Setting the Hook

The night felt like it was years long for Ashley, but the morning still came too soon. She couldn’t sleep a wink, knowing that she’d blown Bruce. Even though it was through a glory hole, even though everyone thought Anna had done it (except for Anna, obviously, who now had that much more leverage on her)... Ashley knew. And it was chewing her up inside.

I need to make it up to him somehow. In a big way. However, that was easily said but not so easily done. Ashley couldn’t figure out what she could offer him that he didn’t already own - it’s not like she could buy him a gift, he had all her money. And she couldn’t pretend anything sexual was a gift… he already owned her. He could take whatever he wanted. What we she going to do, make him an apology card? That was her best idea and it was utter trash.

Her small **** phone vibrated in her bag, surprising Ashley. She rarely got messages since only a handful of people even had the number and most of them saw her every day. She softly climbed out of the bed, careful not to wake Theo. But when she opened the phone, finally she had a better idea how she might make it up to him.

Madison: Ash, you awake?

Ashley: Yeah, Madison. What’s up?

Madison: This is embarrassing to ask, but… do you have any extra food today? Master Dexter had to work early and he didn’t tell me what I could eat for lunch. I know he lets me eat your food, he told me once I could ask Master Theo if I wanted some.

This felt very… off to Ashley. Dexter should be the one asking, not Madison. And the question should go directly to Theo, not through her. But - this was an opportunity. One Ashley couldn’t afford to miss. She slipped out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen. Most days she’d have done her best to avoid Jeannette, the woman was unpleasant to her at the best of times. But this time, that’s exactly who Ashley needed to see. Jeanette sat at her kitchen table drinking her morning coffee. Her eyes locked onto Ashley like a missile when she entered.

“Mrs. Anderson?” Ashley asked. “Can I ask a favor?”

Jeanette’s eyes narrowed. “Theo pays all that money for **** school and none of it sticks in that idiot slut brain of yours. If you address me, kneel properly and wait until I acknowledge you.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Ashley knelt down and dropped her eyes submissively. No matter what she did with Jeanette, it was always wrong. Maybe this could help finally get her on the woman’s good side. Jeanette ignored her wait for a good long minute before letting Ashley continue.

“Better. Ask your question, slut.”

“Madison messaged me this morning.” Ashley said. “She asked if we had extra **** food for her lunch.”

“Are we a charity now?” Jeanette sneered. “Feeding every stray whore with a cheap Master?”

Ashley blushed, answering in a lower voice.

“No, I know your family isn’t a charity, Mrs. Anderson. But I know… what the food can do.”

Jeanette’s eyebrow raised sharply. “‘What it can do?’ What do you mean by that?”

“I know it’s not just food, Mrs. Anderson.” Ashley tried to sound as respectful as possible, because she never knew how revealing that she knew something to Jeanette would be taken. But Jeanette did not look satisfied with that half-answer. “I know it affects my body, Madison must know too since she ate it at the poker game. And… I want to help Theo be with Madison.”

Jeanette’s triumphant smile was so broad Ashley could have seen it from two towns over. “You’re smarter than you look. Not much though.” She checked the clock and, mindful that Theo could come in at any moment, Jeanette slid her chair closer so she could lean in and whisper to the kneeling Ashley.

“Since you’ve finally figured it out, there’s no more need for secrets or euphemisms between us girls.” Ashley thought that sounded pretty ridiculous considering how Jeanette was whispering, but she let Jeanette continue. “Saying it ‘affects your body’ is dancing around what we both know. It makes that **** cunt of yours hot and wet for your Master’s cock.” Ashley blushed furiously at the direct statement. “You know what it tastes like and why. Right?” Jeanette paused, this time clearly expecting a response.

“It tastes like Theo.” Jeanette didn’t like that answer, and she responded by violently twisting Ashley’s left nipple until the blonde winced in pain.

“I said ‘no more euphemisms.’” She hissed. “It tastes like Theo’s cum. His baby batter. His joy juice. Whatever your bimbo brain wants to call it. Because all you slaves should ever want to taste is your Master’s jizz. Right?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Ashley nodded, happy to finally have the right answer.

“Good. So I will give you some.” Jeanette began petting Ashley’s hair. “I’m actually proud of you for this, ****.”

“Mrs. Anderson?”

