Jake's Good Luck Pt. 01

The call came from out of the blue. Jake couldn't believe his luck!

The call had been from his cousin, Alexa, at about three that afternoon. It was 6:00 P.M. now and he was still in shock.

Alexa was his younger cousin on his mother's side. She was thirty-two years old, seventeen years younger than Jake. She had always been one of the black sheep in the family. Bouts with drugs and alcohol, sex with a lot of different men, and two children out of wedlock had given her quite a reputation within the relatively close family.

She had been a beautiful girl when she had her first child, Heather, at the age of fourteen and a beautiful woman when she had her second child, Jason, at the age of twenty-four. At thirty-two, she was still a very pretty woman.

Her son, Jason, was now living with his father somewhere up north. Alexa had not been able to support the two children. She had no high school diploma, and worked as a barmaid at a local beer joint. Her daughter Heather, the subject of the lucky phone call, lived with Alexa and had just graduated high school. Like Alexa, Heather was now a very beautiful young woman.

Three hours after the phone call, Jake was still sitting at his computer staring blankly at the monitor as the content of the phone call and the possibilities it had created dominated his thoughts. Ten years ago, Jake had dabbled a little in the pornography business. He had bought a few video cameras and tripods and had made quite a few amateur porno's using dancers from some of the nude bars in the area. They had all been done in motel rooms, very quickly, and very amateurish. Although they were poorly done, Jake had known what the distributors had wanted and had made a very nice profit from them.

They had all been master-slave films. Jake never appeared nude or had sex with the women and wore a leather mask to hide his identity. He would use leather collars and straps to bind the women. He would use clips on their nipples and vaginas. He would spank them with leather paddles. He would give them enemas and use all sorts of vibrators and gigantic dildos on the women. Men who bought porno loved so see giant objects being forced into a woman's vagina and rectum as they squealed and grunted in pain.

Ten years ago, he had gotten another phone call from Alexa. She had been friends with one of the dancers that had starred in one of his porno films. She had asked him if he could do one with her so she could make a little quick cash to pay her bills. Everything had gone very well. She had taken the spankings, clips, and enema's like a champ. She had taken a ten inches long, two and a half inch diameter dildo to the hilt in her beautiful pussy. She had taken the nine inches long, two inch diameter dildo to the hilt in her rectum, but had balked and finally quit during the process of trying to force the larger one up her ass.

Jake had still given her the four hundred dollars, even though he knew he couldn't get much for the film without the giant dildo up her ass. That had been ten years ago.

Today, she had called to ask him if it was possible for her and Heather to make some money doing a porno film for him! She was broke, having trouble paying her bills, and Heather wanted to go to cosmetology school.

At first Jake had told her no. That the same thing would probably happen again. That she or Heather would back out at the last minute, or refuse to do something that had to be done in order to sell the film. He had told Alexa that he really couldn't believe Heather wanted to do this anyway.

Alexa told him that there was no way she would back out this time. She would take a football up her ass if that's what it took. She also said that Jake was right, that Heather did not want to do the film, that she was still a virgin, and really didn't know much about sex at all. But, when Alexa had told her there was no other way she would ever get an education or be anything other than a bar maid like her mother, she had reluctantly given in, and seemed determined to do whatever it took to get the money to go to school.

Although Jake now had some money, an inheritance from his Uncle George, he did not want to just give her money. They were going to have to earn it if they were going to get it and that meant doing everything he felt they needed to do in order for the film to sell.

Jake had finally, partially given in and told Alexa to be at his house with Heather at seven that night, and he would talk to them both. Then he would decide if they would do the film and talk about how much money they could make.

Jake realized it was now 6:30 P.M. and began to make out the contracts on his computer, just in case he decided to go through with this. He knew he wanted to. Alexa was still a pretty woman, and Heather, Oh God, Heather, was a living doll and still a virgin! The thought of a mother and innocent daughter together, doing anything he wanted, had given him a boner for almost three hours now. He hoped he could get it down before they arrived.

