OffWorld Slave Girl - Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

OffWorld Slave Girl - Chapter 4

... the empty seat next to him. “How was your afternoon?” he enquired. “Good, thank you Mr Norton, very relaxing,” I replied. “Well, to each his own I suppose,” he said smiling, taking a sip from his wine glass. I suppose he meant he didn't really understand why I had chosen Helena. That he had offered what he considered were better girls, because they were younger, and I had turned him down in favor of a thirty-seven year old woman. We enjoyed a five course meal. It was very, very good food. Only the best for Norton. I chatted with him about various things again. He allowed his slave girls to chat amongst themselves. It seems they were all one big family of sorts. After the last course, Norton and I retired to a small lounge for coffee. “So, I think I would like to buy those two pieces from you,” he said eventually, “What’s your best price?” Norton was extremely wealthy, but still wanted to knock me down on my price. I gave him my standard price for the pieces he was interested in. He said it was too much, and offered me around two thirds of what I had asked for. That price wasn't bad, but I thought it better to try and delay taking his offer until I could speak with Helena. I told him I would think it over and let him know in the morning. As he agreed, another parade of eight lovely women walked in and stood in front of us. They all wore black lingerie in various forms, stockings, corsets, basques, teddies etc. They had obviously been told to dress to service their owner’s ...

... guest for the night. “Well son, take your pick for the evening,” Norton said, “Any of these girls will take good care of you all night.” They all looked divine. However, Helena was not present in the line-up. She had also not been at dinner. I hoped she was alright. “Again Mr Norton, your selection of girls is truly breath-taking. You are indeed a very lucky man,” I told him. “Well thank you son, but it’s not luck that got me all these women, you know?” “Yes of course, I understand,” I replied, “However, please don't take offence, these girls are delightful, but I would really like to see Helena again.” “Helena? Again?” he asked, looking puzzled, “I told her not to come, so you could choose another girl, and not feel embarrassed about it.” “Oh, I see.” “You really want to screw that old lady again?” he asked, almost exasperated. These rich guys really couldn't see past their twenty-something women. “Well, yes, if it’s alright with you. It would make me very happy sir” I replied. “Well… okay then” he said, still puzzled, “I'll have her sent to your room then.” “Thank you once again sir,” I said, shaking his hand. “Yep, well goodnight then son. We'll talk business at breakfast then,” Norton said, and one of his slave girls left the line-up to help him out of the room. I wondered which of the much younger women from the dinner earlier he would be fucking tonight. Perhaps he had a parade of girls waiting in his room to choose from. A servant escorted me through the grounds and back ...