina. That I might be the best slave of my master. I have learned that I want to submit to you, my Master."

  Jack felt my pussy and found it well lubricated. He freed his cock and pushed it into my pussy. I was wet and hot and wide open. He slid in easily and I bucked and moaned. My pleasure was rampant. The slippery friction of him pushing into me and pulling out was driving me crazy. I wanted to come so bad. I swayed my hips back and forth, in a vain attempt to push myself further onto his cock. But the pillory permitted me no play in that direction.

  My neck and wrists were fixed and could not move. My legs flexed just enough for him to feel my exertions. He grew inside of me and his thrusts increased in strength and depth. I was sure he was close to coming, but in total control of all the action. He kept up a slow in and out, stretching out the act. I was moaning louder, saying "Now, Master, Please, Now." I repeated it like a mantra, punctuated by gasps and moans.

  He was enjoying the pleasure of the slippery friction. Feeling his member getting larger and he loved controlling Me so completely. I was on the brink of my orgasm, but couldn't reach it unless he allowed it. When he tired of the game, he slapped my ass cheeks while he was still deeply embedded in me. Right, Left, Right, Left and we both came together.

  After he was spent, he stayed in me, enjoying the feeling of my body spasming around him. My moans increased when I came and died down as I recovered. Finally he withdrew and cleaned himself. I still wore his collar and was locked in the pillory, but I didn't mind. It was my chosen place to wait for my Master and just obey.

  Jack released me from the pillory. He told me to clean up and I did so. I walked back to him and knelt at his feet. He said, "Submit, slave." My heart thrilled at the word 'slave' for I knew it to be true. I spread my knees wider, and kissed his feet. I remembered what Regina had said when she submitted, then said, “Master, I am Anna, your slave. I am your property forever and will obey you completely in all things. Command me Master.”

  Jack said, "Anna. I accept you as my slave. Kneel properly."

  I spread my knees wide, crossed my wrists behind me, thrust my breasts out, and looked at the floor. "Good," he said, "Stay." He went to the dresser and took out a handful of chains, meant for me of course. He locked leg irons on my ankles and manacles on my wrists. These were joined by a separate chain. He walked to stand in front of me and said, "Lift your head," I complied and he locked a chain to the front of my collar. He tugged on the chain and I stood. He led me to Regina's cage, unlocked the door and led me in. My leash was locked to a ring. Regina and I could embrace, but she was kneeling and I did too.

  My Master said, "you may enjoy each other's company for a while. I must tend to business. Enjoy." He left and locked the cage door.

  After he left the basement, we looked at each other, two chained slaves. Locked in a cage and told to enjoy each other. We both smiled and Regina said, "welcome to your new home my mistress."

  I smiled back and replied, "your mistress no longer. Now I am your sister slave."

  Regina said, "Oh no, Mistress. I am a true slave and my chains are permanent. Yours may be unlocked by Master Jack. I am branded and officially enslaved. Too, I have submitted to you. Now, you are playing the role of a slave, even though you may be a natural slave in your heart."

  I smiled and replied, "I fear not. Your submission to me was dissolved when I submitted to my Master. I am now his slave and I can now own nothing, not even your submission. We are equal and he will not remove my chains, nor do I want them gone. I am a natural slave and relish my submission. Let us be equals and less than the dust below our master's feet. May I pleasure you my sister slave?"

  "Oh, yes, my sister. Pleasure me," she said, laying back on her chained arms and spreading her legs.

  I lowered my mouth onto her pussy and smelled the sweet scent of woman. I used my tongue and lips as she had taught me. I drew it out for long minutes until finally I let her come. The sounds of her orgasm were as sweet as her nectar. Eventually, she raised her head and said, "you were wonderful. You have drained me." I raised up and looked at her erotic, chained nudity.

  I said, "am I still your mistress, or just another slave?"

  Regina looked me in the eye and said, "Thank you for your love, SLAVE."

  I laughed and said, "You are welcome, SLAVE." And we both laughed and I said, "my turn, slave. Pleasure me!" and I lay back on the bed and spread my legs.

  ...

  My Master took Regina and I out of the cage. He said, "Open your mouth," I did and he inserted a large, red ball gag into it and strapped it tight. I looked up at him, my lips curling happily into a smile around the gag.

  "Today my beloved wife," said Jack, "I am taking you to London to begin training for your new life."

  "The life of my dreams," I thought, "I hope I'm not making a mistake. Oh, well, too late now."

  He pulled up on my leash and I stood. I looked at Regina and she, kneeling again, smiled and nodded her head to me.

  Chapter 15 - Homecoming

  "Sir," said Stevens, "She's here."

  Jack stood up from his desk, "Wonderful. I'll go meet her. Get everyone together in the library in, oh, an hour, to welcome her back. Also, ask Holly to come help me greet her." "Very good, sir."

  A large yellow and blue covered wagon was parked in the courtyard. Two men were lowering its tail gate when Jack emerged from the house. "Sir Jack Hedley?" asked one of the men?

  "Yes" Jack said. "Just sign here sir and she's all your," he said. "She
's already all mine," he replied, taking the clipboard and looking in the wagon. The other man said, "I have a box of her things for you sir. He handed Jack a box containing the chains she had worn to the asylum.

  There were three women in the wagon. He recognized Anna, Sally, and Louisa. They were all in slave attire. Ankles chained, hands locked behind them, collared and ringed, but otherwise naked. Anna was closest to the back. Jack said, "Welcome back, slaves." They all responded, "Thank you, Master."

  A heavy chain was threaded through their legs. The second man unlocked the end of the chain from the back of the wagon and told Anna to come to the back. She slid along the bench and the man unthreaded her from the wagon chain. Jack signed the delivery receipt and the second man lifted Anna down and placed her in front of Jack. She immediately went to kneeling display.

  "Jack said, "Stand up." He wrapped me in his arms and kissed me, long and hard. I almost came, standing in my Master's arms. I wanted the kiss to last forever. But with my arms locked behind me, I was unable to prolong it. I just pushed my body against my Master and hoped. The wagon pulled away before he broke the kiss.

  I understood that a girl lost all rights, including marriage and inheritance when enslaved. A slave may not own property. She is property. But I still thought of my Master as also my husband. I wonder what he thought of me now that I must obey his every command?

  Jack released me and I assumed the standing display position. He said, "Holly, take my new slave in and freshen her up. You have whip rights over her, but for cause only. I want her clean, and presentable. Fix her hair, shave her pussy, add light makeup, polish all her metal, and add a touch of perfume. Have her in the library in an hour."

  Holly stepped up to me and took hold of my nose leash and said, "One hour, Sir. Come slave."

  Jack followed them into the house carrying the box with Anna's old chains. He put them in a closet just inside the door. He found Stevens and asked, "Stevens, do you remember the ceremony we had for Regina when she met the staff?"

 

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