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Kim and Helen were clad in the same dress. Thin straps on the shoulders kept the tight dress from sliding down the body. The bodice barely covering their nipples, though the material was so thin the nipples showed anyway. The hem too short to bend over without exposing themselves, though the tight fit left little to the imagination. When Timothy snapped leashes on his slaves and pulled them towards the front door, Lisa, who had been holding on to Kim as doing so would keep Kim with her forever, ran to the storeroom in tears. Inga did not make an appearance. Karen and Beth, both teary eyed, waved goodbye. A limo was parked in front of the shop. Gawkers got a brief look at Kim and Helen, before they ducked into the limo, in a bit of awe. It still hadn’t sunk into either slave that they were wearing a fortune in gemstones on their neck. They sat quietly, unsure of what the future held for them. Helen was outright scared. Neither had ever been away from the West coast. If Kim had thought selling all she owned and becoming a slave was a new beginning, this was this headstone on her previous life. At the airport, Kim was surprised when the limo bypassed the airlines and headed to the charter service area. At least she and Helen wouldn’t have to sit on an airline flight, basically exposed to anyone who cared to look at them. Kim felt humiliated when Master led them by the leash from the limo into the charter terminal. Every eye in the terminal stared at the 2 blushing women in revealing dresses, and collars, led on leashes. Timothy spoke to the attendant about his flight, then led his slaves towards the restrooms. He wrapped the ends of the leashes around as trash receptacle outside the men’s room. “Don’t move until I return.” Master instructed. “And continue to use Master now that I own you.” “Yes Master.” Kim and Helen responded together. When the restroom door closed behind Timothy, Kim turned to Helen. “Why Helen? Why did you accept?” Kim asked in disbelief. “I had no choice. I have nowhere to go, remember. Mistress TRIED calling other Dominants. None believe I’m 18, or won’t take the chance that I’m not.” Helen explained sadly. “I don't want go back to my mother and stepfather. Why did you agree? You could have found another Master or Mistress in time.” Questioned Helen, also not believing Kim had accepted. “If I went back to the old life while seeking a new Master or Mistress, I may not have come back to being a slave. And…This is what Mistress Inga chose for me.” Kim answered, resting her head on the wall and looking skyward, still not believing what was happening, still feeling it was all a dream. Timothy came out of the restroom, took hold of the leashes, and walked his slaves out of the terminal and out onto the tarmac. I jet was waiting, Timothy’s luggage being taken aboard. Timothy led the slaves onto the plane and sat them each in a seat facing his and removed the leashes from their collars. Timothy didn’t speak until they were in the air. There was no going back until they landed. “You will find I have many of the same rules as your former Mistress. I don’t have a shop taking up my time. You will serve me from the time you wake up until I put you to bed. Domestic chores are a thing of the past. I pay servants to do that work. You are both 100% sexual and dungeon slaves. The only time you will do chores is as a punishment, and since you are both so well-trained to do chores, that punishment will wait until you get used to NOT doing chores. You have a groom assigned to you. She will bathe you, dry you, brush your hair, shave your underarms, legs and pubes, shape your eyebrows, give you manicures and pedicures. She’ll wipe your ass if necessary. She will see to your physical needs after punishments and dungeon time, such as applying aloe, a massage, whatever she thinks you need to be ready to serve me as soon as possible. She will dress you when I choose to take you anywhere off the estate. She will take complete measurements of your body for custom clothing to be tailored. She will see to your diet and ensure you stay as shapely as you are now. She will ensure you are physically flexible for the demands I put on your bodies. You will listen to your groom and obey her as you would me. If you don’t, she has permission to punish you. And then I will punish you because she had to punish you. Do not feel embarrassed around the household staff, gardeners or any other people on my estate grounds. They have seen everything there is to see. They will not touch you unless I allow them to, but they will report to me anything they