2

Jake watched the old battered Ford pull into his driveway and the two beautiful women get out and start toward his door. They were dressed "fit to kill". Alexa was in a short black skirt and sweater, Heather in tight slacks and a sweater. Both women were well-endowed but Alexa had much larger breasts and a bigger ass. Heather had the lithe, but full body of a teenager just becoming a woman. Tight was the word that came to Jake's mind. Her ass was nice and plump, but firm and tight. Not a pound was wasted on that body. It was all in the right places. Both women had auburn red hair and blue-green eyes that accentuated their pale skin.

Jake opened the door to hugs and kisses from both women. They smelled wonderful. When Heather said, "Hi, Uncle Jake," he almost had second thoughts. The girl had called him Uncle all her life.

Jake ushered both women into his study. He sat behind the antique desk and offered them plush chairs across from him. He had made a pitcher of daiquiris and poured them all a tall glass of the icy green mixture. Both ladies eagerly accepted the drinks as if they knew they were going to need them.

"Okay," Jake started. "First lets talk about money. How much do you need to make in order to get your bills caught up and send Heather to school?"

His question was directed at Alexa. She shut her eyes, pursed her lips, and began to calculate. Finally she answered. "Well, I need about five thousand to get my bills payed up, and to pay off a few things. The school is nine hundred dollars a semester, six semesters, but there is books, equipment, and products she has to buy."

Jake did a few calculations in his mind. "So, we are talking about at least twelve maybe fifteen-thousand dollars just to barely pay for what you need."

"Yes," Alexa answered nervously.

"Well I can see why you decided to come to me and try the porno films," Jake said in an understanding tone. "I don't see an even remote possibility for you to get the money any other way. We are probably talking more in the area of forty thousand dollars to set your lives on the right path."

"Things have changed over the years, since Alexa and I made that porno. They pay more, but they expect even more. It would take at least ten well-made films, maybe more. I would also have to dish out at least thirty thousand dollars on equipment and props right away. I do see a problem though. I don't work anymore since I got the inheritance, but Alexa does. The only way to do this would be for the two of you to move in out here with me until all the work is completed. I would pay what bills you have until we are finished, but I think it would probably take ten to twelve weeks and Alexa has a job. Since I live way out from the city, almost a two hour drive, it's just not feasible for her to drive back and forth from work."

Alexa interrupted, "Well, that's prolly not gonna be a problem. I got fired two days ago. I had a run in with a valued customer that couldn't keep his hands off my ass. Hit him with a pool stick." Jake laughed and then the girls did too."Well, that seems to solve that little problem." Jake had been watching Heather during the conversation. She seemed very nervous and even scared. She was going to be the major problem here, if there was one.

He directed his next question to Alexa, also. "Have you told Heather what you had to do in the porno we made? Did you tell her what might be expected of her if she does one? That I make sex slave films?"

"Yes, I told her everything in full detail. But, I also told her what you said earlier. That if we want a good life, if she wants to go to school, and if she doesn't want to end up like me, this is the only way. I don't even know where her father is. We have no other family who can or would help us. You are our only hope of getting out of poverty. She is scared, but she is a smart girl. She knows I am right."

Jake looked into Heather's beautiful, but dread filled eyes. "Heather, do you know that I love you and do you know that your mother loves you?" "Yes, of course," her voice was a nervous whisper. "Then you should know that I would never do anything that I thought would permanently harm you in any way. You may have to tell yourself this many times over the next few months, if you want to do this. Do you believe me?"

"Yes, Uncle Jake," she answered.

Alexa interrupted again. "She never had a father, Jake. You have been the only older man in her life. You have helped us a lot over the years. I think you bought every Christmas she ever had. It was you that bought all her school clothes and books. She knows you love her."

Jake was touched by what Alexa said. He looked from one girl to the other with love in his eyes. He really did love them. "I think I owe Heather a little explanation."

