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Bonnie - Her Brother’s Slave - Vol. II
Chapter # 4
by Lewis Chappelle
While negotiations were ongoing for the training and eventual sale of Marge as a slave, and perhaps future Queen to a powerful sovereign ruler in the Mid-East, Skippy Bowman arranged to have a cabana and, a large, propane heated, pool built on his section of the private Bowman family compound. He also had convinced his Father, Dr. Bowman, to surgically mount a sturdy, half inch, O ring into his Sister’s perineum; that sensitive area between a woman’s cunt and ass. He had plans for that dandy attachment and would use it after she had completely healed.
It didn’t take long for the underground grapevine to get wind of the fact that Skippy had been able to train and ultimately sell Marge as a slave girl. That word gave impetus to two independent, yet significant, results. The first consequence of that sale was that several Masters who were dissatisfied with the performance of their slave hoped Skippy would be the conduit for them to get a great deal of money for their slave. The second consequence was that several dissatisfied slave girls themselves looked to Skippy to help them find a way out of there current situation in favor of a better one. The telephone calls, e-mails, and letters, often with photos, came in from both sources at a rapid pace.
Skippy was careful not to interfere with any continuing slave and Master relationship, no matter how difficult the circumstances of that relationship were described to be. Nonetheless, there were two e-mails which intrigued him. Neither had pictures to sway him one way or another.
The first crisp e-mail was from a Master who said he and his wife were just too old to be involved with a slave girl any longer, and he just wanted Skippy to take her off his hands. She had been trained by them and had served them well for many years. When Skippy eventually received a photo of the girl, he was amazed. She didn’t look more than 25 years old, yet she was almost 40. The woman, identified as Olga, was a stunning blond with a body that suggested she was in tip-top shape, who had benefited from very nice tit augmentation work.
The second message was from a slave who said her Master had just been killed in a tragic accident, and she as was looking for a place to serve which already had a good reputation. Her picture arrived a week after he responded to her. While she said she needed travel money, Skippy felt she was worth the risk. He sent $500 to her to get her to the compound. Her name was Patty.
Skippy told his Mother and Bonnie to hold off any further ‘recruiting’ until he had a chance to assess the value of the two new girls.
Each girl was even more eye-catching in person than they were in their pictures and, each arrived at the compound on the same day. Since they had served as willing slave girls for years, he decided to bring them into his ‘family’ of slaves on a considerably more temperate basis than he applied to “raw recruits.” The new girls were assigned individual private rooms in the SQ on their first night at the compound.
Dr. Bowman was taken by the looks and know-how of Olga. She was more nearly the same age as his wife. She was thin, toned, and, without the baby bump of a women who had given birth. He learned that Olga had been sold, at age 15, by her dirt poor parents, to a couple in their mid-40’s who were looking for some heavy, kinky, three-way sex with a young girl; a girl they could prepare to take any punishment and humiliation they could deliver.
Olga told of being taken to a dental hospital when she was 18 years old. The dentist in charge of the hospital was a friend of her owners. This dentist made a sub rosa practice of removing all of the teeth of anyone who was so inclined so they could more easily and satisfactorily suck cock. Olga told them that once she mastered getting a cock past her gag reflex, there wasn’t any cock she couldn’t deep throat all the way down. She seemed proud of that accomplishment.
Her dentures were absolutely perfect and were not readily detectable. Her smile was of the sort in demand by Colgate.
Now, some 25 years later, the couple was too old for strenuous sexual activity. Olga, for her part, was still hot and raring to engage in any sexual pursuit especially bj‘s at which she was particularly expert.
Doc Bowman couldn’t wait to test Olga’s oral skills, her libido, her pent up sexual energy and, to share her with his friends. He decided that Olga would take up residence in the main house of the compound rather than the slaves quarters so that he and his friends could have quick access to her unique ability.
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Patty was a slender girl with long thin legs and a heart shaped ass. She had round hips rising to a tiny waist, to a tight core and perfectly shaped tits. She said that for years her Master had confined her to tightly laced, boned corsets for at least 16 hours a day. Now she was fond of corsets and hoped Skippy would continue to let her wear them. She also was accustomed to wearing 4 or 5 inch heels all day, another practice which Skippy was easily persuaded to continue.