“This is real growth from you. For years and years you led Theo on. It was a good start when you finally acknowledged the truth about yourself and gave yourself to Theo. But just as you’re a female and needed to acknowledge what that entails, Theo is a male. Males need to hunt and claim new mates.” Ashley was starting to realize what Jeanette was learning in all those nature documentaries she loved. “Now my Theo owns you. Naturally there's the appeal of having a personal slut to stick her whore ass in the air on his command...” Ashley winced again as if she’d been struck across the face, and she could tell Jeanette was relishing making her do it. “But his need to chase is strong. Madison isn’t his, and he wants her. So for you to offer to help him fuck her shows a real understanding of your role in his life.”

Ashley nodded again, slumping her shoulders a little further. Jeanette always knew how to take her down just one extra peg. Or another.

“I want you to watch Madison drinking my Theo’s seed, and I want you to know that my cocktail will make her pussy good and wet for him to fuck her. He’s a man, and he deserves it, don’t you agree?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Ashley knew things had gotten far out of hand already, but she was committed to this plan now.

“Mom? ****?” Theo called as he came down the stairs. Jeanette stood up quickly next to the counter as he entered.

“Good morning, Theo.” Jeanette said. His eyes darted back and forth between the women, so she added. “Ashley was just telling me she was extra hungry this morning, so I was going to make her a double breakfast.”

“Won’t she get fat?” Theo asked with annoyance in his voice.

“Trust me on the science, sweetheart.” Jeanette kissed him on the cheek. She poured out two servings in one of Ashley’s bowls and set it on the floor in front of her, then patted her on the head mockingly. To Theo, Jeanette said. “Ashley said Madison would like a serving for lunch today as well. Give her one of the bottles with a red sticker, please?”

“Sure thing, Mom.” Theo said. He was clearly impatient for her to leave, and the very prominent erection tenting his pajama pants was the obvious reason.

“Don’t be late for school.” Jeanette playfully bopped his dick with her hand.

“Mom!” Theo grunted. Jeanette laughed and closed the kitchen doors behind her as she left. Ashley could not begin to unpack a relationship where a mom would playfully swat her son’s cock. But then again, Jeanette was happy to watch Ashley lap up a bowl of Theo’s cum like a dog and give out aphrodisiacs so that he could fuck Ashley’s friends, so there was no understanding it. Her own mom had arranged for Theo to claim her virginity in Ashley’s old bed, so I guess she wasn’t in a place to talk.

“Start eating, ****.” Theo said. “We gotta hurry to make the first bell.”

Ashley started to pull her hair back and look for a hair tie while Theo kicked off his PJ bottoms, but she didn’t find one in time.

“I got it.” Theo ordered.

“Thank you, Master.” Ashley said. Theo took her hair in one hand and pushed her face down into the cum. Ashley couldn’t tell if this was the ‘red sticker’ gruel, but as soon as the scent filled her nostrils, Ashley was suddenly struck by the memory of a rafting trip she’d taken with her parents years earlier. And the same feeling that once the boat was pulled into the rapids there was no going back. Once she’d had the first taste, she knew she was going to eat the whole damned bowl. She attacked it like the hungry dog they were clearly telling her to be.

Her pussy was slick for Theo almost as quickly as he aligned his cock with it. When he yanked back on her head to thrust inside, pulling it out of the bowl, she felt a massive conflict in her between the need to fuck back onto her Master’s dick and the need to keep eating her Master’s cum. It was mildly against the rules, but she solved this dilemma by picking the bowl up and bringing it up to her mouth while Theo rammed her. She could ge away with these tiny infractions while Theo was fucking her. It was a quick fuck, they were on a clock after all. But it felt so good and tasted so good that, for a moment while Theo was blowing his load inside her, Ashley forgot to be jealous. Instead she was excited to share these feelings with her **** sister. She lapped up every drop like a good girl.

“Ashley!” Anita slapped her desk and startled Ashley back to the present. “This is the third time you’ve lost your attention in my class today.”

“S-sorry, Ms. Stonebridge.” Ashley quickly tried to re-focus on the lesson, but her sex fantasies about Theo had been intensely distracting and nearly unrelenting since her double breakfast/fuck session. Anita had been in a particularly strict mood today for reasons which Ashley couldn’t parse out. Her eyes kept flitting to Madison, but Madison couldn’t meet them and kept hers downcast. Ashley could not figure out what was going on between those two, and she was too distracted to make an effort.

