"Well, they're beautiful," commented Katherine. "They are so firm and so heavy.
I'll have to take good care of these. Do you run, by the way?"
Laura was taken aback by the question. First they were discussing her breasts and then they were talking about exercise. "I like to run, Mistress."
"Good. Then you can start running with me and we'll have to figure out some way of supporting these beauties so they don't get damaged. Maybe I'll just have you wear a sports bra. That would look cute with you in a sports bra and nothing else."
Laura wanted to shake her head in disbelief at the thought of her running almost naked down the road but controlled her reaction to not offend Katherine. "Thank you, Mistress. Where do you like to run?"
"Oh, anywhere is good. But there's a trail out the back yard where nobody should see us."
Laura breathed a sigh of relief but then sucked in her breath as Katherine's thumbs brushed across her nipples.
"Are these sensitive?"
"Very, Mistress."
"Ooooooo goody goody! Mine too! They should be lots of fun to play with!"
Laura was starting to wonder if she was dealing with an eighteen year old or an eight year old. Katherine was like a kid with new toys. Unfortunately, those new toys were on Laura's chest.
Laura looked down and saw the concentration in Katherine's face as she squeezed and bounced and poked at the tender flesh of the slave's breasts. Laura bit her lower lip as she watched Katherine pinch her nipples and lift them upward, stretching the breasts toward the ceiling.
"Would you mind if I tasted them?" asked the young captor.
"They belong to you, Mistress," replied Laura. "It is not my place to mind."
"Oh, so they do!" Katherine leaned forward and ran her tongue tentatively around Laura's left nipple and then blew on it, causing the nipple to stiffen and the areola to crinkle. "Yes, they are very sensitive," observed the mistress. She moved to the right breast and repeated the actions, causing that nipple to also stiffen before she sucked the tender bud into her mouth. Laura had never had another woman touch her in this way and now, in the period of two days, two women had suckled on her breasts.
Katherine leaned back and stretched the nipple away from Laura's chest until it popped out of her mouth audibly. "Mmmm, I didn't think I would taste anything but you are delicious."
Next, Katherine had Laura kneel on all fours at the foot of her bed. She continued to toy with the luscious breasts which were now dangling and swaying beneath the slave girl's chest. She would push them one way and then another and seemed to be entranced by their rhythmic motions. Finally, she grasped both at the base with her hands and pulled her fingers slowly down the flesh toward the nipples.
"Too bad you aren't lactating. It would be fun to milk you like my own personal little moo cow."
Eventually, she abandoned the breasts and moved around behind the slave. Laura hoped that Katherine would continue to move to the other side because she was sure that she must be very wet with all of the sexual stimulation she had received and Katherine would be sure to notice. But she was not so lucky.
Katherine detected her wetness immediately.
"Oh my," she said. "You must really love this. You are swampy down here." She punctuated her comment by running a finger up through the slick petals. "I've never touched a girl here like this. Have you?"
"No, Mistress," replied a very embarrassed slavegirl.
"But I guess I had never bounced or sucked on another girl's breasts before either. So there are all kinds of firsts today."
A knock on the door interrupted the activities. "May I come in?" came Monique's voice through the door.
"Sure, Mom," called out Katherine. "Come on in."
"Oh, I see that you are already exploring," observed Monique. "Isn't she lovely like that?"
"She's lovely every way, Mom. She looks so graceful like this. Like a cat."
She emphasized her point by running her hand down the length of Laura's back until it rested on her bottom and then giggled. "Although I just called her my little moo cow."
Monique laughed and reached out, grasping the closest breast and tugging down twice. "Yes, I can see why. Well, I just stopped by to see if everything was all right. Any questions?"
"Not really. I'm just kind of doing a tour at the moment. Oh! Did you really let Steve fuck you?"
Monique laughed again. "Well, it was more like I fucked him. But yes, I did have sex with Steve and your father had sex with Laura. It was wonderful, wasn't it, pet?" She asked as she combed her fingers through Laura's golden locks.
"Yes, Mistress, it was very exciting."
"What was your favorite part, pet?"
"Oh," Laura blushed. She did not want to admit what her favorite part was but she knew she would be caught if she tried to lie. "It was when you were watching me ride Pierre's, I mean Master's, cock and when you turned to let me see Steve's cock disappearing into you. It was so erotic." Then she blushed deeper. "And the orgasm was very nice."
Monique smiled and gave Laura a pat on the top of her head. "I thought you were very erotic too and I'm glad that you enjoyed your orgasm." Then she moved to the door. "Just call me if you need any help."
"I will, Mom," replied Katherine as her mother left. "That was sure weird. I doubt that any of my classmates are being offered advice on how to play with a naked slave tonight."
The rest of the evening was spent with Katherine learning more about Laura's body. She learned that the clitoris was quite sensitive, that Laura's feet were quite ticklish, and that she could leave a temporary handprint on the slave's bottom when she spanked her.
There was no real sex although Katherine had Laura demonstrate how she masturbated. She would not allow her slave to achieve orgasm, however.
At the end, Katherine went to her bathroom to change into a nightshirt and they curled up together in bed to sleep.
That is how Monique found them when she came in to fetch Laura. The two girls were facing each other. Laura had one arm draped across Katherine and Katherine had an arm draped across Laura. The tip of Laura's breast disappeared into Katherine's mouth and Monique could see her daughter's cheeks undulating as she suckled softly.
Monique used her fingers to tug the captive nipple free but Katherine just kept snuggling closer to capture it again. Finally, Monique gave up and simply woke Laura, hushing her and telling her to follow. Laura arose gently to not awaken Katherine and followed Monique into the hall.
"It's Christmas Eve. You can spend it with Steve." With that, Monique gave Laura's bottom a quick slap and sent her scurrying to her bedroom.
"Get that thing up fast!" Laura cried out as she burst into her bedroom. "I'm so horny I could fuck a horse!" She pounced on Steve and rode him to three orgasms before he had a chance to climax himself. They both drifted off to sleep in each other's arms as images of slaveboys and slavegirls danced in their heads.
Chapter 8
Christmas Goodies
Steve and Laura were awakened and given thirty minutes to prepare for the day.
Monique supervised their preparation and hurried them along when they seemed to be wasting time.
"Get in there too!" she commanded as she swatted Steve on the butt. "You two are married. You can share a shower." He quickly hopped into the shower.
"Here, give me that," she scolded Steve again as he fumbled with the razor, trying to clean the stubble from his genitalia. She lifted his cock with two fingers as if it was a dead eel and then scraped away at all visible signs of hair.