Slave Girl Ch. 01

Danielle's moans had grown in volume and picked up in pace that even Angela could tell that her mistress would soon orgasm again. Angela smiled realizing that this would be at least her mistress's fifth orgasm of the evening. Angela was very proud that she could please her mistress so thoroughly as she had. Her loyalty and affection to her mistress had grown even faster after her mistress had disavowed her of the notion that she was not any good in bed. Further compliments and tenderness from her mistress only added devotion and complete submission from Angela towards her mistress. Danielle's hips were bucking wildly now, as Angela's rubbing of her clit and licking her pussy drove her past her limits and into a powerful orgasm.

Danielle cried out and smashed her pussy forward into her kitten's face, as she went completely rigid. One hand clasped and clawed at the bed sheets while her other hand kept a tight hold on her kitten's hair.

Angela continued to lick deep into her mistress's pussy as she enjoyed the delicious juices that flowed over her tongue and into her open mouth. She eased off on the rubbing of her mistress's clit, knowing how sensitive her won clit became after she masturbated. As Danielle finally collapsed back onto the mattress, Angela began to stroke her mistress's smooth thighs and ass with the hand not rubbing her clit. Danielle looked down and saw her kitten's innocent eyes still staring up at her. She smiled weakly as she crooked a finger, beckoning her kitten to her as she said "Kitten, come up here."

Angela immediately took her mouth off of her mistress's pussy and answered, "Yes, mistress."

She then placed a tender kiss to her mistress's pussy lips and clit, before crawling up her mistress's body. Reaching her mistress's face, Angela gasped as her mistress suddenly reached out and pulled her lips into hers for a passionate and needy kiss. Angela moaned into the kiss, as their tongue twisted and twirled together in her mouth. Danielle brought her hands to her kitten's back and ass to hold her close. Angela mirrored her mistress as she placed a hand on her mistress's ass and back as well. The kiss wasn't intended to kindle another round of lovemaking or ignite their passions. This kiss was full of need to be close to one another and desire to feel the other's skin against their skin.

They broke this kiss almost as one and then lay still, as they gazed into each other's eyes. Danielle watched her kitten's eyes begin to droop. Realizing that the poor thing was over exhausted, she tenderly stroked her cheek as she said "You will sleep here with me tonight, kitten."

Angela opened her eyes as best she could and whispered out, "Thank you, mistress."

Angela had trouble focusing on anything right now. She couldn't remember when the last time she had slept had been. She remembered sleeping for a few hours on the plane ride here, but before that the last time she could remember actually sleeping was a few days ago when she was home. Angela shivered slightly, as she hated thinking of that place as home. She hoped that in time she would consider this house home. She felt a gentle finger ghosting across her forehead and down her cheek, causing her to sigh contentedly. She then breathed out, "Good night , mistress."

Angela barely registered the reply from her mistress saying, "Goodnight, my beautiful kitten."

The last thing Angela remembered was the feeling of soft sheets and warm blankets covering her naked body, as she hugged her mistress tighter in her arms. She felt her mistress's arms wrap around her body as well, as she gave herself over to her exhaustion. Danielle watched her kitten quickly fall asleep in her arms and continued to watch her for several minutes. From time to time, Danielle would trail her fingers over her kitten's back and shoulders, or move a stray hair from her face. She smiled at how deeply and comfortably her kitten had fallen asleep. Danielle smiled with the knowledge that her hard fuckings had led to her kitten's multiple orgasms, which had led to her exhaustion. Thinking back to what her kitten had said to her, Danielle wondered how long it had been since she had slept, before she was enslaved.

That thought caused a scowl to form on her face, as the full conversation between her and her kitten came back to her. Knowing that she needed to talk about this, Danielle eased herself out from her kitten's arms. She then was able to sneak out of bed and out of the room without waking her kitten. Walking like a girl on a mission, Danielle came to her mother's and Brenda's room and knocked loud enough to be heard inside, but not loud enough to wake up kitten. Hearing her mother yell for her to come in, she opened the door and gently closed it behind her. Not wanting to ease into the conversation, Danielle instead declared "I think the bastard beat and probably raped her on a daily basis."

Hearing the tone and substance of Danielle's statement, both naked women sat up in bed as Alexandra asked "Who do you mean, honey."

Danielle sighed as she explained, "I think her ex-boyfriend used to beat her frequently. I also think he raped her and forced her to blow him on a daily basis, then criticized her for not enjoying it and being better in bed. I also think her father knew about all of it and approved of her treatment."

The naked women in bed both sat still and silent as they tried to comprehend Danielle's meaning.. Alexandra finally whispered out fearfully, "Why...what makes you think all of this, sweet heart?"

