Soon, two small but very erect cocks stood at attention and pointed at Laura.
Katherine had to help Laura to her knees because of her hands being tied. Then, Katherine knelt beside her. She had considered letting Laura service both boys but she wanted to end this encounter as quickly as she could before more people strolled down the trail. "She'll do one of you and I'll do the other." One boy quickly presented his cock to Laura's face. The other moved in front of Katherine but stopped a foot away.
"But he's got a naked girl," said the boy complainingly.
"Oh," said a surprised Katherine. "I suppose he does." Again, she considered letting Laura take care of both of them but quickly changed her mind in the interest of getting home. She stood again and quickly removed her own clothes.
"Now you both have naked girls."
"Gosh!" exclaimed the boy as he stepped closer to Katherine. "You've got great tits too!"
"Thanks," replied Katherine before she leaned forward to suck the cock into her mouth. Soon, the only thing that could be heard was the chirping of the birds and the moaning of the boys as two sets of lips slurped on two teenage cocks.
"Thanks," said the boys as they zipped up their pants.
"Now, remember," reminded Katherine," you promised not to tell anyone. We can do this again if you stay quiet."
"Oh, we won't" they assured her as they walked away.
Katherine didn't bother putting her clothes back on and walked the rest of the way home as naked as Laura. Katherine opened the gate to the back yard when they got home and soon they were protected by the privacy of the tall fence.
"There are my lovelies," smiled Monique from the patio. "How was your run?"
"Exciting," responded Katherine. "And pretty funny too."
Katherine described their adventure and how Laura kept her left arm up to confine her wayward breasts. She told her mother about sixty-nining with her slavegirl in the clearing, which caused Laura to blush as Monique looked at her with one eyebrow cocked. Then she described the delicious way that Laura's breasts became animated on the way back. "It was like they were trying to escape."
Finally, she related the story of the encounter with the boys, which caused Laura's face to turn crimson. Katherine went into great detail about how they were obsessed with Laura's breasts and were totally fixated on the twin peaks.
"Well, it just shows that they have good taste," commented Monique. Katherine finished the story, telling her mother about the dueling blowjobs.
"After that, I didn't bother to get dressed. We just came home."
The story had aroused Monique and she needed relief. She untied Laura's wrists and guided the slave's beautiful face to her sex. Katherine kissed her mother passionately and held her breasts as Laura serviced Monique. Pierre came home and he wanted relief too. Laura's lips were wrapped around the massive cock as soon as she finished with the wife.
And when she got home, Steve needed relief after he heard the story about her day and she again found herself on her knees performing oral sex for the fifth time of the day. "Quite a day!" she thought as she drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 11
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It was only eight o'clock in the morning and Laura was already fretting and fuming. Steve had just left for work and the beautiful housewife was sitting at the kitchen table staring into her cup of coffee. "Please leave me alone," she spoke to her cup as she thought about the family who had enslaved her and her husband.
For the past two days, she had been summoned to their home. She had been wrenched from the warmth and safety of her own home to perform lewd and depraved acts that were totally outside of her character. Hopefully, they would leave her alone.
At nine o'clock, she made another pot of coffee. Still, she sat at the kitchen table. She pulled her robe more tightly around her toned body and then sat and waited for the call that she was sure would come.
By noon, she wondered what was going on. Why had she not been summoned? Did they find her unattractive? Was she not pleasing enough?
By the time Steve got home, Laura was feeling completely rejected and was in tears. "They don't want me any more," she bawled. "They think I'm ugly."
Steve was completely taken aback. He knew that Laura hated the fact that she was a slave. At least he thought that he knew that. Now, she was acting as if she wanted to be a slave and missed it.
The next day was a repeat. Laura spent much of the morning watching the clock and wondering why she was not being summoned to perform sexually. At eleven o'clock, she went upstairs and stood naked before the full length mirror. She turned to the left to inspect herself in profile and then turned to the right to do the same thing. She lifted her breasts and stood close to the mirror, inspecting every inch of the sensitive mounds. She admitted to herself that she had a very desirable body, perhaps even beautiful. This made the lack of a summons even worse in her mind. Her fingers trailed over her silken flesh as she further explored her body. Her sex was wet, she discovered, but that was not completely surprising to her. She had been aroused since that first moment of enslavement. What she also discovered, however, was the stubble that had started to grow on her recently denuded sex.
Laura decided to remedy the stubble problem. She ran a hot bath in which she luxuriated for almost an hour. She allowed her fingers to toy with her sex and to play with her breasts but she did not allow herself to climax, although she would not have been able to explain why she had avoided orgasm. By the end of the bath, her sex was as satiny smooth as the rest of her body. She decided to forego any clothing and remained nude for the rest of the afternoon. She was sitting like this at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of coffee when she heard a tap on the window.
A moment later, the backdoor opened and in rushed Katherine who quickly strode to Laura and kissed her. Laura was too stunned to even realize that she was naked and wrapped her arms invitingly around the younger woman, returning the kiss.
"You weren't kidding!" Laura heard another voice comment.
"Eeeek!" Laura squealed as her hands moved to try to protect her modesty.
Katherine jumped in surprise at the squeal from her slavegirl but quickly peeled the hands away from the precious sights. "Of course I wasn't kidding," replied Katherine. "Now be a good girl," she instructed Laura.
Laura stood trembling as Katherine backed away from her. As Katherine stepped back, another girl came into view.
"Well, you were right that she is lovely," said the girl.
"Isn't she?" agreed Katherine. "This is Laura."
"Wow!" was all that the other girl could manage to utter.
"Ashley wouldn't believe that I owned a slave," explained Katherine to Laura. "So I brought her here to prove it. Hey! Why are you naked here?"
"I don't knoooowwww!" wailed a desperate Laura. "I don't know."
"Well, it's just as well that you are," replied Katherine. "It saves you from having to take your clothes off for me."
"Yes, Mistress," sobbed Laura.
"Wow!" the red-haired girl repeated. "She calls you mistress?"
"Of course she does," nodded Katherine. "That's what I am. I told you that I own her. She was my Christmas present. And she's just so perfect!"
Katherine squeezed Laura's breasts to punctuate the 'perfect' and Laura was tempted to back away from the hands that had claimed her breasts. She knew that this would be unwise, however, and suffered the indignation silently as she cast her eyes downward to avoid further embarrassment.
"Let me show you something," said Katherine to her friend. "Hop up here," she instructed Laura as she patted the table with her hand.