"I don't want you to think that I wouldn't give you the twenty thousand dollars if I could afford it. You know that I recently received an inheritance from my Uncle George. It did not make me a millionaire as some people in the family think. I want you to know exactly what I got so you will understand why I can't just give you twenty thousand dollars. I got this beautiful big house out here in the middle of nowhere. It's surrounded by four hundred acres of dense forest. The house is worth maybe three hundred thousand dollars as it is not on prime real estate. I intend to spend the rest of my life in this house, so I would never sell it unless I had to. I also received seven hundred thousand dollars after taxes. I put one hundred thousand in savings accounts for emergencies and what not, and the rest into funds from which I will draw a yearly income. That yearly income can vary, but will most likely be around forty to fifty thousand a year."

He hesitated, then continued. "If we do this, I will have to invest at least sixty thousand dollars of my emergency money into equipment, taking care of you and your mother, and paying you and your mother after the films are made. I can't afford to lose that sixty thousand dollars. Once I buy the equipment, the films must be made, and made right. I have been thinking a lot about this since Alexa called me today and there is only one way to assure that the films are made right. In order for this to work, both of you will actually have to become my slaves until the films are finished. Alexa will be my slave, but also a mistress to Heather. I will be Master to both of you."

Jake hesitated to let his words sink in, then continued. " I want you both to understand that this is the only way that I will do this. I love you both, but I can't afford to lose my money on this one. At times you will think me a tyrant, mean, cruel, and maybe even crazy. You must understand that in order to make good slave films that will sell, you must become slaves. That means that you turn your lives totally over to me for the few months this takes, in order to live a great life forever. You will obey my every command immediately or I will punish you. The punishment will be light at times, and very harsh at other times. I will even strap you down and whip you until you cry and beg for mercy. But, such is the life of a slave. You will, I promise, also learn to love me even more, and feel great gratification from serving me. A true slave learns to live to serve her Master. She understands that she must be punished at times and that doesn't mean that her master does not love her."

He gazed deeply into each girl's eyes. "I have made up two contracts. I searched the internet and found a lawyer that specializes in slavery contracts. These contracts are legal and binding. By signing them you will be agreeing to become my slave. I cannot be prosecuted for holding you here by force because I will own you. I cannot be punished for tying you down and whipping you or performing any sex act I want to on you because it's all in the contract. Once you sign the contract, even if you decide you don't want to be my slave, it won't matter. I will force you to continue to be my slave and be within my rights to do so. I will leave the room for a few minutes and let you talk it over. When I come back in fifteen minutes, if the contracts are not signed then the deal is off and you can go home and resume your lives."

3

Jake reentered the study to find Heather crying as Alexa comforted her. He was thinking the deal was off. He had pushed too hard and now he would never have them as slaves. Then he noticed the two signed contracts laying on his desk! God! He had them! They were his!

Jake spoke in a gentle voice as he picked up the two contracts and began to lock them in the safe. "Why are you crying, sweet Heather?"

Alexa answered. "She is embarrassed and afraid. She knows you are going to see her naked. She has never been naked in front of a man. We have talked about it quite a bit. It's not the whippings or the sex as much as her just being so embarrassed about getting naked in front of you, especially with me there, too. She will be fine. She may cry a lot at first and be embarrassed a lot, but she knows that. Isn't that right, Heather?"

Heather nodded her head in agreement, but didn't stop crying. "I'm so sorry for crying, Uncle Jake," she sobbed. "I know that this is the best thing possible for me and mom. I will do my best to try and be a good slave for you."

Jake continued in a soft, gentle voice. "I know you will, sweetie. Believe me. You will make a great slave. Always remember that I love you and your mother very much and no matter what I say or do to you, I am doing what must be done in order for you and your mother to have a better life. Now, I have my first orders for you both. I want you to go home for tonight. Get a good night's sleep and be back here tomorrow at 10:00 A.M. Alexa, do you have a douche bag and nozzle and do you have hair remover? I remember your pussy was semi-shaved the last time."

"Yes," Alexa answered, "I have both."

