That shocked me. I thought I was being bought as a sex slave despite what the MC had said, and I hadn’t anticipated he’d have a wife. Was I really only going to be a house slave? He removed my blindfold and undid the seat belt and then came round and helped me out of the car. The house in the security floodlights looked large but I only had a glance at it as I hurriedly followed him inside and out of the cold air that blew up under the fur coat.

We entered a large room that I assumed was the lounge. A cheery log fire burned in the hearth and as we entered a woman stood up. You bought her then. She didn’t sound very pleased.

“Yes dear. Phyl this is Hayley, Hayley this is my wife Phyllis who you will address as ma’am when you need to answer her.”

Not knowing if I was supposed to say anything, I ventured, Good evening ma’am, but she didn’t reply or offer me her hand.

“Well Dan, are you going to let me see the rest of her. I daresay you paid a goodly price for her. The woman’s voice was sharp and I had a feeling she didn’t really want me there and if I was, she was jolly well going to make sure I really was a slave. Dan removed my coat and unlocked my wrist cuffs.

“She only cost five grand and we have her until the evening of January the second. He handed her the papers that came with me and she quickly skimmed through them before turning her full attention on me.

Phyl looked me up and down and bade me turn round. In her face I read the criticism of my figure and her words confirmed it. Well I suppose she’ll do. She wouldn’t grace the cover of Vogue but if she’s any good in bed that will do. Bobby might decide he likes something with a bit of meat on its bones. He’s totally ignored all the other much more attractive girls we’ve invited so perhaps once he’s had a night or two fucking this lump of lard, he’ll want to try something better.”

Her crude comments stung me but wisely I kept quiet and just let my tears flow down my face again. Who is Bobby? I thought. And why wasn’t he interested in better looking girls? The question remained unanswered.

“So you want to be trained as a slave? she asked.

“I didn’t write those papers ma’am it was

“Silence slave. A simple yes or no will do. Which is it?”

“No ma’am.”

“Well it says here that you will try and worm your way out of it so we’ll ignore that completely. We’ve paid a lot of money for you and you will be treated like a real slave like it says you want to be, and any misbehaviour or reluctance to do our wishes will be punished. I already have a strap and a riding crop to hand to use when necessary. My eyes flooding again and I began sobbing loudly. Get used to it slave. Weeping won’t help and will only get you a further dose of the punishment.”

She was going to be the one to watch and be very careful around in this household. Dan seemed to be more of a gentleman. He held my hand up and examined the chafe marks on my wrists. We’d better put some salve on these dear. We won’t want Bobby to think he getting damaged goods for Christmas.”

Phyl nodded but then turned to her husband and asked, Are you going to have her tonight?”

“They said she is a virgin dear so I thought we’d leave that for Bob but I could use a blowjob after I’ve peed. I expect she ought to go too and her face needs a good clean up.”

“Well I want her as well tonight and I want to see what the stripes from the crop look like across her fat arse. She needs to know we mean business and won’t be taking any nonsense from her. Take her to the toilet and bring her to the bedroom and I’ll thrash her arse while she sucks you off. That’s how real slaves get treated.”

“Please no, I started to plead.

“What were you told about speaking slave? I wasn’t given chance to answer before she said, That’s some extra stripes for your arse. Start protesting some more and it will be your tits that feel the bite of the crop too. As you can tell, I am not pleased with what my husband is doing and yes, I will take my anger out on you. You are certainly not the type of girl I wanted for Bobby. Take her away Dan or I’ll start on the whore right now.”

Dan led me upstairs and into a large bathroom with a deep tub, an ornate shower and the usual toilet and washbasins set into a counter and backed by a full-length mirror. Sorry, Dan apologised, I know it should be ladies first but I’m pretty desperate. You better stand and watch because you’ll be getting a close-up view of my prick shortly. He indicated where I should stand, lifted the seat and pulled out his prick. It seemed large to me but I found out that it wasn’t exceptional. I blanched at the thought that soon I would have to take that thing in my mouth. I knew the biology of it all and one doesn’t take computer courses without seeing some of the graphic videos that pop up unexpectedly when seemingly innocent words are typed into a search engine but this was for real. I would feel it, smell it and it taste the semen that came out of it.

He lowered the seat and told me that it was my turn. Yesterday, (was it only yesterday? I remember thinking) I would have been highly embarrassed at having to pee in front of anyone. I was when I had to do it while the girls watched, but I was past that stage now. I needed to go and I did. While I sat there, Dan opened a cabinet and found a tube of cream that he rubbed into the chafe marks on my wrists and ankles. Is your collar okay? he asked.

“Yes sir, I answered and then tried to ask, Will ma’am really thrash.”

He put his fingers across my lips. Phyl is in the bedroom behind that door and while she won’t hear the words you’re saying, she will know it is your voice. And yes, I’m afraid your arse will be sore before you go to sleep tonight. You will have to take great care to avoid annoying her in future. And don’t think of trying to run and hide or do anything to avoid it; the penalties will be too severe and she’ll forget about your having to work after you go back. As you may have guessed, she didn’t like the idea of my buying a slave girl as a present for my son in the first place. It wasn’t my idea either His voice trailed off as though he was about to say something that he shouldn’t. Rinse your face and let’s get it over with. Terrified and with my whole body trembling, he led me back into the bedroom.