“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to your **** sister.” Anita gestured to Danielle, who was standing in front of the class to read from her prepared report.

“I’m really sorry, Danielle.” Ashley said.

“Totes no biggie!” Danielle smiled.

Anita looked suspicious, and approached Ashley’s desk with a stern face and her riding crop out. Ashley snapped her knees closed instinctively, but Anita gave her a vicious crop on the thigh. Ashley squealed and opened her legs nervously. Anita used the end of the crop to pick up Ashley’s short skirt and expose her shame. Ashley’s white panties were sopping wet, and her cheeks flushed hot as the whole room got a look at it.

“Aha.” Anita nodded. “Thoughts of Master Theo?”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Ashley was happy that, for once, the right answer happened to be the truth.

Anita reached towards the wall where the girls had hung their purses, using the crop as an extension of her arm. Without even looking, she slipped the crop under the loop of Ashley’s purse and lifted it over to drop the bag on Ashley’s desk. The massive Theo dildo sat there inside the clear plastic.

“Very well.” Anita sighed deeply, then spoke to the whole class. “While we advance in the class, you ladies may start to feel irresistible urges towards your Master. This is entirely normal and indeed the expected outcome as you develop the necessary **** mindset. If you feel these are becoming a distraction…” Anita gave Ashley a side eye, “then inform me and I will allow you to utilize your Master to help you remain focused.” Anita pushed the bag towards Ashley.

Ashley went even more red, but she was so **** that Anita’s offer was one she couldn’t refuse. She grabbed the bag and tried to slip out of the room.

“Where are you going?” Anita demanded, freezing Ashley in her tracks.

“To… utilize… my Master?” Ashley answered.

“I didn’t say to leave the classroom to do so.” Anita slapped the base of Ashley’s chair with the crop. “Secure it here and take your seat. Then maybe then you can listen to Danielle’s presentation.”

She wants me to hump the dildo at my desk!? Ashley managed to find an even deeper shade of red than she thought possible.

“Ms. Stonebridge…” Ashley’s pathetic plea had no effect on the teacher. Meekly, she removed the large dildo from her purse and secured it to her seat.

“We don’t have all day, Ashley.” Anita held out her hand and tapped her foot. Ashley slid off her soaking panties and handed them to Anita, who seemed entirely unconcerned that they were nearly dripping with Ashley’s juices. Anita casually hung them on a coathook, which only amplified her shame to the rest of the class. Danielle was bouncing in excitement as Ashley positioned herself over her Master’s replica. Madison looked very intrigued, while Anna just gave a malicious grin. Tatiana just looked bored, but somehow Anita didn’t notice.

“Ohhhh…” Ashley moaned as she slowly slid herself down onto the dildo until her butt hit the wet plastic of the seat. All eyes were on her as she had to bring herself up and do it all over again. Anita let her hump it three times before gesturing for Danielle to continue.

Danielle waved her hand in the air. “Ms. Stonebridge! I am feeling very distracted right now and I could very much use my Master to remain focused!”

Anita rolled her eyes. “Not while you’re presenting, Danielle. You’d be humping it for hours.”

Danielle continued reading from her homework with a pouty face and a slight tone of disappointment in her voice.

“So, like, to continue John Paul Eastman, or J.P.E. as I like to call him-”

“Mr. Eastman will suffice, Danielle.” Anita said.

“-Mr. J.P.E.” Danielle said. Anita shook her head and added a tally mark to the chalkboard. “He was the one who figured out that girls like us just need to be slaves sometimes, you know? He said…” Danielle put on a pair of glasses that Ashley was sure she didn’t need, and adopted a voice two octaves deeper than her usual high-pitched squeal. Danielle’s attempt at being professorial would have doubled Ashley over with laughter if she wasn’t trying so hard to fuck ‘Theo’ while paying attention. “‘Competition between males for resources has been the source of all wars and conflict since time immaterial-”

“Immemorial.” Anita corrected.

“Since… forever ago. And of course, the most valuable resource of all is the fertile female. In return, the natural desire of the fertile female is to be possessed by a strong, dominant male.” Danielle temporarily reverted to her bubbly voice. “That means us hotties and our masters!”

“We know, Danielle.” Anita groaned and added another tick. “Please complete your report.”

