"Always more questions," he smiled. "That's one of the things I love about you."
Angela was not sure what to say when he spoke of love. Was he using the word in the same way that people said things like ‘I love a good Caesar salad"? Or was he saying that he loved her? She never envisioned love becoming a part of a relationship between an owner and his slave girl. She decided not to pursue the subject.
"It's funny that you ask about loaning you," he continued. "I received a request to borrow you earlier today."
"Yes, Master?" she said, feeling her pulse quickening as she anxiously awaited his explanation.
"I have had many requests in the past from those who wanted to borrow you, both masters and mistresses. And every night that we hold an auction, I get at least a half dozen requests from clients or offers to buy you. I have always said no in the past. I have always been selfish and wanted to enjoy you myself."
"But Hans is different," he went on. "He is new here and he is pretty young. I want him to get off on the right foot. The Germans can be so rigid in their view of slavery. I thought a few days with you might teach him that life with a slave can be loving and caring.
Angela sucked in her breath as she anticipated what her owner would say next but she remained silent.
"He asked to borrow you for a night. But I gave you to him for three nights starting tomorrow. Now, do you have any more questions?"
"No, Master. I have no more questions."
Chapter 9
"You will suck dick now," Hans told her.
Angela breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was going to give her ass a break. She had already spent two nights with the German master and he had taken her anally at least ten times. She was starting to think that ass fucking consumed all of Europe; not just England.
The young master did not seem at all like her owner, Cedric. He was probably twenty two or twenty three and was the youngest dominant on Cedric's staff. And he seemed awkward and stiff. There was none of the carefree, fun-loving nature that she loved in her own owner. Hans was demanding and exacting. She supposed that was just the way that Germans were.
"Yes, Master,"" she replied. She dropped to her knees in front of him and opened her mouth, sucking the head of his soft cock between her lips. This was something new to her. She could not remember the last time she saw a soft cock unless it had just finished fucking her. Cocks were always rock hard when they were first presented to her.
She leaned her head forward, sucking the entire length into her mouth but it remained soft. Maybe she was losing her appeal. Maybe he didn't find her attractive. But he had specifically asked to borrow her so that couldn't be it. Could he be gay? Maybe that was why he wasn't hard. That might also explain why he hadn't fucked her vaginally. He had only used her mouth and ass so far.
The tube in her mouth started to stir and she bathed it with her tongue as she started moving her lips up and down the stiffening shaft. In moments, it was fully erect and she started pumping her head faster.
"How much you worth?" Hans asked her.
Angela pulled her head back to answer, leaving the cock bobbing in front of her face. "I do not know, Master. Only my owner knows my value."
"How much you him cost?" he asked.
She opened her eyes wide, not knowing exactly what the German had just asked her. "I do not know what my price was, Master. Only my owner could answer that.
"You can be sold?"
She had just started moving her lips up and down the long pole when he asked the latest question. There was a day when that question would have sent a chill down her spine but she had already accepted the reality that Cedric could sell her if he chose to. Today, the question just annoyed her. Did this guy want a blowjob or did he want to play twenty questions? Again, she drew her head back.
"I do not know, Master. Only my owner can answer that."
"I want buy you," he announced as she pulsed the head of his cock in and out between her lips. This was a shocker to her. It reassured her that she had not lost her appeal but she was still pretty surprised. He had not shown any real interest in her other than as a sperm receptacle. And now he wanted to own her?
She decided that since he had not actually asked a question, she did not have to respond. Instead, she let her lips glide up and down the long slender shaft, hoping to coax his latest deposit of sperm from him.
"I make you my first girl," he said. "I not loan you to others. You like that?"
Angela groaned as she listened to Hans. Damn! Now he had asked a question and she would have to reply. She pulled her head back and looked up at the naked male. "My wishes do not matter, Master. Any changes in my ownership are up to my owner."
He put his hand on the back of her head and pushed it into his groin, forcing the long, narrow cock into her throat, almost causing her to gag. He held it there for a few seconds and then released it, allowing Angela to bob up and down on the cock again.
It took less than five minutes to achieve his orgasm. The salty seed spewed into her mouth and she swallowed each drop. She kept the cock in her mouth until it softened and then let it finally slip free.
"I talk to Cedric," he said as he lay down on the bed. "You look good on my chain. I pay much for you. Now come keep me warm."
Angela crawled into the bed and snuggled up to her temporary owner. It was not difficult to keep someone warm in this tropical heat and soon she was sweating. But she knew enough to keep her body pressed tightly to his until he told her to back away. She never received that command so she continued to sweat away throughout the night. She was returned to Cedric the next morning.
"He seems quite smitten by you," said Cedric as he sat behind his desk in his office. Angela was bound facing him on an X-shaped cross against one of the walls. He did not bind her often but occasionally he would lock her into some device for his entertainment or as decoration.
"I doubt that, Master," she replied. "He didn't show any signs of affection at all. Besides, I'm probably fifteen years older than him. He would probably much prefer a younger slave."
Cedric shook his head at her response. "Why do you always underestimate your value? Do you remember the first time I took you to an auction as my slave? You didn't think anyone would make me an offer."
Angela blushed as she remembered that embarrassing night. She was still a mistress then. "Yes, Master. I remember that night."
"And how many offers did I get?"
"I don't remember, Master."
"Well, I do. I received seventeen offers for you," he reminded her. "And you weren't even being offered for sale that night. Do you believe that number?"
Angela sighed and nodded. "Yes, Master. I believe the number. I heard each of the offers myself."
"So why does it surprise you that Hans wants to buy you?"
Angela sucked in her breath at the mention of the latest offer. It was one thing for Hans to tell her that he wanted to buy her. It was quite another thing, and quite terrifying, to know that he had actually made an offer on her.
"I asked you a question, beautiful bird," he said as he got up from his chair after she remained silent for so long. He leaned back against his desk and looked into her eyes. "Cat got your tongue?"
"No, Master. Sorry. I am just surprised that he is interested in me. That is all."
"Little bird," he said as he continued to lean against his desk with his arms crossed over his chest in front of her. "When will you start to understand how precious and valuable you are?"
Angela shook her head. It did always shock her at the prices people offered Cedric for her. "I don't know, Master. Will you be selling me?"