see you do or hear you say that I might be interested in knowing. Everything is a privilege, from the bed you sleep on, the food you eat, where and how you eat it.” “Kimberly, you told me you enjoyed the Beauty Trilogy, well, you will get a sampling of some of what was in those books. The only purpose the both of you have is my pleasure, in whatever way I desire, trusting that I will not do you permanent injuries and will see that you are safe, and healthy, both physically and mentally. I know you don’t think I care about your mental wellbeing. But believe me, I do. Besides the fact that you can’t properly serve me if you are physically or mentally incapable, is the fact that I want the two of you to serve me faithfully and consensually for the rest of your lives.” “I know you can choose your freedom anytime you want. I intend for you to WANT to remain with me, not because I bought you, and you felt you had no choice or because Mistress Inga wanted you to. But because you choose to. The only thing I will ask, not command, but ASK of you, is give this time to prove choosing to stay is the right choice. What you have seen from me so far has been 2 years of pent-up aggression from having no slave. Give this time. Do either of you have any questions?” Asked Timothy after his long narrative. “How much was I worth?” Kim asked, almost contemptuously, at the thought of being bought. What Master had told them was a bit hard to digest. No chores, a groom to take care of their every basic need as if they were a princess, no working at a job. It sounded luxurious, except for the part about dungeons and a 10-inch cock causing you excruciating pain wherever it pierces you. Timothy stared at Kim. He ignored the fact that she spoke without calling him Master. “One million dollars…each.” Kim’s and Helen’s jaws dropped. “And if you stay for one year, one year from today. If you choose to leave, then, I will give you one million dollars to start a new life.” Timothy said seriously. “Give it one year before you decide.” “What makes you think we won’t wait the year just to get the money?” Kim asked when she got over the shock of having a million dollars paid to purchase her as a slave. “Because you have both shown me that you are both true submissives in your soul. You won’t leave just for the money, a slave isn't concerned about money. Kimberly, you threw over a million dollars into a trash can to stay a slave.” Timothy replied. Again, ignoring that Kim didn’t use the word Master when speaking to him. “And you won’t just resell us when you get tired of us.” Kim asked pointedly. “I’d give you the million dollars before I sell you. And I’ll put that in writing as well as put the money in escrow.” Timothy assured. Kim stayed silent. For a third time, Timothy ignored Kim’s lack of respect. “Helen, have you got a question?” “Yes Master. Why me?” Helen asked, her eyes tearing up. “Because I saw the dedication you had to swallow my cock. And the pride you took when you finally did.” Timothy told Helen with a rare smile. Helen even smiled with pride. “And because I like the way you sound when I hurt you.” Timothy added. That wiped Helen’s smile off her face. “Kimberly, the next time you speak to me without respectfully saying Master, I will make sure you never forget again.” Timothy told her with a menacing glare. “Yes Master, It won’t happen again Master, I promise you.” Kim said. “Master?” Kim said questioningly. “Yes?” Timothy asked with curiosity. “I don’t need anything written down or in escrow. I trust you, Master.” Kim stated firmly. Timothy nodded in reply. Then turn to call the attendant for a drink. Kim took the chance to lean over to Helen and whisper in her ear. “Master, I don’t need anything written down either. Can your slaves do anything to make the flight more enjoyable for you, Master?” Helen asked, at Kim’s suggestion, when Their Master turned back around. “Yes, yes you can. Helen, why don’t you start by seeing if you can swallow me again. And Kimberly, why don’t you climb up on my chair, so I can taste your pussy and clit until it’s your turn to suck my cock.” Master instructed. “Of course Master.” Helen said as she went to her knees and unbuckled her Master’s pants and took out his cock. “As you wish, Master.” Kim said as she stood and straddled her Master's chair and lifted her dress. Helen kissed her Master’s cock head and took it deep into her mouth, forcing back a gag reflex. Kim lowered her sex to her Master’s waiting tongue and sighed as her clit was rolled over by the wet tongue. Helen forced Master’s cock head into her throat and began bobbing her head, moving her lips further