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His Personal Slave (David Jewell)


His Personal Slave by David Jewell

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Donald and Drew are astrological twins: they formed a friendship in elementary school and became lovers in high school. Now they are both doms and world famous slave traders. From their secluded cabin in central Vermont, they train and sell slaves.

Donald and Drew each have their own personal slave. In addition, they usually have two to four slaves in training at any given time. They are busy but truly enjoy their work. They are intense, demanding and sadistic as they mold people into slaves worthy of their reputation. Then he falls in love with a new trainee, Olivia, and decides she is not to be sold. She is to be trained to be his personal slave!

Product type: EBook    Published by: Renaissance E Books    Published: 6 / 2018

No. words: 50122

Style: Male Dom - M/F, Bondage/BDSM Groupsex

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Chapter One

The cabin as they called it was in reality a fortress with the latest in security devices protecting the property from intruders or prying eyes. It was located in a secluded part of central Vermont surrounded by a dense forest with a narrow, unmarked, and unpaved driveway leading from the highway. The driveway was over a half a mile long and lined with cameras and other sensing devices to insure their privacy and to make sure that no unwanted visitors wandered near the cabin.
The cabin was an expansive two-story log cabin situated on one hundred and sixty areas of dense forest. It blended well into its environment and was almost invisible to the casual eye even from the air. It was designed to be environmentally friendly and self-contained. The main floor had a state of the art kitchen, a huge living room, a study that connected it to the outside world with the most advanced computer and satellite communications. There was a massive granite fireplace in the family room with a sliding glass door leading to a deck. Upstairs were four huge bedrooms. Each one had a private bathroom. Two were identical master bedrooms with a large walk-in closets, a bath with a whirlpool and a sauna, and a small deck that enabled one to look over the property at the rear of the cabin and at the deck below. They were located at opposite ends of the second floor and separated by the two other smaller bedrooms. The walkout basement was divided into a large room with several smaller rooms located adjacent to it. It also contained another large bathroom complete with a whirlpool and sauna. The sliding patio door opened onto a small concrete patio below the main deck and gave access to the small back yard and forest beyond.
The location of the cabin had been carefully selected to be very isolated and yet within an easy drive from Harford, Connecticut, Boston, Massachusetts, and New York City, New York. Privacy was of the utmost importance for the owners. And no expense was spared to ensure that they had exactly what they wanted. After all, their business demanded the kind of privacy that Vermont along with its sparse population and thick forests could offer. Or course, the addition of the latest in security devices both in and outside of the cabin made sure that they encountered no surprise intrusions into their private and secret world.
Drew Harper and Donald Stevens owned the property. They were born on the same day in the same year in Hyannis Port, Massachusetts. So astrologically speaking, they were twins. Drew was a raven haired beauty with deep blue eyes. She was almost six feet tall with long, slender, toned legs. Her narrow waist emphasized her hour-glass figure which kept its precise balance thanks to a rigorous fitness program. Donald was slightly shorter by half an inch. His hair was black and his eyes were medium blue. And by any standards, he was handsome and charming. Sharing the same passion for a rigorous workout with Drew, his chest was developed, his waist was narrow and his muscular arms and legs exuded strength and power.
As evidence of her dominant nature, Drew was valedictorian at her high school. And she graduated magna cum laude from the university with a degree in international law.
Donald was born a half hour later than Drew. He, too, was intelligent but preferred to demonstrate his leadership on the athletic field. He received a full-ride scholarship in baseball to the same university that Drew attended. He played shortstop on the varsity team three out of four years. He graduated with honors with a degree in psychology.
Friends from the first grade, Drew and Donald were always close and felt comfortable in sharing their innermost secrets and desires. After venturing out into the world after graduation, they decided to follow their passion which not only satisfied their perverse sexual needs but also provided the avenue to becoming wealthy—very wealth—to which the lavish cabin in Vermont and their house on the Cape attested. From her years of experience with an influential law firm that negotiated contracts around the world, Drew had contacts with a diverse population of wealthy people. After graduation, Donald continued to explore the human psyche and honed his skills in behavioral modification at a famous think tank in New England. Capitalizing on their education, experience and special connection as astrological twins, they became international slave traders with a reputation of procuring only the highest quality slaves for their clients in terms of training and physical attributes.
Drew and Donald worked hard in maintaining their reputation of delivering only the best trained and obedient slaves available anywhere in the world. They were very discerning in their selection of those whom they would train. Their training was harsh, demanding and thorough in every detail. As a result, they were able to demand premium prices for their slaves. As clients reaped the rewards of their work, witnessed their training techniques and heard stories of what else happened at the cabin, they were known around world as the "evil twins". They took pride in this world view of themselves and their work.