“Auaaahhhhh” Ashley let out an involuntary moan as her little desk fuck session drove her insane. Danielle stared at Ashley with slack-jawed jealousy, losing her train of thought until Anita added another punishment tick.

“Uhhh…” Danielle tossed aside index cards until she reached the final one. “In conclusion, boys wanna fuck hot babes. Hot babes want to be fucked but they get all weird about making choices, so its best for everyone if a boy takes the hot babe for himself. The end.” She tossed the final card in the air and posed like a cheerleader after a touchdown.

“Gaaaah!” Ashley could finally cum now that Danielle had finished, and the sound of it echoed in their small room. Her legs gave out at the feeling and she dropped to the seat, burying the dildo inside her to the hilt. It drew a small round of applause from the other students (along with a knowing glare from Anna), and a punishment tic on the board. She slumped forward slightly in her seat. Frustratingly, a climax like that usually gave Ashley a little relaxation and clarity, but she was so horny that it barely beat back the flames. She almost started again, but decided to sit there enjoying his girth and hope her body gave her a reprieve.

Anita cropped Danielle across the backside and ordered her to clean up the mess of cards left on the floor.

“Thank you, Danielle. That was perhaps light on content but long on enthusiasm. I’m sure Mr. Eastman would be proud.” Anita checked her watch. “It’s time for lunch, ladies, go ahead and set up.”

Ashley’s brain jolted awake out of her post-climax haze and raised her hand.

“Ms. Stonebridge? Can we be dismissed for the rest of the day? Master Theo asked to meet Madison and I for lunch.”

Anita’s eyebrow raised in suspicion, but Madison quickly added. “Master Dex said it was ok.”

This did not seem to immediately placate Anita, but after a long, meaningful look at Madison, she shrugged. “Master Dex has an unusual style, but it's not my place to question. Be ready to present tomorrow.”

Ashley swept the dildo back into her bag and left with Madison, before Ms. Stonebridge thought to ask any more questions. She was halfway down the hall before Madison asked where they were meeting Theo, and Ashley realized she hadn’t thought that far ahead. God I am acting like such an idiot lately… It must be the stress.

“I… let me ask Theo where he wants to meet us.” Ashley pulled out her phone to text him.

“Please do, I really need- I mean I’m starving.” Madison seemed flushed and she kept rubbing her temples. “Thanks for getting me out of class, I had a…late night. My report was gonna be shit anyway.”

“Don’t mention it.” Ashley flushed hot, more than a little embarrassed at luring Madison out under false pretenses. I’m doing this for Theo… and she’s a **** anyway. It’s not anything she doesn’t already do. Besides, she asked for it.

Ashley: ”Master, I wanted to have lunch with you, in private. ;) Any chance we could head home?

Theo: ”Mom will get all pissy if we show up mid-day.”

Ashley: ”Can we meet here? I promise to make it worth your time.”

Theo: ”I appreciate the eagerness, ****, but you’ll just have to wait. I have a meeting at lunch, and afterwards they’ve closed a lot of rooms for some kind of maintenance inspection. So there’s nowhere private on campus.”

“Fuck.” Ashley blurted out. “We can’t go home and there’s no private rooms.”

“Yeah, and the lunchroom would be obnoxious.” Madison added. Ashley shook her head that she’d let that slip. Of course Madison thinks we’re just going for lunch… Ashley felt that she didn’t even come up with a good excuse there, but fortunately Madison was ahead of her on that one. “If Theo can drive to meet us, we can go to my place.”

“Your place?” Ashley raised an eyebrow.

“Uhhh, the apartment Dex lets me stay sometimes when he’s traveling for work.” Madison’s eyes darted around, confirming no one else was in earshot. “It used to be mine before… you know… so I still call it that sometimes.” Madison shrugged. “Old habits die hard.”

They have such an unusual relationship. Ashley thought. Not like what I have with Theo. Fortunately Theo had driven to school today all because he had spent that extra time at breakfast fucking Ashley on the kitchen floor. It was falling together nicely.

Ashley: ”Master, Madison says we can come over to her apartment if you can drive there. It’s ok with Master Dex. He is off at work.”

Theo: ”Madison’s apartment? With her?”

There was a long gap and Ashley worried she’d misread the situation badly. Finally Theo continued.

Theo: ”I will be there around 1 PM.”

