by S. J. Lewis
Once Master was fully aroused, Tanya hoped for some instructions from him, or at least some indications as to what he preferred. She got neither, which worried her. Perhaps all he wanted was an everyday blowjob, but if that was all that she gave him he might regard her as ordinary, no matter how much he liked the look of her. She was suddenly and acutely aware that her future, such as it was, was in this man’s hands.
Abruptly, she pulled her head back and let his cock slip out of her mouth. She took a loud, deep gasp of air and set to licking and kissing every inch of his cock, quickly, hungrily, as if she could not get enough of the taste of it. She even licked and sucked at his balls, even though the feel of the coarse, curly hairs between her lips made her want to gag.
He didn’t stop her, or complain. Heartened, Tanya kept up the licking and kissing for a little while longer before finally opening her mouth and taking him in again as if she was starving. Now she sucked harder, her head darting back and forth, the head of his cock coming perilously close to the back of her throat with each stroke. She shut her eyes tight, making tiny grunts as she sucked, sucked, sucked…she could feel her breasts beginning to wobble heavily with her movements, and then she heard her new master groan weakly. She kept at her work, and was rewarded with a longer, louder groan.
When he came in her mouth, his hands came down and gripped her head, holding her close. He did not need to do that. When Tanya felt the first salty, slimy spurt in her mouth she took his cock in as deeply as she dared and stopped moving, concentrating solely on sucking as hard as she could. He kept hold of her as he shuddered and groaned himself empty. Finally, he pulled back and his cock slipped out of her mouth. Tanya gasped once for breath, then tilted her head back, her eyes still closed, and swallowed, loud and hard enough for him to see and hear it. As always, it burned all the way down her throat. She gasped for air once more, even though she didn’t need it, and lowered her head.
“May I please clean you now, Master?” she asked in a small, breathy voice.
“Ah! Yes, of course!” Master replied, smiling toothily. Tanya opened her eyes to find his cock again and gave it the most attentive, thorough cleaning she could manage, using her lips and her tongue. Once she thought she was finished, she settled back on her heels and adopted a submissive pose, her head down.
Master launched into some long phrase in rapid-fire Spanish. Tanya had no idea what words he said, but from the tone of his voice he was more than pleased by her performance. Tanya allowed herself to feel some relief, tainted by the realization that her new master would probably want a lot more oral sex from her in the future. She couldn’t help that.
“You have done excellently,” the man said. Tanya wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or to Lady until he continued.
“Take this one and let her bathe and then eat a little something. She has earned it. Then put her with the others.”
“So you will be keeping her for yourself, Master?” Lady asked.
“Oh, yes!” Master chuckled. And then he left.
“Get up, you bitch,” Lady snarled from behind Tanya. Tanya did not reply. She merely rose to her feet and waited. Lady came around and clipped a chain leash to Tanya’s collar, then gave it a vicious yank. “Come with me!” she snapped. Tanya followed her out of the room.
They passed along a short hallway and then through a heavy door onto a long colonnaded walk, paved with reddish-brown tiles. To her left, Tanya could see a long wall of some kind of beige stone, set with many large windows and some double glass doors. To her right, between the columns, she could see palm trees, a riot of tropical plants, and a deep blue sky with a few wispy, scattered white clouds. There was a faint breeze blowing, and she could smell flowers. It had been so long since she had seen anything but walls and floors that she hesitated, wondering at the beauty of the scene.
“This way, you bitch!” Lady snarled again as she yanked at the leash. Tanya stumbled forward and had to content herself with what she could see and smell as they walked to the far end of the colonnade towards another solid, sturdy door. She wished that she could see more of the outdoors, but high, thick plantings grew so close to the low wall that she couldn’t see anything at all through them. Then they were at the far door, and Lady was taking a key out of her blouse pocket. She used it to unlock the door and led Tanya through it. The door swung shut behind them with a loud click.
“I’ve seen women like you before,” Lady said as she led Tanya along a wide, high tiled-floor hallway. “You mind yourself around me, you bitch.”
“Yes, Lady,” Tanya answered, trying to keep her voice neutral. Apparently in pleasing her new master so well she had somehow offended her new mistress. But she remembered something about a bath and some food, and those weighed more heavily on her mind. Lady led her around some corners, and then into something Tanya could only compare to some pictures of old Roman baths she had seen once. Three long, wide pools occupied a huge indoor space. Windows set high in the stone walls let light in. Columns supported the big arches that held up the roof, more than twenty feet overhead. For the moment, she and Lady were the only occupants. Tanya looked around as much as she could without moving her head as Lady removed her leash and then freed her from her handcuffs.
“Hot water,” Lady said simply, pointing towards the left-hand pool. “Warm water,” she continued, pointing to the center pool. “Cold water,” she finished, pointing at the right-hand pool. “Please yourself, I have some other matters to attend to, so I’ll come back for you when I may. Don’t even think of trying to slip away. This facility is always kept locked, and I have the key.”
