Sausages for the Slave Ch. 16 - Sex Stories

Sausages for the Slave Ch. 16

... at the end of my time in Dubai. No guarantee she'll agree to sell, or that she won't have sold you on in the meantime.'

'Taking you to Dubai is not an option, Dan. Just in case you are going to suggest it. Having you around in the apartment would just be too difficult. It would get in the way of me doing my job.'

'I understand.'

'We both know there is a third option that is always open to you. It is to walk out the door. That option is there all the time, Dan. Though it is not realistic, especially now that you have been a declared runaway slave. You'd be at risk out in the open. There is money to be made hunting and capturing runaways. I've seen the slave sites. You are on there now, in all your glory. Wanted, Runaway Slave. Answers to the name of Dan. Sophia is offering a reward. And I see she has you barcoded. I wouldn't recommend option three, Dan.'

'No, Mary. I agree,' said Dan, anxious to stay in on this rather one-sided conversation.

'So there it is. I'm off to the board meeting. You can be thinking about what you want to do. I'm sure Alexa will find something for you to do till I return. Then we'll go for that meal and you can let me know what you want to do.'

'Any particular thing you want me to do while you are at work?'

'Don't worry, there is lots to be done. The house hasn't been dusted for the last four weeks. Stay naked for the day. I'll enjoy looking online at my naked slave doing my bidding around the house. Alexa will give you a ...

... schedule of chores once I leave for the office. Which I'm going to do now. You can have my coat and bag ready.'

'Yes, Madam.'

As she took her coat and bag, Mary gave Dan a little peck on the cheek while fondling his balls. Her power dressed and hyped up. Him naked and vulnerable. Point made and taken. Then she was gone.

Dan's day worked out just like any other day back when he operated as Mary's slave. Alexa ordered him about. He did Mary's bedroom, made up the bed, cleaned her bathroom. Was told to start vacuuming, so he got to it. Was allowed a lunch break and back to vacuuming. This was interrupted only to allow Dan to bend over and be fucked by the kitchen Alexa. As Dan vacuumed, he had time to think about what Mary said. To ponder his options. He found the vacuuming strangely relaxing, therapeutic almost. Towards four in the afternoon, Alexa allowed Dan his statutory fifteen minute break. He made himself a coffee, sat in the lounge, read an old Sunday newspaper and felt great. A mild triple zap to his collar told him Mary was about to arrive home. He rushed to the garage door to stand naked, waiting in attendance on her arrival, as was expected of Dan the domestic slave.

Later, after Dan had made a sandwich for Mary, and she told him all about how well the board meeting went, she had Dan stand in her bedroom and watch her shower. He was tasked with drying her all over and dressing her, starting with her sheer lace panties and bra, rolling on her nylons and clipping ...