Ashley exhaled, not even realizing that she’d been holding her breath. But she wasn’t in the clear yet. Theo could still be upset at her arranging this without his knowledge, even if it was what he’d asked for. She had to hope that presenting her with a horny brunette would satisfy.

“Everything ok? What did Theo say?”

“Master Theo said to meet him at 1.”

“Ughhh… If I have to wait that long… Ok, we’ll manage. Let’s hurry to the bus, it doesn’t come that often.”

Even with permission, they still had to sneak out of the school. The other students loved to hurl crude comments their way, and if Principal Brown caught them alone then he’d definitely find some excuse to interrogate them. The maintenance workers Theo had mentioned had closed off one hallway, but were distracted in a classroom, so the pair managed to kick off their heels and sneak by without attracting their attention. Out a side door, across a field, and through a rear gate, and they were to the sidewalk. Ashley nearly froze up at this…

This is the first time since I submitted to Theo that I’m on my own… She’d always had someone in charge of her - Anita, Jeanette, even Principal Brown, but always someone and even this tiny little taste of “freedom” now filled her with nearly paralyzing anxiety.

Is this who I am now? Ashley had to ask herself.

“You coming?” Madison waved. “The bus is almost here.”

“We don’t have any money.” Ashley belatedly realized.

“Slaves ride free. It’s not the best way to travel, but…” She winced a little. “Just follow my lead.”

When the bus pulled up, the burly driver eyed up the two young schoolgirls waiting at the stop with naked interest.

“Which stop, girls?”

“Hanover Street.” Madison gestured to both of them. The driver nodded and climbed out of his seat to lead the pair into the bus. The other passengers watched them even more intently than the driver had. The two free women on the bus actually slid away from the pair as they passed, as if slavery could somehow pass to them like the flu.

The majority of the bus was arranged for normal passengers, but a small section had been set aside for traveling slaves like the two of them. It had no seats, only an overhead rail with small pairs of hoops attached to it. Madison slid her hands up through the rings, and the driver pressed a button to tighten them down, securing her to the pole. Ashley did the same, feeling very unsettled by the man’s proximity as he locked her up.

“Got anything I should know about hidden in that shirt?” He grinned.

“No, Master Theo would never allow that.” Ashley tried to warn him off by invoking her owner’s name, but obviously the guy had never heard of him and didn’t seem phased.

“Safety first.” He said as he unbuttoned the front of Ashley’s blouse and the front clasp of her bra, letting her tits hang free. The nipples were sadly still erect from the lingering effects of her breakfast and the fucking at class, and he admired them openly. “Had to be sure.” He offered no apology, then turned and left her there with her tits out to resume driving the bus.

“How can they do this?” Ashley hissed under her breath. “We’re owned.”

“Public bus, public use.” Madison said apologetically. “They mostly keep it light…”

The trip to Madison’s apartment was not far, but it was nerve-wracking. The **** section was near the middle of the bus. Upon boarding and seeing there were two women secured, several passengers decided they’d rather sit in back. They used that as an excuse to fondle Ashley’s tits or pinch Madison’s ass as they passed. Some tried to play it off as losing their balance and “accidentally” copping a feel, but the bus was rock-steady and they all seemed to coincidentally stumble in arm’s reach of the bound women. Even the two female passengers who seemed scared of the pair at first boldly ran their fingers up the front of Ashley’s panties as they disembarked.

At Hanover street, the shackles automatically unlocked, and the two nearly ran out of the bus before it could get any worse.

“Madison’s” studio apartment was small, with some well-loved furniture. Ashley flopped down on the couch so she could text Theo directions. As she did so, Madison pulled out the remains of a Chinese food container from the fridge and began to eat from it.

I thought she said she couldn’t eat anything? Ashley’s mind was feeling very dulled today, but even that stood out as a surprise.

Madison caught her looking, then stopped and laughed. “Sorry, I don’t have enough for two.”

“Don’t worry about it, Master Theo says I need to eat only his **** food.”

“That would be tough for me.” Madison put down the container, looking a little guilty as she did. “At least, I thought so when you mentioned it. But lately… I dunno, I’ve been really craving your stuff. Weird, huh?”

“No weirder than anything else in our days.” Ashley **** herself to smile, hoping her face wouldn’t betray what she knew.

“No kidding. Tatiana invited me over last night, her place is pretty incredible.” Madison looked around at her apartment as if silently comparing the small space. “Master Bill’s place, I mean.” She added quickly. “What do you know about him?”