“Yes, Lady,” Tanya nodded, rubbing her wrists. Lady had ratcheted them unnecessarily tight. She waited until Lady had disappeared from sight and then went over to the hot pool and dipped a toe into it. It was definitely very, very warm. She sat down at the edge of the pool and let her feet dangle in the water. The sides and bottom of the pool were jet black, as were those of the other two pools, and she couldn’t tell how deep the water actually was. She took a breath and let herself slide into the water.
It wasn’t actually all that deep, at least at this end. The water came up to just above her waist. Tanya waded further down the pool and discovered that it seemed to be about the same depth everywhere. She supposed that she might be able to swim in it if she wanted. But the warm, warm water was very soothing just to soak in, and she was still feeling a little stiff and tired from being transported.
When Lady came back for her, Tanya quickly got out of the pool and stood, waiting. Lady’s mood had not improved. She tossed Tanya a towel and let her dry herself off. But when Tanya began to dry her hair, Lady stopped her before she was more than half done.
“Time enough for that later,” Lady snapped. “Hold still, now.” Tanya obeyed as Lady fastened something to the chain around her neck, crimping it into place with a small pair of pliers.
“There,” Lady said. “Now, follow me, and don’t think of trying to run away.”
“Yes, Lady,” Tanya answered. She had no intention of crossing this woman in any way. She had seen how Lady had eyed her nipples while she was holding the pliers, and it had worried her.
Lady led her out through a different door, and then along a different colonnaded walkway. This one had stout chain-link fencing over all of the open spaces between the columns, but aside from that it looked much like the previous one had. They passed along the walkway towards another solid door, but instead of going through it, Lady led Tanya down another walkway that joined this one at right angles. It was not quite as wide, but it did have chain-link fencing. At the end, Tanya saw double doors, opened wide.
“This is where you’ll be staying,” Lady said to her as they passed through the doorway. She stopped, and Tanya did likewise. They were in another huge room, light and airy. The floor was the same reddish-brown tile as she’d seen elsewhere, but scattered around the room, seemingly at random, were low beds much like the one she’d slept in, pillows, cushions, an
d small, colorful rugs. Also scattered about the room were more naked women, each one wearing a chain collar around her neck. Some were asleep, but Tanya saw the others stir as they realized a new woman had been brought in. It looked like some sort of harem, and Tanya was so bemused by the sight at first that she never noticed when Lady left.
This felt like dangerous ground. Tanya stood where she was, looking over the other women. They were all young, and pretty. Some were white, some tan, some brown, some black, and two were distinctly Asian. None were as blonde as she was, even with her natural hair color growing out, none were as tall as she was, and none were as voluptuously built as she was. None of them looked friendly, either.
Tanya made her way further into the room slowly and cautiously. She passed near one tan-skinned woman who was lounging against a pillar and noticed that she had one of those silver discs hanging from her chain collar. It was inscribed with the number ‘10’. That reminded Tanya that Lady had fastened something to her collar just a little while earlier. She groped for it and held it so that she could see what was inscribed on it.
It was the number ‘3’. Tanya looked up and around at the other women. All of them were awake now, watching her intently. She was able to make out some other numbers on their tags. The highest number she saw was ‘12’.
This was disturbing. It meant that there had been a previous number Three, who she had replaced. What had happened to that previous number Three?
“Hey. You.” Tanya looked up. A gorgeous naked black woman with her hair cropped short was approaching her. She was average height and build, but she moved with all the grace of a prowling tiger. The tag dangling from her chain read ‘2’.
“Yes?” Tanya looked at the woman warily.
“Your bed is over there,” number Two said to her, jerking a thumb back over her shoulder. She spoke with a distinct Noo Yawk accent.
“Thank you,” Tanya said. She wondered how often those numbered tags each of the women here wore had been used and reused, and how long it would be before hers was taken away to be given to some new, younger captive.
“If you’re hungry, food’s over there,” number Two went on, pointing. Tanya turned her head to look and saw a big platter of fruit sitting on a low table. She would have appreciated something more substantial, but it looked as if she was going to have to wait until later for that.Chapter Seventeen
“Come on, you lazy bitches!” Lady called out. “The party has started already. Get moving!”
Tanya sighed and stood. All around her the other women were doing the same, some hastily making last-minute adjustments to their hair or makeup. It was good to be kept above ground. At least she knew that she had been here for fifteen days now. How many more days would she have to endure?
Then she thought of what she’d been told about the previous number Three and she couldn’t help shivering. Her name had been Graciela. She had lasted here for five years before she had become too listless and uncaring for the Master’s tastes. One night, she had been taken away, and no one had seen or heard of her since. She had not been the first of the Master’s slaves to be taken away like that. She would certainly not be the last. Tanya suspected that she had been thrown to the heavily armed guards who prowled the grounds, like an old bone thrown to a pack of vicious dogs. Tanya had seen those guards leering at her whenever she had been brought outside to serve the Master or one of his guests. By now she was used to being watched by men while she was fucked, but something in the eyes of the guards scared her almost witless. It was a powerful incentive to keep herself in shape and attractive, no matter how much she loathed what she had been reduced to: A piece of female meat.
