Jenna took another deep breath and then leaned forward. She had to open her mouth wide to fit around the cock but she managed to suck the head of the bludgeon in. She bathed the head with her tongue, just as the instructor had told her to and then sucked some more of the shaft in. She kept her tongue moving over the pole and felt the thing hardening and elongating. She had to back away slightly as it lengthened and her eyes grew wide once it was fully erect. This thing was HUGE!!!!!
Cedric had to work hard to keep from chuckling at the girl's reactions. She was quite vocal and animated as she tried to handle his cock. And her facial expressions were priceless. He watched her red lips stretched tightly around his black shaft and moving up and down on it. She could only take about half of him into her mouth before he felt his cock touch the back of her throat. She was a tiny thing, just like her mother.
He saw that her eyes were closed. Occasionally, she would open them and glance up at him, only to blush and close them again. Each morning, the girls in training had their makeup meticulously applied by the cosmetologists on staff here. If he was not mistaken, however, the only makeup that Jenna wore was the bright red paint on her lips. She did not need any additional enhancement to her beauty.
"Use your hands more, girl," the instructor told Jenna with a tap of the cane to her bottom. Jenna reacted quickly and used both hands to wrap around the shaft, sliding them up and down its length as her head continued to bob.
"How is she doing, Cedric?" asked the instructor. "It's a pleasant change having you in here helping with the students."
"She's doing marvelously," he replied. It was true. The girl had a very talented tongue and her lips were providing just the right amount of stimulation. And he hadn't felt even a hint of teeth yet. "And it's good to be here. I always enjoy furthering a girl's education."
"Now suck his balls, girl." Another tap from the cane.
Jenna pulled her mouth off of the meaty shaft, thankful to be able to flex her jaw for a moment. She pushed the cock back so it lay along the black male's belly. Then she lowered her head and sucked one ball at a time into her mouth, bathing it and rolling it back and forth with her tongue. Jenna was surprised. Even this guy's balls were huge.
Cedric was pleasantly surprised too. Most girls balked at this command. But Jenna had quickly complied with the mistress' instruction. Maybe she was meant to be a slave just like her mother. She was a slave now, for sure. Now all that mattered was for him to find a way for him to own her.
"Go back to his cock now, girl," the instructor said. Again, Jenna felt a tap. "You're doing well."
Jenna quickly slipped her lips around the black cock again and began bobbing her head. Cedric was getting close to climax and he wanted it to last a bit longer. He reached out and placed his hand on the back of the girl's head and held it steady so that he could hold out for some more time before climaxing. But she kept her tongue moving, rubbing it against the head of his cock. Cedric lost his battle and quickly erupted, streaming his hot seed into her mouth.
Jenna opened her eyes wide as her mouth filled with the salty sperm. They had been told ahead of time that they were to always swallow all of it. But there was so much of it! She gulped and swallowed and then gulped again. She felt the sticky goo sliding down her throat as she felt the shaft in her mouth slowly start to soften.
Cedric finally stood up after Jenna had swallowed the last of his load and patted her on the head. "Good girl. I'll see you tomorrow."
Jenna just knelt there, dazed. She could barely fit that thing in her mouth and yet she had gotten him to climax. Could her mother do that? How could her mother handle that huge thing? And where was her mother anyways?
She looked around the room. All of the girls were still working on their assigned cocks. She winced as she saw the instructor slice the cane through the air and strike one of the other girls on the butt. She noticed that Dawn already had two stripes on her bottom. At least she had been spared any kind of punishment while she was servicing Cedric.
She tried not to think about what lay ahead of her. It was too depressing to even consider. The last forty eight hours of her life had been a nightmare. She had gone from being a free, fun-loving teenager on vacation to being a slave within the span of two days.
The time in the processing room where her mother had shaved her sex and then someone else had tattooed something near her pussy was horrifying. And then the awful experience on the stage when she was sold was unimaginably bad. Today had been a relative cake walk in comparison to those other experiences. If all she had to do was give blowjobs from now on, she could adjust to that. She would behave and do what was expected of her until she could find a way to escape.
"John phoned this morning," Cedric said as he entered the playroom. "He had been on a plane when you called yesterday and didn't get the message until this morning." "A plane?" asked a surprised Angela. She was still attached to the post. "Where was he going?"
"To Panama City Beach to find Jenna."
"Oh," nodded Angela. "Did you tell him that you found her?"
"Yes," he replied. "He knows she's here."
"And?"
"And we had a discussion," he answered. "He was not at all happy that Jenna was collected. He was angry with me at times. You should be happy to know that he demonstrated all of the appropriate responses of a father who has just lost a daughter. But we discussed the situation." "And?"
"And we agreed to talk again later tonight. There are several decisions that he needs to think about."
"And?" Angela asked again.
"And now it is time for your punishment."
"Oh, Cedric. I mean Master. You can't be serious. My daughter's life is at stake. Of course I'm going to be upset."
"No, beautiful bird," he replied. "Her life is not at stake. Nothing is at stake. It's simply a matter of making the right decisions. Now it is time for your punishment." "Please, Master," she implored. "Not the paddle again."
He detached her from the post and led her to one of the many devices that were designed to hold a female form. "No, I won't use the paddle. My Japanese colleagues arrive tonight. And I want you without any marks as you entertain and impress them."
He bound her into the frame and her arms and legs were stretched outward, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Then he attached alligator clamps to her nipples and clit. Each clamp had a wire attached to it which he plugged into a box.
He pushed a button on the box and then left the room. That started an unpredictable sequence of painful electrical shocks as she lay there helplessly. At several points, she was sure that her nipples and clit were being burned off of her body. She vowed to never get cross with her owner again.
Chapter 15
Cedric had never talked to a parent of one of the girls who were now slaves before. For that matter, he had never spoken to a husband of one. Now he had spoken to both. And both were John.
They had talked in the morning. At times, the conversation had been rocky. And at times, it had been heated. He was tempted to not talk to John at all because it introduced risk into his operation. But he finally decided that he should. He admired Angela's husband and always found him to be pragmatic. That was probably why John was so successful and so wealthy. He thought he might be able to reason with Jenna's father.
He reflected on their earlier conversation as Angela was in the other room receiving her punishment for her latest infractions. He and John were scheduled to talk again later this evening and he wanted to prepare for that discussion.