“Senator Bill?” Ashley shrugged. “I don’t get much chance to read the news and I never got the chance to vote, so nothing, I guess.” Ashley remembered that Theo owned her vote now, she filed it away to ask him who he was going to vote for.

“Does Tatiana ever talk to you about him?” Madison pressed.

“Not really, and I never ask. He tends to piss her off and she’s scary when she’s pissed off.” The two girls dissolved into giggles at that, but Madison had to nod her agreement. Madison set the empty container down on the counter and excused herself to go to the bathroom. Ashley took a look at the discarded box and cringed. She knew it wasn’t her house but Master Theo wouldn’t allow that kind of laziness. She scooped it up and stepped on the pedal to open the trash can. Ashley saw a scrap of paper in the trashcan with her name on it and paused. Why would she be writing about me? Ashley checked over her shoulder, but the door to the bathroom was still closed. She quickly pulled out the scrap and read it. It was torn from a notebook and the bulk of it was covered in coffee to the point of unreadability, but a few lines were legible.

Ashley has taken quickly to slavery - b/c of prior connection to Master? Theo was her friend and he seems to have exploited - unclear if he engineered situation to enslave Ashley - sympathetic victim? Discuss with Dex prior to -

Ashley heard the sink running and quickly shoved the paper back into the garbage before Madison emerged. Victim…? How am I a victim? Ashley felt far more confused by Madison’s relationship to Dex - and to herself - but her head still felt so damned fuzzy today. She could not put it together. I’ll tell Theo…He’ll know what to do. But… afterwards.

“Did he say when he’ll be here?” Madison asked, her eyes beginning to look a little ****. Before Ashley could figure out how to cover up the confusion on her face, the apartment buzzer went off and Madison’s attention was re-directed. “Oh thank god.” She practically ran to the panel and buzzed the door open sight-unseen. Theo entered shortly afterwards, pulling Ashley into a kiss and a grope by way of hello as he dropped the backpack off his shoulders.

“Master Dex home?” Theo asked.

“No, he’s busy. He’s totally cool with you guys coming over though, it’s no big deal.” Madison answered with suspicious urgency. Theo’s eyebrow raised as he took in the brunette, who was slightly twitchy and couldn’t take her eyes off his backpack.

“So who’s your Master right now?” Theo lasered in. “Anita’s in charge while you’re at school.”

“You are. Master Theo is in charge. May we please eat, Master?” Madison was still speaking a tick too quickly, and Theo nodded a deeper understanding of the situation.

“Maybe I should text him.” Theo pulled out his phone. “I wouldn’t want there to be a misunderstanding.”

“It’s totally OK! I promise!” Madison waved her hands in front of her, trying to dispel Theo’s concerns but only fanning those flames. “He said I should obey whichever Master is in charge, no question.”

Theo smiled and Madison visibly relaxed. Ashley looked back and forth between them and it looked like they were sharing a secret. “That’s good to hear his permission. Get set up for lunch.” He ordered as he opened his bag. Madison pulled out two bowls and spoons for the girls and a plate for Theo, laying it on the small table in the apartment. When he saw what she had done, Theo shook his head. “Wrong.” He offered no further elaboration, so Ashley was **** to step in and remove the bowls from the table, placing them on the floor.

“Sorry, Master Theo.” Madison blushed hot at her mistake, but she was jonesing for the gruel so badly that she got down on her hands and knees without further protest.

Theo poured out the two thermoses into the bowls. Ashley tried to see if she’d also been given one of the “red sticker” ones, but Theo’s hand was blocking the outside. Anything Jeanette wants her to have is probably bad for her. Or me. Unfortunately, the bottles were back in Theo’s bag before she could tell, and then she had no excuse but to eat.

Not that she needed an excuse, once she smelled the scent she needed it again. Ashley wasn’t alone, Madison could barely wait long enough for Theo to stop pouring before diving in. It was an overwhelming demand on Ashley’s psyche and it wasn’t her first dose of the day. Ashley barely had time to worry about it before she had to dive in, and once she tasted it then she was back on that rollercoaster. She suspected that it tasted slightly different than usual, but that thought vanished like smoke in the wind as she attacked the bowl, replaced only by More, more, more.