Jake continued. "Good. Then I want you to completely shave Heather's pussy tonight. Then use the hair remover until she is as smooth and hairless as the day she was born. I don't want to see one hair or feel one stubble anywhere on her, including her ass and asshole. Then I want you to use the douche nozzle to break her cherry. I don't want to run into a hymen and cause her pain the first time she is penetrated. Understood?" Alexa answered quickly. "Understood, Jake. The shaving won't be much of a problem, she has very little pubic hair to begin with and it's very thin."

"Okay, I want you both to come here dressed a certain way tomorrow. I want you to wear soft white slippers on your feet, no socks. I want you each to wear a short, white, silk or satin robe with a tie sash. I want you both to wear white, cotton, bikini panties and nothing else. Do not bring any other clothes with you. Do not bring any makeup with you and do not wear any makeup. Do not bring any jewelry with you. Bring nothing but yourselves and the clothes I have mentioned. Be prepared to be here for at least three months while totally under my control."

Jake reached into his desk drawer and took out five, one hundred dollar bills. "Stop at the shopping mall down the highway on your way home and buy the clothes."

4

Jake stood before his bedroom mirror.

"Not too bad for a forty-nine year old man," he thought.

Jake was a big man. He was six feet four inches tall and weighed two hundred and fifty pounds. He was just a little overweight, but most of it was still solid muscle. He had a rugged but semi-handsome face, and black hair that had begun to gray. His body was covered with thick, black, curly hair, even his back. His nickname had been "Gorilla" in the marines for good reason. He began thinking about the girls arriving within the next hour and noticed his cock was as hard as a brick. Jake smiled and began to talk to the giant, hairy penis. "I sure hope Alexa and Heather like you, my old friend. Many a woman has gasped in awe when they saw your twelve inch length and two and three quarters inch width coming at them." Jake knew the exact measurements of his hard cock, because a certain dancer named Misty had used a tailor's measuring tape on it. He began to think about the women that had come and gone as he started dressing. Most of them had been nude dancers. He had found that the dancers in the clubs seemed to like very dominant, very strong, big men, with big dicks.

He had never really fallen in love. He thought of women as slaves, not wives. They were here for man's pleasure. Of that, he was totally sure. Jake finished dressing and walked to the living room just in time to hear the doorbell ring. He opened the door wearing a warm smile. Two visions of beauty greeted him. They were so beautiful in the white silk robes that just covered the white cotton panties he knew were underneath.

"Hello, my slaves. You look wonderful! Please, come into your new home. How was your drive?" Jake noticed that Alexa was smiling, but Heather eyes were downcast looking at the ground and her face was flushed. He could tell the girl was embarrassed already and probably still feeling humiliated from the shaving and cherry breaking last night.

Alexa spoke first. "The drive was nerve-wracking to say the least. We just knew that old Ford would break down on us and we would be stranded there, dressed in nothing but robes and panties."

"Well, let me have the keys to that old Ford and I will lock them in the safe," Jake ordered. "You won't be needing it for a few months and wont be having to worry about it breaking down on you. As a matter of fact, I will be buying you both new cars when I sell the films. Heather will need one to get to beauty school every day."

Alexa willingly handed the keys to Jake, but he noticed a look of pain on Heather's beautiful face. He imagined the girl saw it as watching her only chance of escape going down the drain, and it was.

He led the two women to the living room and motioned for them to have a seat on the couch. Then Jake sat in a chair directly across from them.

Alexa sat comfortably, legs slightly spread, not at all worried that Jake could see the crotch of her cotton panties. Heather sat with her legs held tightly together and her hands in her lap in order to hide hers.

"This is going to be awkward for you two for a while," Jake said, "especially for Heather. I know you aren't the least bit worried or embarrassed about me seeing you naked, Alexa. On the other hand, I notice that Heather is sitting with her hands in her lap terribly afraid that I will see her new panties. Heather I want you to try and relax a little. Move your hands and spread your legs a little so that I can see the crotch of your new panties."

Jake watched as Heather slowly moved her hands, then spread her legs a little. She kept her eyes cast down, not daring to look Jake in the face. Her beautiful blue-green eyes looked about ready to spill tears.