Chapter Two

Donald Stevens occupied the master bedroom that faced to the east. He enjoyed waking up as the sun rose. For him, it was the best part of the day. In the quiet of the dawn, he considered the opportunities and challenges that the day might hold. He stood naked before the large window and enjoyed the warmth of the early rays that touched his body. He smiled at the sun as his personal slave knelt at his feet. He moaned softly as his flaccid cock entered her mouth with its soft, moist and full lips and provided him with a marvelous wakeup call.
Sue had been his slave for the last five years. She usually slept in the adjacent bedroom but last night she had been given the privilege of sleeping with her master. Gratefully, she knelt at his feet to show her appreciation. Her long shiny black hair reached halfway down her back. "Mmmmm," she purred as she gently offered her thanks by holding the tip of his penis in her mouth and slowly moving her tongue over the head and around the corona. She felt it flex in her mouth as evidence of his enjoyment over the way she was thanking him for last night.
"You do that so well, my pet." He softly stroked her hair as he felt his penis quickly reacting to her oral skills and filling with blood. He thoroughly enjoyed the view of her lips surrounding his penis against the background of her full breasts.
Sue had come to New York City six years ago looking for break as a dancer on Broadway. She had the fortune or misfortune of walking into Donald Stevens' talent office in search of an agent. Soon afterwards, she was taken to his cabin for what was supposes to be a long weekend of fun. She soon discovered that he had other plans for her and never returned to New York to pursue her dream. Over time with harsh training, she was transformed into his slave. She rarely left the cabin or its grounds and for the most part she was content with her life except for missing her family. With his encouragement, she kept herself in good shape. And she still considered her powerful and toned legs to be her best asset. Initially, she entertained thoughts of escape but no longer. She was content and happy to serve her master.