Phyl sat up in an enormous four-poster bed wearing only a short see-through nightdress that seemed incongruous on a woman of her age. I guessed she was several years younger than her husband but with all the beauty treatments available to those with enough money to afford them, my guess could have been way out. You took your time, she snapped. Delaying things is not going to help you. Now get yourself bent over the end of the bed. I think we’d better cuff her to one of the posts Dan.”

“No please. I’m not really a slave

“Silence girl. Dan put that ball back in her mouth and shut her up. I’ve heard enough of her whining. Dan did as he was instructed but instead of the metal cuffs I’d been wearing, he used soft leather ones. They were new and I guessed they had been bought especially for me, But how did he know he would win me at the auction? I thought. How could he have known? My being forced to lie across the bed soon distracted my thoughts and helplessly I allowed my wrists to be fastened to a post. Hold her ankles Dan, I don’t want her kicking. Make sure you hold her tight because this may be the first real thrashing of her life and if I have my way it won’t be the last.”

“Don’t be too unkind dear. It is her first time. I heard Dan’s words as he stood between by feet that overhung the side of the bed and grasped them to his body. The fact that he could now see my open vagina was the least of my worries. It was only seconds later that I felt the first of a searing series of stripes across my bottom. Had I been able, I would have screamed the house down, but I was helpless.

“The strap seems to have warmed her arse up nicely, now let’s see what the crop does. Through a haze of pain I heard Phyl’s sharp voice and it registered that the thrashing I’d just had was only the beginning. I didn’t believe that I could take any more pain but I had no choice.

“I think a dozen will do for starters, then we’ll see how she performs and if it isn’t good enough, she can have another dozen. Hardly had her words sunk in and a line of fire decorated my poor bottom. I didn’t believe a woman could withstand such abuse but every few seconds the riding crop bit deeply into my soft flesh. She should be able to take plenty more of this. Just look at the way her arse flesh bounces when the crop bites into it. What a sight. I’m beginning to be pleased that you bought her. My mind couldn’t conceive how any woman could be so cruel and callous. Finally, after I’d withstood more pain than I ever thought possible, I realised it was over and her fingers were massaging and nipping the ridges across my buttocks. I just lay there sobbing and wondering what I had done to deserve this severity of punishment.

“It looks like that got you well and truly aroused Dan. Do you want first turn with her?”

“No dear. You can have her first. I’m glad I didn’t allow her to suck me during that thrashing. It was overly severe dear and I think she would have bitten it off.”

When Dan came to free my hands, I saw his prick was now standing rigidly up and looked much larger than when I’d seen it earlier. I tried to rub my bottom but was ordered to lie between Phyl’s legs, my face close to her crotch. Remember slave no complaining or begging when the gag is removed otherwise you know what will happen. Your arse or tits will have another dose of the crop. The hateful woman’s voice sounded gleeful. Have you ever serviced a woman before girl?”

“No ma am, I stuttered my reply.

“Well you should know the places that arouse you when you use your fingers to amuse yourself, do the same to me but with your tongue. She gripped my collar and pulled me until my face was buried in her sparse pubic hair. Get on with it, she ordered, And make sure you do a good job unless you want another thrashing. And stop that crying, I don’t want my sheets all wet. I didn’t want to feel the riding crop ever again but I couldn’t prevent my tears flowing but she didn’t comment on them. Tentatively I started running my tongue up and down her labia and clitoris. Harder! came the sharp command. I licked harder and sucked on her clit. She was already very wet and I guessed that thrashing me had got her juices going and I hoped it wouldn’t be too difficult for me to get her to climax. It still took five or ten minutes so perhaps her age had something to do with it.

“Your turn Dan. The woman didn’t comment on my performance but simply pushed me away, wiped her wet stomach with a tissue and smoothed her nightdress down. Unconcernedly she slid under the bedclothes ready for sleeping.

Dan whispered his instructions to me. You’ll lie under the duvet head first so that your mouth is level with my prick and your cunt with mine. I’ve brought the cream so I’ll rub some of that into your arse but then you must suck me all the way and don’t let any of my spunk stain the sheets. I shall want to suck and play with you at the same time. You will try and keep your mouth around my prick all night long. Understand?”

“Yes sir, I whispered back.

“None of this should hurt you Hayley. At least that was something to be grateful for.

The pain in my buttocks increased when I got off the bed to walk round to his side and I was shaking so much that I fell to my knees and had to grab a bedpost to pull myself up. I know I cried out at the sight when I passed the mirrored wardrobe and saw the livid welts; even allowing for the dim light, they looked raw but there was no blood. They hurt so badly I was afraid to touch them and I certainly had no wish to receive any further punishment by staining the sheet. Inwardly I cursed the girls from the office, cursed the woman who’d thrashed me, and cursed Dan for not preventing it. Almost inaudibly I winced as I walked the few steps.

