Jodie's Slaves Part Four - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Four

... close, stroking her hair and speaking softly about general nothings.

“Mistress…” She coughed and I handed her the water I had nearby. “Mistress, I...still…”

“Need to cum?” I finished for her. She nodded, hiding her face in my chest. “No.”

Forgetting herself, she looked up at me. I moved my hand, just a twitch, and she bowed her head again.

“Please, Mistress!” she begged, “It hurts less when…”

“And that is the problem, slut! This is not for your pleasure, but for mine and for your education! You will cum when I tell you too and at no other time! And remember...there are cameras everywhere now! Don’t even think about trying to circumvent my orders, Bitch! I will find out,” I warned harshly.

“No, Mistress Jodi. I would never…”

I cuddled her close and she held me back. I gave her the affection and approval she craved, because I believed her. And when I finally did allow her to cum...it was going to blow her mind!

Julie, however, I did not trust to keep her fingers out from under the leather chastity belt, even if it would be almost impossible. So when Barb left for her bathroom to clean up I took the collar chain, locks and cuffs to Julie’s room and left her to sleep with her wrists locked to her collar with a chain that would only let reach as far as her chest and tightened the chastity belt, just in case. She had protested, of course, but I told her that Barb was being denied orgasm, too. I enticed her with how totally awesome the orgasm is...how ...

... much bigger and better after a period of denial. I said the chains were just so when she was asleep she didn’t accidentally pleasure herself and I wanted to give her this gift of an amazing orgasm! She believed me. I also kissed and fondled her to panting arousal and left her there to go and remove the evidence and clean up my room.

Chapter 9

A new life, Milking mother, pony pledge, sweet chastity

Jodi

I was driving back to my old street. I didn’t want to be...not really...but the other day when Julie helped me with Barb for the first time, I had a revelation. Watching Julie’s little hand press against Barbs gorgeous breast as she suckled her and licked...it was hot...incredibly hot. I wanted to see it for real!

But that meant going to see Tess. Tess was a friend of my Mother’s. And by friend, I meant the bitch that brought Mother her drugs. She was a nurse and had a thriving business in drugs she somehow secreted out of the hospital.

She also made a lot of money selling human breastmilk on the black market and setting up jobs for nursing prostitutes. She was the only person I knew who could get me the drugs that would be needed to induce lactation in Barb. I understood the procedure vaguely, but I also needed her to give me the exact details.

She was going to ask for something in return. I was positive of that much, but I had no idea what it would be. If I were anyone else it would be a straightforward business transaction. I am not anyone else. I am the ...