In the other master bedroom, Drew Harper was getting her morning adrenal rush in another way. She had tied her slave of four years spread-eagle to her bed. She had placed a red ball gag in his mouth and placed his balls into tight bondage.
Greg had also come to New York City for his big break. As luck would have it, he found the talent office of Donald Stevens. He, too, was taken away to the cabin for a weekend and never returned to New York City to chase his dream.
Sitting next to him, Drew smiled at her bound slave. She looked into his brown eyes while softly caressing his penis. "I have an interesting morning planned for you." she shared.
He moaned as she toyed with glans. He stared at her firm breasts that were being pushed up and together by her black leather bra. He wanted to bury his face in her cleavage and enjoy their warmth and softness against his face. "Mmmmmm."
"I do make you so needy, my pet," she mused with a sense of pride.
He nodded his agreement.
"Am I'm going to be make you exceptionally needy this morning," she promised with an evil smile.
He had no doubts that she would. He began to fuck her hand after he was fully erect. He moaned when she released her grip. He moaned again when she stood up and removed her leather panties. Focusing on her neatly trimmed pudendum, he desperately wanted to taste her and shower her pussy with kisses.
Knowing it would help keep him hard, she placed powerful clamps on his nipples. And she definitely wanted him hard, very hard, this morning. She smiled as he winced and pulled against his bonds as the clamps turned the tips of his nipples white. "It's going to get even better, my pet."
He blew air out past his gag as he adjusted to the clamps. He felt the pain making him even harder as it always did. His mistress knew him and his body so well.
Mistress Drew moved onto the bed. Facing his feet, she straddled his face. She positioned her pussy on the ball gag and gently rocked back and forth. She massaged her breasts as she enjoyed how the ball gag split her open and massaged the opening of her pussy along with her clit.
"Mmmm," he moaned as he watched her working her pussy on his gag. He wanted to taste her as he watched her juices coating the ball gag. What he wanted was so close and yet so far away. He now knew what her comment about things getting even better meant—better for her but not for him. He arched his chin up. From her moans, he knew she was appreciative of his efforts to please her even more. He held out some hope for a small reward like tasting her or enjoying one of her marvelous blowjobs. He jumped when she leaned forward and took his hard, leaking cock into her mouth. He arched up and made it clear that he wanted more of what she was doing. He found himself mesmerized by the way she continued to work her pussy on his gag. He wished he could beg to eat her. He moaned as she proved herself superior in her ability to perform fellatio. He entertained the idea of cumming in her mouth until she stopped sucking on his cock.
"No yet, my pet," she said as if reading his mind which was begging to share his fluids with her. She turned around and engulfed his hard cock with her wet, hot and slippery pussy. "I do like you hard," she commented as she moved up and down on his shaft.
He winced in pain when she leaned forward and her leather bra brushed over his nipple clamps when she kissed his gag. He moaned in frustration as she slowly moved her tongue over his lips. He wanted to suck on her tongue and feel it probing deep inside of his mouth. Pulling against his restraints, he fucked as best as he could.
She pushed up and looked deep into his eyes. "I'm the only one who is going to cum this morning. Understand?" She smiled when he nodded his understanding. "Oh, yeah," she breathed as she took him with long, slow strokes. She closed her eyes and enjoyed how his hardness was taking her closer and closer to what she wanted and needed. She felt him flexing inside of her and it further excited her knowing just how much she was turning him on.
"Mmmmmmm."
"You are going to make me cum."
When she looked at him, he saw the telltale signs of her impending climax. He arched his hips and gave her full access to all that he had. He focused on being obedient and keeping his climax in check. "Mmmmmmm."
She stroked his cock faster and faster with her pussy. "Yes, yes, yes." She wantonly worked her clit on his pulsating shaft. "Yes!" she exclaimed. She quivered and bucked on the instrument of pleasure that was impaling her until completely satisfied. Then she sat all the way down and continued to work her clit on his shaft. "That was awesome, my pet." She lifted off. "Maybe I will let you cum," she said before taking him back into her mouth.
Please, Mistress, let me cum for you, he mentally telegraphed to her. His bound balls were ready to explode with the abundance of cum that had endeared him to her heart from the start of their relationship.

Down the hall, Master Donald came. "Take it all," he demanded as his load spurted into Sue's mouth. "Keep sucking until I tell you to stop."
Sue knew the drill. She knew how much he loved having his cock sucked after he came. She savored his taste, swallowed his fluids and kept her lips firmly around his penis. "Mmmmmm," she purred.
"Very good, my pet." He lustfully watched as she continued to provide him with oral sex. "I'm going to shower before breakfast."
"Yes, Master. It'll be ready for you and mistress by the time you're finished."
"Good." He dismissed her.

"Please let me cum, Mistress," Greg begged as soon as the ball gag was removed.
She stroked his cock and then looked at him. "No, that's not in my plans for you."
"Please, Mistress."
"No." She pulled the chain that connected his nipple clamps and let him know that her decision was final.
"Ow." He understood the message she had delivered. He stopped begging and accepted his fate. "Ohhh," he moaned when she released both clamps from his nipples.
"You can help Sue with breakfast. I'll be down in a few," she said after releasing him and his balls from their bondage.
"Yes, Mistress." Rubbing his wrists, he left to find Sue.



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Renaissance E Books publishes the best in classic and contemporary popular fiction and nonfiction through its PageTurner imprint, and the best in classic and contemporary erotica through its Sizzler imprint.


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