Now, she was on her way back to the home of her captors. Katherine instructed her to report at ten o'clock for a run. Laura had been in a quandary about how to dress. Monique had forbidden her undergarments but Katherine had mentioned that she could wear a sports bra during the runs. She thought about wearing the sports bra without anything over it in hopes that it would qualify as not wearing undergarments. But she thought back to the clothespins and what followed. It was not worth the risk. She tied on her sneakers and left the house wearing shorts and a t-shirt. She tossed the sports bra in the trunk of her car.
Katherine met her at the door. Monique had some appointments and errands to run but would be home eventually. Katherine whisked the slavegirl into the house and led her to the back yard where they could stretch together for the run.
After twenty minutes of stretching, Katherine was ready for the run.
"What about my bra?" asked Laura.
"I told you that you could wear one," replied Katherine. "Why didn't you?"
"Because your mother told me that I couldn't. So I left it in my car. May I go get it?"
"No time for that. I'm ready to run. Maybe next time.
They did not run fast but even the slow pace caused tremendous motion on Laura's chest. Laura experimented with different ways of controlling the activity and minimizing the bouncing. She finally settled on using her left forearm to pin the overly active breasts to her chest.
The scenery was beautiful. The two females ran through the forest and clearings. They hopped over brooks and scooted around ponds. Eventually, they came to a small meadow where Katherine pulled up to rest. "How are you doing, pet?" asked a heavily breathing Katherine.
"I'm fine, Mistress," replied Laura who did not seem so winded.
"You are in pretty good shape," admired Katherine as she walked around in small circles, breathing deeply. "I need to run more." She reached up and freed her hair from its ponytail and shook her head back and forth allowing her auburn tresses to fly through the air until they finally settled and flowed down her back. She unzipped her fanny pack and pulled out a sheet, spreading it on the ground.
"Are we staying here, Mistress?" asked Laura curiously.
"For a little bit, love," replied Katherine as she smoothed the sheet. Hearing the 'love' sent another unexpected thrill through Laura's body. "I need more of that wonderful tongue of yours."
"Oh," blushed Laura. "But what if someone finds us?"
"Then they'll get the show of their life. Now lie down in the middle."
Laura did as she was told and, once again, she was filled with the mixed emotions of dread and anticipation. Katherine removed her clothes and positioned herself with her sex above Laura's lips and then leaned over to kiss Laura's sex. "I want to taste you too this time."
Soon, two tongues were busy as the two sweaty girls provided pleasure to one another. Since Laura's hands were free this time, she found them roaming over Katherine's soft flesh, caressing her back and bottom as she suckled on her clitoris.
"You may cum whenever you like," instructed the mistress. Within minutes, Laura's overly sexed body tensed in a powerful orgasm. "Wow! That was fast!" exclaimed Katherine.
Laura resumed her ministrations to Katherine's sex and she too eventually achieved her orgasm. Katherine got off of Laura and they laid face to face, kissing each other and gently stroking one another's bodies. After enjoying the warm embrace for awhile, Katherine rose and put her clothes back on. "Time to go back now."
"Yes, Mistress," replied Laura as she also rose and prepared for the run back to the house.
"Give me your hands," instructed Katherine as she stood behind Laura. "We'll run back slower."
Laura sighed as she felt the soft rope wrapped around her slender wrists. Even a slow pace was going to create a lot of uncomfortable movement but she was not in a position to protest, especially after the clothespin lesson of the day before.
"Ooo, having sex doesn't help in running," exclaimed Katherine after running only a few yards. "I'm all wet down there."
"Welcome to my world," was what Laura wanted to say in reply. Since becoming a slave, she seemed to be in a constant state of sexual arousal and her wetness was a constant embarrassment and reminder to her. "Yes, Mistress. I agree," was all that she actually said, however.
Katherine jogged alongside Laura so she could watch the magnificent breasts bob and sway and jerk on the slavegirl's chest with each pace. Katherine loved the sight. In fact, she loved the breasts. In fact, she loved everything about Laura. She was convinced that she could stare at the gorgeous nude all day long.
They jogged for a bit and then walked. Then they jogged some more and walked again. It was while they were walking at one point that disaster struck.
"Is that girl naked!?!?!?!?" came the excited voice.
"Yeah, I think so. Let's go check it out!"
Two teenage boys appeared on the path in front of the two women. Both looked like their eyes would pop right out of their heads. "Wow!!! She really is naked! Why is she naked?" one of them asked Katherine.
"Because that's the way I like to keep her," replied Katherine. Laura thought it strange that they would ask the younger Katherine rather than ask Laura herself. But then, she supposed, maybe it was assumed that naked girls with their hands tied behind their backs are not to be conversed with. "You can touch her if you like," Katherine offered.
That was all the encouragement they needed and quickly four hands were mauling Laura's breasts. "She's lovely, isn't she?" asked Katherine.
"She's beautiful," one answered. "Great knockers," agreed the other. Their hands moved to explore other places on Laura but always quickly returned to squeeze and probe the soft breasts.
"Now, you can't tell others about this," warned Katherine.
"Oh," replied one of the boys with his brow furrowed. "Why not?"
"Because we couldn't do this again," answered Katherine. "She would have to wear clothes and you wouldn't be able to touch her again."
"Oh," said the boy with a crestfallen look on his face. He would have loved to tell his friends that he had found a naked woman in the woods and that he got to feel her tits. After all, these were his first tits.
"I'll tell you what," Katherine went on. "If you both promise not to tell anyone, I'll give you a special treat. Do you promise?"
"What's the treat?" asked one of the boys.
"You'll love it," Katherine replied. "Now, do you promise?"
"I suppose so," said the other boy.
"Say it," instructed Katherine. "I want to hear you both say 'I promise not to tell anyone'."
"I promise not to tell anyone," they both muttered.
"Good. Now take off your pants."
"What?!?!?!" they both exclaimed in unison. Laura blushed and a chill went down her spine as she realized where this was headed. The boys were probably only fourteen or fifteen and she was about to be fucked by them.
"That's the treat," announced Katherine as she pointed to Laura. "You'll get to have your penises sucked."
One of the boys looked puzzled. The other one opened his eyes wide in surprise.
"Oh. A blow job?"
"Exactly," nodded Katherine. "Now, off with your pants."
One boy shed his pants quickly. The other one removed his more reluctantly.