Entrapped Enslaved 11-13 by bav86

Entrapped Enslaved 11-13 by bav86

A master plays with his enslaved schoolgirls , Hey!

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Chapter 11) Thoughts

As I watched my slaves leave I started thinking about how to keep them in my grasp. You see, just ‘easing them into it’ won’t work. I had a few ideas I wanted to try out which would probably make them run to the police to admit their guilt. So, unless I found extra leverage over them I would have to keep our time together relatively tame. I went over my options:

1) Familiarity: If I kept them long enough and slowly increased the ‘intensity’ of our sessions, they would be so used to the things we did it would seem normal to them.

2) Trust/love: If I was able to make them trust and/or love me I could probably get away with more than they would normally tolerate.

3) More blackmail: I was already filming all the filthy things they were doing for me. Blackmailing them even further would be easy. But I would still need to be careful of their ‘critical point’.

4) Lesser of two evils: I could show them that they are actually quite lucky with me as blackmailer. Maybe show them a snuff movie or two to show them how kind I was being.

5) Guilt: I could convince them that they got what they deserved, that they were paying penance for their crimes.

6) Fun: I could try to make them enjoy what I did. Although the fact that they didn’t was a major turn on, maybe just parts of it.

7) Sole provider: If they had nowhere else to turn, with only me to trust and fall back upon, I could keep them for however long I wanted.

8) Multiple personas: If I helped them to create another ‘slave’ personality, they could pretend to themselves nothing ever happened. I didn’t really like this idea: creating ‘zombie’ slaves.

It was a difficult choice, each option had its own drawbacks and advantages. None of them were particularly easy to achieve, or they didn’t have the full effect I was looking for. I would probably stay up the rest of the night thinking about it.

Meanwhile, the girls were on their way home. They had enough to think about and didn’t speak with each other. When they were close to home, at the bridge of our first encounter, to be precise, Danielle stopped her bike. Tessa stopped too and asked Danielle if something was wrong.
“No, I’m fine, but I think we should talk.” Danielle answered.
“Yeah, you’re probably right” Tessa answered as she put down her bike and sat herself on the edge of the bridge. “Ahh, that stings!”
“Your butt?” Danielle asked as she sat down next to her twin.
“Yup, that fucker got me good.” Tessa was trying to be tough, but underneath her masquerade she was seething with anger and shivering with humiliation.
“And your nipple, it probably hurts too right?”
“uhuh, I’ll probably still feel it next week.”
“Yeah, you did break a few of his rules”
Tessa flicked her finger to Danielle and said: “Fuck you, I didn’t ask for this.”
“That’s true, I’m sorry.”
“I hate him. Did you hear him? What we had to do today was just a mild warm up! I’m not even sure if I can repeat what happened today.”
“Well, what do you suggest?”
“I don’t know. I mean, we’ll have to go tomorrow, but we can’t just let him do what he wants forever. What did you think of it anyway?”
“Well, don’t get me wrong, but it could have been worse.”
“WORSE? YOU LICKED HIS CUM FROM THE FLOOR FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!” Tessa stared incredulously at her sister. “What do you mean? ‘It could have been worse’?”
“If you did what he told you you would have been hurt a lot less. Just look at me, I’m fine. Sure my butt hurts a little, but that will be mostly gone by tomorrow. And yeah, the blowjob was disgusting. But the rest wasn’t too bad. Right?”
Tessa couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “What ‘rest’ are you talking about? The part where we were forced to wax? The part where he paraded us around the house like we were dogs?”
Danielle sighed. “Just forget it. You’re right. Lets just go home.”

When the girls got home their dad didn’t even ask what they had done the entire day. He was only interested in their salaries. Once he heard they were bringing home more than a thousand dollars a month he became very happy. He spent the rest of the night drinking and thinking about what he would do with the money. The girls got a good nights sleep in preparation of the next day.

chapter 12) Slave 102

As soon as the fire alarm went I jumped out of my bed. I looked at the security system which indicated a large fire in the garden. I ran to the garden, quickly grabbing a fire extinguisher on the way. Outside I immediately found the source of the fire: my two slaves, my beautiful slaves were on fire! I used the extinguisher to kill the fire. I noticed something very peculiar, the extinguisher was spraying cum all over Tessa and Danielle. When the fire was gone both girls were covered in cum. “Well, you know what happens with cum when it’s not in your mouth. Right slaves?” When they nodded and started licking each other, I noticed the fire alarm was still ringing.

I woke up from the doorbell. Damn, that dream was strange, but strangely erotic too. My cock seemed to agree, I would have to let them take care of that. I opened the gate for them and 10 minutes later they were in the master bedroom. They looked incredibly sexy. I had prepared some tight black hotpants and very very tight and short, white t-shirts. The hotpants gave them both a camel toe. Their stomachs were visible up to a few centimeters under their breasts. The t-shirts were very thin so their nipples were very visible. Even though I had forgot to tell them, they both wore their collars and leashes again.

“Good morning slaves” I yawned.
“Good morning master” They replied.
I was curious how their marks had progressed. “Turn around and show me your crop marks.”
They complied. The marks of Danielle were significantly lighter than those of Tessa. “I hoped you learnt your lesson yesterday” I said as I was pressing on her marks, it probably hurt.
“Yes master.”
“Good, now show me your nipples, Slave Tessa”
She turned around and showed me her nipples. As I suspected, her right one was bluish compared to the other. While I was inspecting Tessa’s breasts I told Danielle to make some breakfast and bring it to the kitchen table. We would come after we were finished here. As she left I turned my attention back to Tessa. “Hmm, your right nipple seems a little sensitive.”
“Yes master”
I leaned over and kissed her while slowly massaging her nipple. I didn’t need to pinch it anymore, her nipples were sensitive enough that massaging was more than enough to get a moan from her. I stopped kissing her and looked into her deep green eyes. “It’s probably best if you’re a little bit more enthusiastic this time, don’t you think?”
“Yes maAAHhaahster, Yes master”
In the middle of her reply I pinched her nipple again.
Not wanting her nipple assaulted anymore she quickly grabbed my cock and started sucking. She was really giving it all her effort this time. I decided to reward her: “Hmm, you’re doing a very good job. I tell you what, if you can keep everything in your mouth and down your throat for at least 10 seconds you can go home for the day.” She immediately gave it her all and tried to swallow my cock as deep as possible. But her tiny untrained mouth just wasn’t up to the task. All she did was make tears come from her eyes. But it was very erotic, such a petite slave girl trying to choke on your cock. On the verge of orgasm I pulled my cock out her mouth, held her mouth open with my hand and used her hand to jack off in her open mouth. Thick white gobs of sperm sprayed all over her tongue and open mouth.
“show me!”
She collected all my cum in a puddle on her tongue.
“Swallow and show me”
She swallowed and showed me her empty tongue.
I petted her head and said: “Good girl, it’s unfortunate that you couldn’t take me whole. Maybe next time”
The look on Tessa’s face when I said ‘good girl’ was fantastic. I really enjoyed humiliating her.