Jodie's Slaves Part Six - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Six

... left the sponge in the barn for a couple of hours. Barb had come back in the house and said it did not want to eat, but when I went out later to check on it...the drink was spilled over the floor, cup on its side and there was a new bruise right across Sponge’s belly. I teared up for a second. Sweet Barb! But we had to be careful. It wouldn’t do to cross lines that cannot be uncrossed.

I took Sponge down and tied one hand to the post, leaving the other free. I took out the package of peanut butter crackers I had in my pocket.

“Hungry?” I asked, holding them out. She flinched and tried to back away. “It’s an actual offer, but it has a time limit,” I clarified. She kept her eyes down as she took the crackers from me. I put a bottle of water down next to her. She looked broken, but I knew she was not, not yet. I waited while she ate and drank the water and then fastened a collar around her neck, tying a rope to it. I hobbled her ankles, leaving just enough room for her to take tiny baby steps.

We didn’t speak at all as I led her to the garage and spread her out on top of Bill’s workbench. I shackled her arms and legs down to the legs of the bench. The garage was heated, she didn’t need a cover.

“Tomorrow we will go to close up your apartment and make arrangements to store your stuff. You will be able to call your people and tell them when and where to meet you in the future. Twice a week, for a half an hour only and I will be with you the entire time. One word, one ...

... look, one move out of place and I will destroy you, understand?” She nodded.

“Very good. Keep this behavior up and you may earn a real bed in a month or two. I was under your thumb for two years. Now you will be under mine. Get some sleep, Bitch! You are going to need it.” I flipped the light off and locked the garage up tightly.

Julie

Sitting together on Jodi’s bed just hanging out before bedtime I was surfing all over trying to find some bras for mom. Maternity bras were okay but not for what I had in mind. Shelf bras were closer but still not quite right. I interrupted Jodi’s own web search abruptly.

“Hey, what do you think of this one?” I asked, showing her another shelf bra.

“Julie, I thought you were looking for bras with nipple holes but that is a nice bra and would leave her nipples easy to get to and still give her some support. You’re right, we don't want her to end up with saggy tits.” Jodi thought for a moment and added, “As crafty as Barb is, why don't you just have her make what you want. Nipple holes in a bra seems pretty easy for someone who can sew.”

Of course she was right. It had crossed my mind but silly me felt silly asking her to do it.

“Yeah, you're right. No reason I can’t have her make what I want. It’s only been a week since we told her everything and it’s taking me a little time to get used to her being our slave and being able to make her do whatever we want.”

Jodi smiled and said. “ I hear you, babe. It takes some getting ...