Danielle was pacing angrily and seething as she explained, "I'm sure you know I had her go down on me a while ago. She did amazing and had me orgasming very fast. She even moaned a little as she did it and closed her eyes like she was in pleasure, you both know what I'm talking about."

Both naked women nodded silently as they waited for her to continue, "I...when I brought her to her feet afterwards and said that I was going to fuck her next, she was terrified. I thought she would start crying right there. At first I thought she was scared I would get rough and hurt her or something, but then she explained without me asking what the problem was. She actually apologized to me. Then she said that she had been told that she wasn't good in bed. She was almost in tears when she said that she didn't want to let me down and that she would try to serve my desires and needs, and all that. But that she had always been told that her sexual prowess was the worst they had ever had."

"Now believe me, that girl is not lacking in bedroom skills. If anything she is a natural. But who the fuck says that to someone, unless they are trying to break them down and make them feel like they're nothing? She even flinched like she thought I would hit her when I told her that she was the exact opposite of being bad in bed. All I did was take her by her hands to pull her into bed, I didn't even do it fast or try to surprise her. But when I touched her like that she scrunched up her face like she was preparing to be hit. No one does that unless they are used to it happening often enough for it to become second nature for them to expect to be hit."

Brenda hesitated but finally asked, "Dani, what makes you think her father was involved in this?"

Danielle stopped pacing and shook her head, as she said "She mentioned that her father made mention that she should remember that her boyfriend only wanted what was best for her and that she should listen to him and not try to 'give him any reason to discipline' her."

Alexandra and Brenda sat still and quiet, as they processed this new information. Alexandra then asked, "Where is she now, honey?"

Danielle pointed through the wall and said, "She asleep in my bed. She was exhausted and I wasn't about to make her walk, or try to walk all the way to her room this late anyways. Besides I was thinking of ravishing her again in the morning, and figured that it would be easier if she were already in my bed rather than me having to go get her."

Alexandra snorted at her daughter's revelation and justification, as she said "Yes, that seems easier, doesn't it."

Danielle then glared at her mother and seethed through clenched teeth, "Damn it mom, you know what I meant. Besides after what we did I figured she would prefer to not wake up alone and in a strange room she doesn't fully recognize."

Brenda then took a deep breath and said, "I had some idea that she was mistreated before she had been enslaved, but not to that extent."

Alexandra and Danielle then gave Brenda their full attention as Danielle asked, "What do you mean?"

Brenda shook her head sadly as she explained, "Well, she has no training and was only in the slave seller's custody for less than 36 hours, not enough time for her to be so timid and docile. That makes me think she was like this before she was enslaved, at least to some extent. She immediately latched onto submitting to all of us, without any prodding at all. The whole thing: head bowed at all times, quiet but fast answers to any question, the ease that she is led throughout the house, no back talk or even a hint of disobedience when she is told to do something. I even had her call me 'Brenda' and said that she could talk to me and ask me anything. Now I realize that it is probably too soon for her to come to me on her own, but the way she says my name is like she is using it as my title, just like she would say 'ma'am.' When I took her into her room and explained that she would be sleeping in there, she actually looked grateful. She trailed her hand over her bed and blankets like she wasn't used to such luxury, then she thanked me. It practically broke my heart to see that."

Brenda and Alexandra shared a brief look, before they turned back to Danielle and Brenda asked "So What do you plan to do?"

Danielle's shoulders and head slumped, as she breathed out "I don't know. What can I do?"

Brenda then said, "Try being there for her, if that's what you want. She will tell you when she is ready, but don't force the issue. I've been somewhat where she is right now, but I knew that I would be ok with your mother. She does not have that luxury, yet. If you want to treat her the way it sounds like you do, then take it slow and just talk to her. She may break down when she comes clean, I did when your mother brought me here, but everything you say to her and do for her will have to be genuine. Either that or you could wind up hurting her more than she already is. It's up to you, honey. Do you want her to be your slave or something else entirely?"

Danielle continued to stare at the floor silently, as she thought about what they had both told her. She then took a breath and said, "She's mine. I'll take care of her."

Danielle then nodded and left the room without another word. Upon sneaking back into her bedroom, which made her feel ridiculous. She found Angela asleep and sprawled out on her bed exactly as she had left her. Danielle stood stock still as she watched her slave's sleeping form. Her kitten looked so peaceful and content. Danielle wondered how anyone could ever treat her so poorly as she had obviously been treated most of, if not her entire life. She then slowly crawled back into her bed and hugged the small girl's body to her. Angela's tiny hands then wrapped themselves around Danielle's middle, as she buried her face in the crook of Dani's neck. Angela's soft breathing never stopped as Danielle snuggled further into her bedmates body.