For now, at least, her position here seemed secure. The day after she had first come here, she had been made to submit to a strange and disturbing ceremony. Under the watchful eye of Lady, the other harem inmates had made Tanya lie down on a thin futon and then bound her wrists tightly to the insides of her ankles with thin, tough rope. Once trussed, she had to submit to the hands and mouths of the other women as they slowly brought her to an unwilling arousal. At some point, her new master came in to watch the proceedings, clad only in sandals and a long, loose robe. When he gave a signal, the women rolled Tanya over so that she was face down on the futon, her ass up and on display. She had expected Master to immediately mount her then, but he did not and the other women kept kissing, licking and fondling her for a little while. She didn’t realize that her master had come over to her until she felt his cock sliding easily into her pussy and his hands gripping her.
She had put on an act then, squirming and wriggling in his grip as if she wanted to get away but couldn’t…which was true enough…moaning as if she was starting to enjoy him fucking her in spite of herself…which was not true at all…and whimpering from time to time as if he was hurting her a little. Oh, she had been taught very well what a man wanted from a female slave! Master used her, coming noisily and letting her take most of his weight at that moment, puffing and blowing. From the tone of his voice when he spoke to Lady, he was still quite pleased with his latest acquisition. He had even patted Tanya’s ass affectionately before he left. Lady stayed behind for a little while after that, surveying Tanya’s bound body as if seeking something to criticize. But then she left without saying anything. Only then did the other women free Tanya from the ropes. They said nothing to her, but Tanya felt as if she had just been put through some humiliating initiation.
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“This way,” Lady called out, gesturing. She was in her usual uniform of loose-fitting, half-unbuttoned blouse, tight, thigh-high skirt, and plain black heels. “Single file. Heads up. Shoulders back! March!”
Tanya fell in line behind number Two. The lovely black woman had once been called Janet. She had once been a legal assistant. Since she had been brought here some years ago, though, she was simply number Two and she didn’t like talking about all that had been taken away from her. Sometimes, Tanya wondered about Lady. Did the Master still use her on occasion, or did he keep her simply so that she could keep his harem in line?
It didn’t really matter. Tanya walked quietly along as Lady led them all out to the outdoor pool area. There was music there, and food cooking, and liquor flowing. She saw more men around the pool than there were women in the harem and knew that she would have to service more than one man before the day was over, unless Master wanted to keep her for himself again.
Lady led the line of naked women over to the big pool. There was a high block wall around the area, too high to see over and topped with broken glass set in mortar, but she could smell a faint tang of salt air and dimly hear a distant growl of surf. After talking with some of the other women…not all of them spoke English…she thought that they were probably on an island somewhere in the Caribbean. At least it was warm here, which was a good thing since she was allowed to wear nothing but the gleaming heavy chain locked around her neck.
This was not her first ‘party’ here, but it was her first with the entire harem present. She hadn’t liked that first party. The Master had turned her over to three dangerous-looking men after a conversation she had not been able to follow at all. Those men had taken her into a small room not far from the pool area and forced her to her hands and knees before violently fucking her. At least they had used some sort of lubricant. She had endured it, making no more noise than was necessary to let them know that they were affecting her until the third man took his turn. He wanted her ass, and he took it. She had screamed then, over and over, while his companions stood around watching and laughing and making nasty-sounding comments.
Lady gave a signal, and the entire harem jumped into the pool. Tanya splashed and squealed as all of the other women did, pretending to play. They were allowed to simply float or stand in the water for a little while to rest if they needed to, but never for long. They were supposed to make themselves attractive to the Master’s guests. Tanya did not want to make herself attractive to them, but she feared what might happen to her if
she didn’t. Later, they would be allowed to leave the water for a little while to sunbathe. They always had to do that in pairs and slather oily lotion all over each other’s bodies before they could lie down. Tanya tried to pair herself with number Two, but number Two refused and she had to settle for number 7, an olive-skinned woman with dark hair, flashing dark eyes, who spoke no English at all. She seemed to like rubbing her slippery, oily hands all over Tanya’s body, but especially on her breasts. Tanya replied in kind, which seemed to please number 7 immensely. Afterwards, Tanya lay inert on one of the thin air mattresses by the pool. If she stayed still and kept her eyes closed, she could pretend that she was on a beach somewhere, and not a glistening object of interest to strange men. As she lay inert, she wondered about Lady once more. How had that woman come by her position here? Had she begun as just another harem slave, and wormed her way into the position she now held? If so, how had she done that, and would it be possible to usurp that position? Tanya wondered about that a lot. She did not want to end up like the previous number 3, and unseating Lady…some day, somehow…seemed to be her only possible chance. She would have to watch Lady carefully and learn. In the meantime, she could play the obedient slave to her new master no matter how much she despised him or hated his touch. Lady was allowed to wear clothes and go on errands. Tanya thought she would prefer doing that to being pawed and fucked by strange men until she was no longer young and attractive.
The day wore on, and the sun slipped towards the horizon. Torches were lit and the party went on. From time to time, one of the guests would select one of the women in or around the pool and lead her away for a while. They never chose Tanya, and after a while that began to worry her. It could only mean that she was being kept for something especially nasty later. The idea haunted her until she thought that just possibly Master was going to take her to his quarters once the party was over, in the meantime leaving her on display as eye candy for his guests.