Skippy was truly transfixed with Patty; not so much because of her beauty, which was apparent, or her voluptuous body, also apparent, but by her deferential manner.
Patty had arrived at the compound with gold rings in her nipples and her cunt lips. She also had a tongue stud. She said the rings didn’t do much to enhance her sexual experience but that her previous Master liked the look of them on her. However, she did like the stud because she thought it improved her ability to provide pleasure to her Master’s cock.
Skippy felt the rings only got in the way when a whipping was in order. He had seen a single tail whip get caught in a slaves tit rings and do serious damage to an otherwise perfect girl. There would be no more rings in his girls after that.
Her deferential manner, sensuous body, and wonderfully attentive movements when he fucked her, made Patty his most desired slave at the compound. Bonnie noticed her Brother’s wandering interests and attention almost from the first day Patty arrived at the compound. Bonnie was resentful and jealous to say the least. Skippy was alert to Bonnie’s frustration and envy and decided to provoke her even more. After all, he reasoned, she was only a slave.
As a means of checking the healing progress of the newly installed O ring in his Sister’s perineum, Skippy made her lay on the bed with her legs spread wide next to Patty. Neither Bonnie nor Patty knew why Skippy was putting them through this apparent attempt at physical comparisons, and Bonnie was none to thrilled about it; in fact, she felt the ring made her look like damaged goods.
Skippy made sure that Bonnie was present and watching whenever he used Patty. After awhile, even Patty recognized what Skippy was up to and she played the part of his favorite girl to the hilt. When he finished fucking her ass, she would immediately turn to clean his cock with her mouth. When he held her by her hair and drove his cock into her mouth, she moaned and sighed in her own pleasure until he was done with her.
On one occasion when he was playing with Patty, Bonnie was bound, with her knees tight to her tits, suspended from the ceiling, encased in a sturdy metal ball-like apparatus. She was always naked, and gagged.
Patty, on the other hand, was ecstatic. She had found a master she trusted. She loved his body as much as he loved hers. She loved the way he treated her and he loved the way she responded to him.
“May I please call you my Master, Sir,” Patty asked him as her cunt was throbbing in the after glow of a series of great cums. Bonnie heard her plea and was tortured by the sound of her Brother’s reply.
“Yes, I’ll be your Master. You will be called ‘slave’ or ‘slave p.’ I will love you and torture you as if you were my own Sister,” he said. Bonnie couldn’t yell out but tears welled up in her eyes; real tears of jealousy and betrayal.
“Oh, Master, I love the way you touch me, Sir. I haven’t been made to feel so special in years. You are just so unreal. I adore you! Thank you for giving me so many great cums. You sure know how to spoil a slave girl, Sir,” Patty cooed.
Bonnie seethed more and more with every self serving, breathless, remark Patty made to her brother. By the time Skippy sent Jane to bring Bonnie to the floor and release her from her bonds, Bonnie was shaking in psychic trauma. She couldn’t find the words to explain why she was so distressed. She just sobbed uncontrollably. It wasn’t the pain and discomfort of being caged, because she had been through that torture before, many times. Her suffering was of the worst kind; the pain of perceived disloyalty of a trusted loved one.
It wasn’t long after that event, that in a fit of uncontrollable rage against Patty, Bonnie sought revenge against her apparent rival. She doused Patty’s bedding with lighter fluid and set the mattress on fire. Luckily, Jane, always present, saw the commotion and was ready with an extinguisher to quickly quell the flames.
Skippy was informed of the incident. He immediately sentenced Bonnie to isolation for a week with only oranges and oatmeal to eat during her confinement. She was to be kept naked without a blanket or pillow.
Even as the days of solitary confinement went on, Skippy could still see the rage in his sister’s eyes. He knew harsher behavior modification techniques were called for.
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The End of Volume II, Chapter # 4
Note # 1: I would appreciate comments regarding this work, or any topic of interest, sent to biggreek100@aol.com.
Note # 2: I expect to contribute several additional chapters to this story soon.
Note # 3: The author claims copyright protection for the work published above, and any derivative work, under the provisions of the Berne Convention as signed by the USA in 1989. LC
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