Promises made, promises kept

Olivia was not going anywhere. Claire was on hand and the more he thought about it, the more a plan formulated in Jack’s mind. He would play a bit of a practical joke on Claire. “****.” Jack said to Jeaneen. “Here is what is going to happen now.” As the young man laid out his plans to the older woman he now owned, Jack began to grow more and more excited. He could totally imagine the shock on Claire’s face and the gratitude that she would show him for his sacrifice. She would be so grateful to him for offering to become Jeaneen’s sex **** for her sake that she would shower him in kisses and offer to make it up to him. She would say things like ‘You offered that woman your body, now let me offer you mine.’ it might have sounded corny, but Jack imagined that girls swooning with passion and gratitude would talk like that.

Jack enjoyed getting into character, so did Jeaneen. The **** had been ordered to make her owner look like her ideal boytoy and the woman savored disrobing her owner and covering his soft skin and hair with oil. Jeaneen took extra care on his cock. Jack could feel his dick growing warm from friction before Jeaneen slid the ring over his oiled phallus. “One last detail.” Jeaneen said as she wrapped the collar around her owner’s neck. “There.” Jeaneen said giving the leash a playful tug. “You look like a dream come true, Master.” Jeaneen said. Jack realized that Jeaneen had not been lying when she said leashes were fun. Looking at himself in the mirror, Jack could not wait to play his joke on Claire.

As Jack got fully into character, he tried his best to act like he was **** and embarrassed. But Jack was not that good of an actor. Claire’s reaction’s disappointed Jack. He was expecting her to be a little more shocked and at least seem to appreciate what he had supposedly done for the bitch. Here she was, thinking that Jack was sacrificing his virginity and innocence so that Claire and Cassie can have a better life, and her response was ‘you really should not have done that’ and ‘looks like you are having fun.’ It was not what Jack had wanted.

“What were you expecting? A blow job and my sister’s virginity?” Claire asked sarcastically.

Jack smiled, he wondered if The Kennels affected a person’s sense of irony as he picked up the soul-trainer from Ms. Jeaneen’s desk. “Actually. Since you mention it…” Jack watched as Claire dissolved out of reality and came back remade for his pleasure. “...I think that is the least I should expect from you. Isn’t that right, ****?”

Claire blinked a few times as she took in her surroundings. She looked around like she was trying to figure out if she was in real life or if she was still trapped in an endless nightmare. “Yes, Master.” Claire said. The shift manager nervously grabbed Jack’s hands and kissed them. “I embrace the sacrament of bondage. I belong to you.”

“Take off your top.” Jack said. “I want to see your tits.” Jack commanded as he removed the collar. With Claire’s shirt and bra cast aside, Jack’s hands gleefully fondled Claire’s orange-sized globes with their perky tits. “Very nice. And your sister’s are even bigger, aren’t they?” Jack asked.

“Yes, Master. Cassandra wears a 32 double D.” Claire said, getting slightly uncomfortable. Jack wondered if his **** was more upset by the way her former underling was her current owner who was treating her boobs like a brand new toy, or the idea that that same man turned master was going to do the same thing to her teenage sister. Claire let out a gasp and a moan when Jack started to chew on her tits. Thinking that she was enjoying herself, Jack picked up this enthusiasm for using his teeth and tongue to stimulate the shift manager’s mammaries. Claire let out a yelp of pain when Jack’s ministrations crossed the line from pleasure to pain. “Iamsorry!” Jack said. “I did not mean to…”

“It is alright, Master. I am your ****. You are allowed to hurt me. A master can do anything he wants to the slaves he owns. And a **** must let their master do anything they want.” Claire explained matter of factually. As Jack thought about the implications of these words, a shudder ran down his spine.

“Now then.” Jack took out the collar and leash. Claire turned and held her hair up to make it easier for her owner to wrap the leather band around her throat. “About that blowjob.” Jack said giving Claire’s leash a tug. Jack started to gently direct Claire to her knees when the **** girl reacted. She did not so much resist as redirect.

“If Master will lie down here on the desk, his slaves will be able to give him the pleasure he deserves.” Claire said gesturing towards Jeaneen’s desk.

“That is rich.” Jeaneen said. “A proper blowjob is given from the kneeling position. If Master is lying down, then you have to bend over him. Seems like you just do not want to get down on your knees.” Jeaneen said. Words of retort were lost in Claire’s throat.

Jack came to her rescue once again when he led Claire towards the desk and laid down like the shift supervisor had suggested. Jack gave Claire’s leash a playful tug. “I see what you were saying, ****-Jeaneen, this is fun.” Jack wrapped the leash tighter around his fist. Jack reached over and entangled Jeaneen’s day collar in his fingers. With a leash in each hand, Jack directed Jeaneen and Claire’s mouths towards his ring-enhanced hardon. “****-Claire, suck my cock, ****-Jeaneen, lick my balls.”

‘“Yes, Master.’” The pair said in unison before showing how well they obeyed their owner. It did not take long for Jack to discover that one of the consequences of wearing a ring around your dick is that it prevents you from cuming. He could see the advantage of such a device, but after the pressure began to grow unpleasant. Jack commanded his slaves to remove it. Claire took the gold ring off with her mouth and spat it out and continued pleasuring her master. It did not take long for Jack to empty his load into the shift manager’s mouth. Claire sucked and slurped all the harder to make sure that she swallowed every last drop of her owner’s seed.

As Jack laid their panting, Claire and Jeaneen began to whisper. Before Jack could ask them what they were discussing, Claire turned her smile towards Jack and asked him “Is my sister being a virgin important to you, Master?” Jack felt her gentle fingers stroking his cheeks softly as she asked the question.

Jack had to think for a few moments before responding. “Not exactly. I just. This is going to sound stupid, but Olivia and I talked about how we both wanted our first time to be with another virgin. And well. I guess that even if Liv did not really feel that way, I still do.” Jack said with a sigh.

Claire smiled, gave Jack a kiss on the cheek, and picked up her radio. “Michelle, Sarah, and Allyson, to the owner’s office. Michelle, Sarah, and Allyson to the owner’s office.” As Claire spoke, Jeaneen got into position behind the door and unlocked the bolt.

“What are you doing?” Jack asked as he rushed to put his pants on.

“Acquiring some options for my Master.” Claire said.

Three unsuspecting high school seniors left their stations taking orders from customers and went to the backroom where the shift manager had been gone for a long time. When the trio entered the room the first thing they saw was a topless Claire, the second thing they saw was Jack Majors trying to button his jeans in a panic. The third thing they saw was Ms. Jeaneen’s grin after she closed and locked the door, trapping the trio of eighteen year olds inside. “Well, Master. What are you waiting for? Let them know the salvation of slavery.”