Ashley and Madison licked their bowls clean and sat back up on their haunches, looking at the bemused Theo with hungry eyes. He had been taking his time with his sandwich while the slaves feasted. Ashley and Madison were behaving no better than the dogs his bowl trick was meant to demean them into. He said nothing, just ate slowly and watched as the women knelt before him, silent and increasingly ****. He pulled out his phone and began tapping on it, which annoyed Ashley somewhat but she stopped herself when she remembered that she couldn’t get annoyed at her Master.

“Your chin.” He said to Ashley, without looking up from his app. Before Ashley could react, Madison leaned in and licked the tiny bit of gruel from her jaw. Ashley giggled, remembering a similar little globule on her face after she’d blown Dex in their little challenge. Madison’s tongue passed over Ashley’s lips in passing, and the two ended up barely an inch from each other’s face. Madison’s pupils were dilated and her skin flushed, and her breath was warm on Ashley’s face. If anything, the food hadn’t quelled Madison’s hunger, but only re-directed it. And Ashley felt it too, the desire was no longer in her belly… but lower. Madison was so close… for the moment, discipline held. The two gave a quick, pleading glance to Theo, their question obvious but unspoken.

“Carry on, whores.” He said between bites.

The tension that had been building between Madison and Ashley had only surged with lunch, then burst like a dam with permission. Her **** craving for the gruel had been supplanted by her **** cravings for Madison, and Madison matched that ferocity in turn. They were so hungry for each other that they were practically tripping over themselves trying to get it all at once. Madison couldn’t decide whether to stick her tongue down Ashley’s throat or to grab the blonde tits and suckle at her nipple. Ashley wanted to run her hands up Madison’s back and between her legs at the same time. Theo laughed to himself at the sight of the two women frantically attacking each other, but the pair were so deep into it that they didn’t notice.

What the women did realize was that there was a subtle push for power between the pair of them, hidden in their wild movements. And Ashley was just cogent enough to realize she had the upper hand. This was her Master, her food, her show… and she was the stronger of the two by far. Ashley grabbed Madison’s wrist while the brunette reached for Ashley’s neck, and calmly twisted it around Madison’s body. The women met each other’s eyes. Ashley didn’t know about Madison’s talks with Anita and Tatiana and didn’t know about her changing dynamics with Dex, but Ashley could all but hear the gears turning in Madison’s brain as the woman fell another rung down the ladder. She could feel Madison relax her arm and physically submit. And she could see the confusion in Madison’s eyes fade into acceptance and then further into desire.

Ashley took Madison’s free hand and moved it to her own clitoris. Then she pulled Madison forward to straddle her muscular thigh. The heat and wetness from Madison’s pussy was coming through the schoolgirl panties. Madison blushed furiously at being exposed like this, but it couldn’t be hidden any longer. This time, Ashley went in for the kiss and took her time with it, enjoying the feelings of driving the brunette mad with lust. Madison’s breath was getting shallower, her body throbbing harder. Madison was rolling her hips on the floor, searching for something…

Ashley abruptly broke the kiss, and winked up to Theo. “She’s ready for you, Master.” Madison blinked a little as she seemingly had forgotten that Theo was there and watching.

“Good girl.” She beamed at his praise to care. Theo stood and offered his hands to help the girls up to their feet. He had Ashley lead Madison to her bedroom, then he gently pushed both of them to the bed.

“Continue,” he ordered. While Ashley and Madison resumed their makeout session, Theo left the room for a moment. Ashley heard him continuing to tap on his phone. She heard him rummaging in his bag, then he returned a few moments later holding leather cuffs and a short chain.

“Master?” Ashley asked.

“Wanted to try them out since I saw you two with Danielle. Madison.” He pointed towards the head of the bed. Madison eagerly scooted up towards the headboard, spreading her arms to allow him to cuff her arms to the corners. Madison practically squealed in delight as he slid her panties down and off. Her eyes fixated on his crotch, and the imposing bulge underneath it.

“Been thinking about it?” Theo asked.

Madison bit her lip for a moment, then utterly betrayed her Master again. “...Yes, since the party.” Theo nodded his head as if this was the obvious answer and pulled his cock free. Madison had seen it before, naturally, and had seen Ashley suck and fuck Theo’s massive girth. But she still audibly gasped when it was pointed at her. Theo didn’t even have to order her to spread her legs. She opened herself wide for him, eager to test herself against it. Ashley felt stabs of jealousy as her Master climbed on top of Madison and guided his cock inside. But she’d arranged this entire scenario, so she couldn’t let herself get too upset. After all, she was fulfilling his orders and doing a form of penance in her own right. And she knew that, while Theo might enjoy Madison today, he’d be back with Ashley again tonight.