Dan lay on the bed with the duvet pulled back so that I could get in without struggling. The clock showed 1:53 a.m. I hadn’t been up this late for many years, but my attention was focused on the fire in my buttocks and by the stiff prick that I would soon be sucking. I almost cried out when Dan applied the cream but I managed to keep it within me for I had no wish to waken the callous bitch and suffer further at her hands. I know Dan tried to be gentle but the least touch sent bolts of pain through to my brain. He was considerate enough to wait a few minutes for me to recover a little before ordering me to suck him and for that I suppose I should have been grateful.

I’d seen the pictures posted on various web sites but this was for real. Well at least it isn’t going to hurt you to try it, I told myself, And if you don’t do it, he’ll probably have to spank you or worse and if that wakes up madam! That thought didn’t bear thinking about and, as gently as I could, I lay beside him in the classic sixty-nine position. Dan covered me with the light duvet so I couldn’t see what I was doing but I found there was adequate air for me to breathe even if it was a little stifling. Tentatively I took the end of his prick into my mouth. His hips started a slow in and out movement and finding that there was no real unpleasantness in sucking it, I responded with more positive sucking movements of my own. You need to keep him happy Hayley, I reasoned, He might be able to protect you from his wife although she seems to be the one who wears the trousers in this household. I tried to concentrate on what I was doing but all the time, the pain in my bottom took top priority and tears flowed unchecked from my eyes.

Without any warning, Dan shifted his body and threw one leg to the other side of my face and he partially rolled on top of me. Involuntarily I gave a yell as my bottom took the full weight of my body and part of his but fortunately the duvet stifled it. His hands parted my legs, again causing more pain but then I felt his lips on my pubic mound and his tongue start licking along my slit. He’s doing to me what I did to his wife and it feels nice. You’d better carry on sucking him properly. Putting my thoughts into action, I recommenced sucking with more enthusiasm and it wasn’t long before I tasted his semen. It wasn’t the boiling hot liquid that some stories proclaimed, in fact it had little taste and I’d swallowed much of it before I realised what had happened. By now though, even with all the pain, his ministrations were bearing fruit and I was reaching my climax. Gently I rubbed my mound against his mouth until I shuddered and came.

“Good night, Dan whispered under the cover, Just keep sucking gently. It’s something I often wanted to try but didn’t have the chance. He moved to one side again and it was with some relief I felt the weight lift from my tender bottom. For the time being I just kept his now soft prick in my mouth without really working on it.

Tired as I was, sleep wouldn’t come although from the lack of movement, I think Dan did. I lay quietly thinking and hoping the pain would die down. It did a little but I only had to move a tiny amount before it started up again. What are they going to do with me? Will they really allow me to go home? What will Bobby be like? Was there any chance that I might escape? Whatever happens this will be a Christmas you will remember for the rest of your life girl and perhaps not the most pleasant of Christmases either. Certainly it will be different. At least you won’t be spending it at home alone, lonely and depressed. No you’ll spend it here being raped and thrashed. All because of those office bitches. Will I have the courage to go back to the office when they know what happened to me? Should I go to the police and get them arrested? Would that not cause me even more embarrassment and humiliation? Probably I’ll have to look for another job. That is if I get to go back. Will they just keep me here? Or sell me again to get their money back. I remember hearing on the news that there was still an illegal trade in selling white girls to Indonesia. Still no one will really want a fat girl like me. Eventually I must have drifted off to sleep because Dan, thrusting his hard prick in my face, jerked me awake. It must have slipped out while I was asleep. Not wishing to incur his wrath, I started sucking again and didn’t object when he reciprocated. Once more I tasted his seed and he licked me to another climax. If it wasn’t for the caning and the pain, I could get to enjoy this, I mused, But what will it be like to be raped as I surely will later on?”

Suddenly the duvet folded back and Dan indicated that I should get out and get my handbag. I hobbled like an old woman behind him into the bathroom and we washed and did our teeth together and he insisted on watching me take my pill. At least they wanted to ensure that I didn’t become pregnant. I was still rather shy at using the toilet with him alongside me but I had to go and I had no idea when another opportunity might occur so I sat carefully on the seat. He gave a little smile when I cried out quietly as my weight on the hard seat caused another stab of pain but it wasn’t an evil smile and I tried to give a little grin back but it was very forced.

“Put your hands behind your neck, he ordered quietly. I knew he didn’t wish to wake Phyl and I did as he requested. This of course, pushed my breasts forward and he spent some time playing with them. Although they are not out of proportion to the rest of my frame, they are rather large and I’ve always tried to keep them hidden under layers of clothing. He seemed to enjoy rolling them around in his hands and then suckling my nipples until they became erect and hard and my vagina became moist yet again. I noticed that his prick started to harden but he didn’t become fully erect. No doubt that was too much to expect for a man of his age. At least he put some more cream on my welts.