and further down the shaft with each downward motion. The attendant arrived with Timothy’s drink, and promptly turned and started sipping it herself as she walked to the rear of the jet. Timothy was quite adept at eating pussy, and Kim was moaning almost from the moment her Master began. Kim’s clutched the chair back while she balanced on the arms of the chair with her knees. Timothy strongly massaged Kim’s rear cheeks, often clutching and digging into her flesh with his fingers. Every once in a while, Timothy would thrust his hips up as Helen began a downward push of her head, catching her off guard and sending more shaft than she planned down her throat. Timothy thrilled to the sound of Helen’s choking and gagging. Kim was nearing her bursting point and Timothy sensed it. He kept her right at the edge until Helen plunged her head to the bottom of her Master’s 10 inches. Timothy reached down and gripped the back of Helen’s head with a grip of iron. Helen tried to raise off the cock a bit, but couldn’t. Timothy was ready to explode, and took Kim’s clit in his lips and drove Kim over the edge as well. Helen was squirming on her knees, trying desperately to lift her head, when her Master pumped his semen far down her throat. Helen tried to control her panic as she accepted the sperm and struggled for air. Kim was groaning as her Master’s lips on her clit stoked wave after wave of pleasure through her body. No sooner did Timothy release the back of Helen’s head, and she lifted off his withering cock, while Timothy also released Kim’s clit from between his lips, both slaves changed places. Kim slithered off the chair to her knees and kissed her Master’s cock head, then sucking it into her mouth, while Helen climbed onto the chair and lifted her dress. Helen was kept on edge by Timothy, while Kim sucked her Master’s cock deep, working to bring Master to full erection again. Kim was more adept at sucking a monster cock and took longer head bobs up and down the shaft. Helen wanted so much to beg for release, but knew her Master would only give her an orgasm when he was ready. And he waited until his cock was rock hard in Kim’s throat. With a sudden inhale and groan of pleasure, Helen’s body went taut as she was crushed by an orgasm. Kim heard Helen cum, but knew her Master was nowhere close himself. When Helen had shuddered the last of her climax, her Master lifted her and deposited her on the floor. He moved Kim over Helen in a 69 position, and the two slaves took the hint and began devouring each other’s sex. Kim sensed what was coming, but vowed to herself that Helen would not get less than Kim’s best effort to bring Helen to climax. When her Master stabbed through Kim’s puckered hole, she stifled a scream and concentrated on Helen's soaking wet pussy, lapping at the Helen’s cum her Master had left behind Helen saw where Timothy had entered Kim and used her lips, tongue and hands to try to neutralize Kim’s pain with pleasurable sensations. Each time Master thrust deep into Kim, Helen massaged Kim’s clit with her fingers, while tonguing Kim’s labia. Kim was whimpering and sobbing while she hungrily lapped and sucked on Helen’s genitals. Kim’s body was seesawing between intense pain and heavenly pleasure from Helen’s toils. Master’s hands gripped Kim’s hips tightly as he pulled her body back while he thrust forward. Kim was losing the battle to concentrate on pleasing Helen. The pain was overwhelming. Helen sensed Kim’s growing distress as Kim had trouble keeping her tongue and lips on Helen’s genitals. Helen reached down with both hands and began fondling Kim’s breasts and nipples. Her tongue worked harder to stimulate Kim’s clit. Kim’s knees were getting shaky, and her thighs were quivering from the pain from her Master’s deep, brutal thrusts. Her tears were flowing and mixing with Helen’s pussy juices as Kim struggled to keep lapping and gently sucking on Helen’s clit. Kim put her arms between Helen's’ legs, then swept her arms under Helen's’ legs and drew her knees back behind Kim, lifting Helen's bottom off the floor and began long licks with her tongue from Helen’s clit all the way to her anus where Kim dipped her tongue through the sphincter before withdrawing to slide her tongue back along Helen’s skin until Kim got back to her clit and took it into her lips. Helen moved her hands back to Kim’s clit and slid fingers into Kim’s pussy. Helen moved her tongue up, until it was licking the bottom rim of Kim’s stretched anus, as well as Master's cock as it thrust in and out. Timothy felt Helen’s tongue and groaned, losing his battle to keep from cumming. He thrust wildly as he