He came across one of the girls who had small breasts. He judged her to be A-cup at best. "How old is this girl?" he asked the attendant as he plumped one of the tiny breasts. The girl had a terrified look in her eyes but the gag prevented her from screaming or protesting.
"Fourteen, Cedric," said the female attendant.
"The order was for sixteen to nineteen year olds."
"I know," replied the attendant. "But apparently she was with some older friends last night and got caught up in the sweep. And we don't have a catch and release program."
Cedric sighed. He had sold girls this young before but he didn't like to. He preferred to let them mature a bit more before he put them on the block. But maybe there would be a buyer for her tonight. He probed a finger into the girl's sex.
"She's a virgin, it that's what you're wondering," said the attendant.
"Thanks," he said as he moved on to the next girl. This was a black beauty who had a generous chest and a very narrow waist. Her legs were toned and muscled and he could easily picture her pulling one of Fiona's carts. Maybe Fiona would bid on this one too.
A slave entered the room and interrupted his inspection of the merchandise. The Japanese had arrived, she informed him. He instructed the girl to fetch Angela and to bring her to his office with cuffs already attached. She was to secure Angela's wrists behind her back once they got to his office.
He met the Japanese visitors and took them to his office, explaining that their arrival was very timely. An auction was to begin shortly and they could see that part of the operation in person.
The slave delivered Angela a few minutes later. Cedric excused the girl and then turned Angela to face the visitors. "This is the first girl of the island," he told them. "She belongs to you during your stay. She will take care of your needs and will be able to answer most of your questions." Angela sucked in her breath in surprise at her owner's words. She knew that she was expected to entertain the guests which she assumed meant that they would fuck her. But she didn't expect to be given to them.
"She will arrange for additional girls to meet your needs," Cedric continued. Angela breathed a sigh of relief at those words. There were six Japanese men in the group and she knew she would be exhausted by the end of their visit if she had to ‘entertain' them all by herself.
They attended the auction together with Angela kneeling in the center of a semicircle of chairs that held the six visitors. She did not get to watch any of the auction, though. She had her face buried in one groin or another throughout the sale.
Chapter 16
Angela kept a steady stream of slave girls flowing through the suite that housed the Japanese. The men were insatiable. Were they really here for business purposes or was this just a vacation fuck-fest for them? They rarely left the suite and were constantly seeking sexual entertainment.
When they did leave the suite, they always traveled as a pack and always dragged her along. Then, once they returned to the suite, they would descend on her again and fuck her silly.
Despite all of the help from all of her slave sisters, she was becoming chafed and sore. There were only so many cocks that a girl could handle in three days.
She had no idea why she was so popular with the Japanese men. The girls she brought into the suite were all younger than her. She thought that many of them were prettier. Many had larger breasts. They were all different sizes and colors. But the visitors seemed to be completely fixated on her body.
There were two things that the Japanese males shared in common. One was their love of rope. During the three days that she was their pet, she always seemed to be bound with rope. And it wasn't just a matter of having her wrists tied together. They created quite elaborate bindings for her.
As they had her lead them around the compound to visit various aspects of the operation, she would wear a rope ‘bra.' It wasn't really a bra but that's what she came to call the bondage. Rope would be wound around her chest and sometimes around her breasts. Each day, the bra was different. But each day, the rope was formed into an intricate pattern that captured and sometimes tormented her breasts.
At some point during each day, they would give her rope ‘panties.' Again, each day was a different pattern but each day the rope would be wound around her hips and between her legs. Usually a strand or multiple strands would be pulled tightly through her slit and it chafed her if she had to walk too far.
There was also the rope ‘corset' which was used to punish and constrict her already narrow waist. And the worst was the rope ‘glove.' Her arms would be pulled together behind her back and then severely bound with delicate weavings of the rope. Her elbows ended up being pulled together as they tightened the bondage and she always ended up with her shoulders pulled back painfully.
The other thing that the men shared was their love of sharing a girl. She was never used by only one male. There were always at least two of them using her body. Their favorite was to fuck her pussy and ass at the same time although the combination of pussy and mouth or ass and mouth were also pretty common.
Thankfully, she had just seen them to their plane and they were on the runway, ready to leave the island. She wanted to take a bath and soothe her aching sex and bottom.
But first, she needed to find Cedric. She had not had a chance to talk to him during the three days to find out what was going on with Jenna. She didn't even know whether Jenna was still on the island. She had really been out of touch for the past three days.
"You did great, beautiful bird," he said as she entered his office. "My colleagues loved you. And once again, I received offers for you."
Angela took a deep breath before she asked her question. "Did you sell me, Master?"
Cedric laughed. "Of course not. You are too much fun to have around. And I kind of like the way that everyone wants what I own. I'm the envy of everyone I know. But it is time to send you home now that the Japanese have gone and the auctions aren't as hectic as they were last week."
"Yes, Master," she replied. "What's going on with Jenna."
"Oh, Jenna is still here," he replied. "Fiona agreed to sell her."
"Who bought her?"
"I own your daughter now," he grinned. "At this rate, I'll end up owning all of the females in your family. Do you have any cute sisters or nieces I should know about?"
Angela opened her eyes wide with surprise. "What about John?"
"Well we talked about that," Cedric responded. "Several times, in fact. He was having difficulty with the idea of owning his daughter. And since I find Jenna to be delightful and incredibly sexual, I had no problems buying her. John and I will have the same arrangement with her that we have with you eventually. She will need to remain here for a bit, though, until it is safe to send her home."
"Wait," said Angela. "Let me process this. I mean wait, Master. John would rather that you own Jenna than him?"
Cedric nodded. "Yes. He did not think that he could control her and he was sure that she would not behave for him. So he would constantly have to be punishing her."
"I thought the whole purpose was to free her," said Angela.
"The Japanese must have addled your brain, girl. We already talked about this. Jenna is a slave. She will always be a slave. The whole purpose of this was to give her the best life possible as a slave."