"Oh, Stacy… just super! It was… really great! Girls are just wonderful together. They can have so much fun! Geez, you've really got some pussy, Stacy. Holy cow. Never saw you naked before. Geez, wish mine was like that. How'd it get so nice?"
"My last mistress hung weights on the lips,
Julie. Up in Vermont."
"Golly. Do you think if I did that…?"
"Better wait for a few years, Julie," laughed
Stacy.
They dressed and had cokes near the pool.
Sondra had started the "slave" format, on a cue from Stacy. With wide eyes, Julie listened to the two girls exalt the pleasures of slave-service.
"Well, I can hardly wait," said Sondra.
"Me too," replied Stacy on cue. "But darn it, we'll have to be servants for a while yet. If we weren't working for a living, Sondra, I'd sure volunteer for six months of slavery. Oh, what an honor for a girl! Even if I was just Julie's age I'd go into slavery. Such fun!"
"I hear a lot about it," said Julie, taking the bait.
"And of course I see the 'S' marks on a lot of women's tits at the Club. Their bikini tops don't cover the letters. Had a real good chance to see
Victoria's Ss when I massaged her tits a while ago.
Is slavery really fun?"
"Oh, it sure is!" chimed in Victoria. "I should know."
Julie was visibly excited, probably still by the rubdown games she had just played with Victoria.
"Gee, it sounds exciting. Maybe I should give it a try. Must be very sexy."
"Well, you have to be a real girl, Julie. It's not kid stuff, you know," prompted Sondra.
"I am a real girl," Julie proclaimed proudly.
"Did girl things with Victoria, didn't I?"
"Yes, you did, Julie," said Stacy. "I know, why don't you call home and ask your mom if you can stay overnight here at Briargate. You can serve in slavery for one day. Won't have to be for six months this time. We'll make it real official and all.
Sondra and I will sell you to Victoria and she'll own you. You can keep the money she bids for you."
"Can I? Oooh, I could use the money a lot. Well … o.k… I'm game."
Victoria was squirming in her chair. Stacy and
Sondra would get a nice raise in salary come
Monday!
"You go in the house, Victoria," said Stacy.
"We'll capture Julie and bring her to the door for sale. Make a real thing out of it!" Everyone, in- cluding young Julie, was getting turned on by now.
Alone with Julie, Stacy and Sondra proceeded with the exciting charade.
"Run, Julie, like you're trying to escape capture!"
The tomboy ran helter-skelter across the lawn and gardens but was soon caught by the pursuing girls.
"Well, look what we've caught!" said Stacy. "A girl! She'll bring a good price. Strip, girl, to be bound! Down to your panties, and be quick about it!"
Julie, happily caught up in the exciting game, obliged.
"You see, Julie," said Sondra taking an aside briefly, "a captive girl always is stripped before she's tied. Remember that if you play capture games at girl scout camp. Always strip a girl down to her pants at least."
"I'll remember," said Julie. "I join scouts next summer, and I know they play capture games in the woods."
"And here's how you tie a female, Julie," said
Stacy. "Pay attention. First you tie her wrists behind her like… this. Then you tie her elbows and pull them together like… this… see… makes a girl's tits stand right out nice and sexy like… then you tie a rope around her waist… like this… and bring the long end up under her legs and tie it to her wrist ropes in back..; like this… then pull it tight… like this, so it goes right up in her pussy… there! You are properly tied, Julie!"
Julie had squeaked when the rope had invaded her sex.
"Wow! I'll say!" she gasped. "Makes you feel like a girl, doesn't it? Know what? I'm kinda get- tin' turned on. Never been tied before."
"You're supposed to get turned on… if you're a real girl, Julie. Well, Sondra, what shall we do with this cute piece of girl-flesh?" Back to the game.
"Let's sell her into slavery. Look, there's a house over there. I think a very beautiful young woman lives there, name of Victoria Palmer. Think she'd like to buy a cute little girl for a slave?"
"Well, I don't know. Depends. She wouldn't want an innocent schoolgirl, I wouldn't think.
Have you ever eaten a female, captive?"
"Yes," said Julie softly and seriously. She was deep into the game. "I know how to eat pussy."
"Well, there is a possibility then. Let's take her to the door and see."
"Hello, madam," said Stacy after the knock was answered. "Would you be interested in buying a girl today? We've just captured this one."
"Hmmm," said Victoria, playing her role. "She looks awfully young to me. Couldn't use another servant. I have two now. But possibly I could use a slave. Tell me, captive girl, would you be servant or slave?"
"Oh, I'll be a slave, madam. I shouldn't have let myself be captured like this," smiled Julie. "I'll be a good one."
"Well, I just don't know. Maybe if I see more of her," said Victoria.
"If you have some binding posts, madam, we'll present her to you properly," said Sondra.
"Very well. Bring her in." The scene was being played beautifully. Even Julie was perfectly serious.
Victoria Palmer sat in her chair in the living room. Julie was displayed directly in front of her, bound spread-eagled between two portable binding posts.
Thin cords were attached to her thumbs and big toes, pulling her tautly and delightfully. Victoria had never seen so thrilling a sight and her pants was very damp.
"Maybe we should call her mother first," said
Stacy, remembering that technicality which nearly had been overlooked. Victoria dialed the number and held the phone up to Julie.
"Mom… this is Julie… I'm out at Mrs,
Palmer's home. Had to deliver a whip. Say… could I spend the night out here? Yes, sure she in- vited me! Stacy and Sondra are so nice to play with
… and Mr. Palmer's gone away on business… what?… oh, we'll play games and things… we're playing one now, in fact, but I'm all thumbs, it seems."
Stacy covered a giggle. Julie was precious!
"Oh, please, Mom. They have such a nice pool
… did we swim? Yes we did, a little while ago… no, of course not, Mom, I did leave my underpants on… no, they all wore their panties too in the pool
…yes, even Victoria… we're all female, Mom… it was O.K… gosh, no different than the servants at the Club pool… well, I'll stay until tomorrow afternoon, O.K.? Oh thanks, Mom, you're a dear!
She wants to speak with you, Vic… Mrs. Palmer."
"Yes, Abby?" said Victoria. "Oh no, not at all.
Julie's a dear and so well behaved. She'll be no trouble at all. It's been so long since there's been any children around my life. She's a delight. What is she doing now? Well, she's quite happily occu- pied, being very quiet and still. Isn't moving a muscle… no… she was telling the truth, Abby
… we all wore our pants in the pool because of her age and everything… no, she'll be fine. Thanks,
Abby. Bye."
"Well, Madam, now that that is over, what do you think of this item for sale?" said Sondra.
"She's asking twenty-five dollars for herself. We are allowing her to keep the money."
"Twenty-five dollars!" said Victoria, properly indignant. "For this little slip of a girl?"
"Well, she is little, it's true, and only eleven, but as you can- see, she is a girl and rather attractive in a compelling sort of way. Like a rose ready to bloom, so to speak. See, her tits aren't large, but they are rather nice. The nipples are perfectly cen- tered, and I'm sure they respond nicely to a touch or a tongue. Of course, she has no pussy hair yet, but then again, it makes it so much easier to see.
Her sex lips are just blossoming out."
"Hmm," said Victoria. "Well, what can she offer me?"