sprayed Kim’s bowels with cum. One last thrust to Kim’s depths and Timothy rested over Kim’s back, still fully inserted, barely withering. Without the pain from the brutal thrusting, Kim was able to think again. She began making love to Helen’s sex and anus and felt exhilarated with Helen’s fingers and tongue working her genitals until Kim was in a frenzy. Helen was moaning loudly, trying to hold back her own climax, waiting for Kim. When Helen wrapped her ankles across Kim’s neck, Kim was rocked by an intense orgasm. Helen followed seconds later, her ankles forcing Kim’s head against Helen’s sex. When Timothy felt Kim begin shuddering in orgasm, he began thrusting again. Kim was too far gone into her climax to care, but the sudden onslaught of pain merged with the potent ecstasy from Helen’s touch to ignite Kim’s orgasm into a new, higher orbit. Kim was banging her legs on the floor, her hands gripped Helen’s ass cheeks and squeezed. Helen took Kim’s clitoris in her lips and sucked the swallow nub. “Oh GOD!” Kim yelled as she lost control of her bladder from the combination of orgasm and pain. Urine flowed over Helen’s face and into her mouth, but the tiny slave continued sucking on Kim’s clit, using her legs and ankles to keep Kim from squirming away. When Timothy realized what had happened, he let loose another spray of semen into Kim’s rectum, pulling completely out and letting the last few pulses of sperm to spray Helen’s piss soaked face. Before sliding back onto his seat. Finally, Helen released Kim’s clit and lifted her legs, allowing Kim to roll off Helen and collapse on the floor. Both slave’s chests heaving as they tried to control their breathing. Timothy looked down on his slaves lustfully. “Welcome to the mile high club.” He said with a wide grin. Both Kim and Helen, burst into laughter, as did their Master. “Master, I’m so sorry. I just couldn’t control it.” Kim said “You can earn my forgiveness by cleaning my cock with your mouth.” Timothy said offhandedly. “Of course Master.” Kim answered as she rolled to her knees. “But first you also owe Helen an apology.” Master said, interrupting Kim’s move toward her Master’s cock. “Oh, of Course I do, Master. Helen, please forgive me.” Kim sad in earnest. Helen surprised Kim by lunging forward and closing her cum and pissed in mouth over Kim’s and shoving her tongue deep inside. Kim overcame her shock and initial disgust, by thrusting her own tongue in Helen’s mouth, tasting her own piss, cum and her Master’s semen. Helen broke the kiss after a long couple of minutes. She looked over her shoulder at her Master. “I know that was inappropriate without permission, Master, I await your judgement.” She said coyly.
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Straddling the line between particle physics and porn, with flourishes of Cervantes and Melville as though Thoreau channeled De Sade or perhaps Homer.
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5/30/2022 3:38 pm |
Straddling the line between particle physics and porn, with flourishes of Cervantes and Melville as though Thoreau channeled De Sade or perhaps Homer. 
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5/30/2022 4:01 pm |
I like the 69 picture. 
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I'm still mad over Mistress Inga 
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5/30/2022 7:22 pm |
Straddling the line between particle physics and porn, with flourishes of Cervantes and Melville as though Thoreau channeled De Sade or perhaps Homer. 
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5/30/2022 8:39 pm |
I felt I was confronted with unknown acts. It was like I'd broken into into an ancient museum and found the missing scrimshaw that proved that Atlantis really did exist, I then smash it to pieces in the same way Alexandrian treasures were dealt with only to find the slither of proof I'd missed would survive to confront and confuse entire nations set on its eradication. James Joyce dancing in Ulysses looked a dull comparison to the explicit fragments split off from your creative mind. The wretchedness of how De Sade's salty foe set to their tasks impaled the senses and brought about a reflexive ambience that stretched into the core of what had become a cold narrative. Not since the cold stones on Gaelic hills and bleak Moore descriptions had anything previously been able to penetrate the thin veneer that separated the lustful excesses of the human condition.
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That was an interesting change in attitude for Master Timothy.
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