Kneeling beside her, he turns her mouth to his for a long passionate kiss, tasting George's saltiness which lingers in her mouth even after she has swallowed it.
"Am I your Slave now?" She smiles at him and asks as the kiss finally ends.
"W-well." He stammers, "Not just yet. You know I've told you that being a slave involves ever more difficult tasks and duties. I've got to make sure you know what you're doing before I can ask you something as hard as that."
Alicia's smile fades and fresh tears start to flow over her already tear and sperm smeared cheeks, "I don't understand. I-I thought..."
"It's all right, Darling. It's not your fault. On the contrary, you are absolutely divine. It's just that you don't know all that you asking." He gently tells her and reaches to stroke her throat consolingly.
"No! Don't touch me!" She begs, "Just tell me what I can do to fully belong to you. I love you so much!"
"Ok, Honey. Why don't you go get cleaned up and dressed and we'll talk about it." He says.
"C-can't you tell me like this? I don't want to leave. If I go in the bathroom and get dressed, I'll never be able to do anything like this again. Please?" The weeping, kneeling, nude beauty replies.
"Ok, do you want to sit down?" He asks.
"N-no, I'm all right." As she straightens and spreads her knees exposing herself as he taught her at supper.
Folding her hands behind her back she kneels, gazing at her two friends who are sitting back on the couch. She notices that George has fastened his pants and is fully dressed as Tom drags the other chair to sit beside them. Under their scrutiny, she consciously spreads her kneels a little wider until she feels her labia part and air caress the sensitive pink flesh of her inner vagina. Silently she wonders how any of them can think she isn't ready or worthy to be Tom's slave. Feeling their eyes examining her open nudity, she blushes and knows they can see the moisture still collecting on the inside of her vagina.
Finally, Tom speaks, "Darling, being a Slave means you are completely owned. You'll have to have sex with anyone I choose and in any way. That doesn't just mean George or anyone you know. It will be with strangers you've never met. It also means with women. Maybe Virginia here, if she would be willing, or other women you don't know. It also means any kind of sex. Regular intercourse, oral sex and anally. You will also be required to have sex with several people at once. You will be used with others watching or even publicly. It also means you may be beaten or punished at any time for any reason. It also means that I may even give you away or sell you if I become tired or displeased with you. You will have to consent to things much harder than anything you've endured tonight. In return, I will take care of you and protect you from anything truly dangerous and cherish you with all my heart. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes err No! I know I love you and I want to make you happy. I know I can learn to do all those things if you want me to. It's just that I don't understand how something can be that much harder than what you've said." She sobs.
"Oh, well I'll give an example. You say and you've demonstrated to us tonight that you can do or endure some of the physical tasks. It's the emotional and mental requirements that are much harder. It's not only your physical self that has to be displayed and used. Your emotions and feelings and even thoughts must be surrendered. For example, tell us why you came in here naked this evening without my asking you to." He directs.
"Uh-uh," She stammers, thinking to herself that maybe he's right and that describing how she feels and what she felt is harder than actually enduring it! "I don't know. I was afraid and embarrassed to have them see me. But as I listened, I became even more afraid that you'd decide to not let me do it. I wanted to make you proud of me and to make you happy and I was afraid that I'd lose my nerve if I waited too long. Also, I think I wanted to show off a little bit and to shock George and Virginia. Part of it was that I wanted them to see how much I love you and also to show them that I was telling the truth when I promised I'd do anything for you."
With a pleased look, Tom goes on, "That was pretty good. Now tell us what you felt and were thinking when George and I examined you and he masturbated you to climax."
"A-at first, I was embarrassed and humiliated beyond belief. You're the only one who had seen me naked. It got worse when he looked at m-my vagina and saw I was shaved. It made me feel even more naked and helpless and I could tell he was turned on by it. That scared me even more. It got worse when he started to touch me because I could tell he was both excited and nervous too. You grabbed my bottom and that felt good and helped distract me while he touched my breasts and stroked my neck. I got a little used to it and it started to feel good when he stopped and touched m-my groin. I could tell by the way he rubbed where I'm shaved that it excited him and felt a twinge of satisfaction that I had that effect on him. Then he felt my vagina and discovered I was wet and I nearly fainted from the humiliation. I was ashamed that he had turned me on and afraid that you would be mad that he could do that to me.
The worst part was when you held me across your knee and opened me to show him my bottom. You started saying all those things and it was so dirty, I wished I could die. Then I saw him start to touch me and the sensations were incredible. I'd never dreamed of anything as horrible as being touched on my bottom but when he stroked and rubbed my front, I couldn't help myself. The fear, humiliation, embarrassment and sexual feelings all seemed to come together at once. Then I was even more embarrassed and ashamed because it was him and not you who had caused it and because it was even more intense than any time we've been together." She finishes apologetically.
"You're doing a lot better than I expected, Darling," Tom tells her, "Now what about when you fellated him?"
"Oh that wasn't quite so bad. I was excited and proud that you had pierced me and that I had undergone it. And the relief after I got through being so scared, that the needles didn't really hurt as bad as the clothes pins, made me want to thank you and him both. I was happy it was over and even a little proud that I had stood it. Then I remembered that George held me still and kept me from running away that once and was grateful and wanted to tell him so. Also, I was thinking that he had made me orgasm and you and Virginia both had too. George was the only one of us who hadn't, and h-his penis looked so swollen and red that I kind of felt sorry for him. So I did it. He ejaculated so quickly when I put my mouth around him that I didn't really have time to realize what I was doing. I was also surprised at how salty it was. And it tasted a little like garlic. I wonder if he had spaghetti or pizza for supper. He was bigger than you are and I had to take him out to keep from choking when it got full. When he kept squirting I was glad because it showed you and Virginia that I had really pleased him, but it felt a lot hotter when it sprayed my cheek and breast than it did in my mouth." she relates.
Continuing his questioning, Tom says, "We noticed that you were turned on too. Did sucking him do that?"
Blushing again, she stammers, "I-I don't know. I was aroused from all that time sitting on his penis. His scrotum was half inside me and its hairs were kind of tickling and exiting me. Part of it might have been seeing, touching and sucking him, but what I was really thinking about was how glad I was, having gone through the needles and then getting to make you happy by sucking him."
"Alicia, you are truly wonderful." He declares, "I'm the luckiest guy in the whole world."
At this praise, the kneeling, exposed nude girl exudes a gush of moisture which drips onto the carpet between her open labia. She trembles and blushes and with a visible strain manages to keep her knees spread for the people in front of her who she can tell have seen and noticed this evidence of her arousal.