“Ohhhhh fuck fuck FUCK!” Madison cried out as he slid in his length. Ashley took her hand in a little sisterly solidarity as Theo spread her open. Madison looked down and her eyes went wide to see how much more he had to insert. “It’s so much big-” she caught herself again before she insulted Dexter any further, but Theo’s brief grin showed he’d caught the implication.

Madison closed her eyes and relaxed as best she could while Theo fucked her. For a guy who’d lost his virginity this semester, he was already quite adept at fucking women into submission. Ashley felt a little pride at her role in both of those. Ashley absentmindedly recalled Danielle’s presentation from earlier in the afternoon and had to acknowledge the goofy chick was dead on.

Theo, for his part, was in no hurry. He’d called out of school for this, so he had nowhere to be and took his time with Madison, humping her slowly and thoroughly. He acted as if he knew he’d only have this one chance, and he wanted to make it count. He glanced over at Ashley, noticing how she had her own hand on her pussy and her gaze fixed on the spectacle. “Climb on.” He nodded to Madison.

Ashley didn’t need encouraging. She slipped her panties off and swung her leg over, straddling Madison to reverse cowgirl the bound woman’s face.

“Woah-” Madison only caught onto what was happening as Ashley dropped her hips, and even though neither Ash nor Theo ordered her to, the position made it clear what was expected. Ashley felt Madison’s tongue running down her slit. Not in a teasing way, they were well past that. Madison ate her pussy hungrily, like a good submissive making her Mistress feel good. Ashley so rarely got to be the top in a situation, so she embraced the role, wiggling her hips and grinding her cunt onto Madison’s mouth.

“She’s a good girl too, Master.” Ashley spoke on behalf of her **** sister, and a nod from Theo acknowledged the compliment. But he didn’t vocalize it. He was too close to put those things into words, and he picked up the pace and the aggression, as if he was now trying to put Madison right through the mattress. Ashley loved his animalistic side, and it was almost as fun to watch as it was to experience first-hand. She didn’t even mind that Madison was cumming so hard that she stopped licking and screamed her pleasure into Ashley’s thighs.

Theo grunted as he came too, buried to the hilt in Madison’s snatch. He continued thrusting as he rolled through his own orgasm, then patted Madison on the hips as a form of praise while he pulled his cock free. Theo wiped his cock clean on Madison’s sheets, and pushed Ashley’s head down to Madison’s crotch wordlessly. While the two girls lost themselves in each other’s body again, Theo climbed off the bed and began looking through Madison’s bedside dresser and closet. Madison was too far out of it to notice what he was doing, not that she could have protested even if she had. Neither woman noticed as Theo pulled out a small notebook and stepped out of the room.

Madison and Ashley continued enjoying each other’s bodies. Neither of them would have admitted to being a lesbian, but both of them appreciated a woman’s tongue on their pussies. And receiving it as orders from Theo gave them both license to let themselves go. Ashley quivered as Madison got her off, closing her eyes and letting her body shake and tremble. She had barely finished when Theo returned.

“Get up,” he said to Ashley. “We’re leaving.”

“Master…?” Ashley asked as she took shaky steps to pull her clothes back on. She glanced back at Madison, who was still tied to the bed, her eyes rolled back and her face a mask of incoherent pleasure.

“She’ll be fine.” Theo said. “Her Master is coming back soon.”

“Oh, ok.” Ashley was still too hazy to think about it, and that seemed right to her. So she allowed Theo to lead her out of the apartment and to his car.

Madison's head lolled back and forth in slow, groggy arcs. She finally found the strength to open her eyes. The light through her window blinds was casting long shadows across her bedroom now, it was much later in the afternoon. How long have I been out? She couldn’t quite remember. She knew she’d fucked Theo and Ashley, the taste on her tongue and the soreness in her pussy were unmistakable. She had a pounding headache and tried to sit up to head for the bathroom, but found that her wrists were bound to the headboard.

“What the…?” She asked aloud. A shape moved in her peripheral vision. “Ashley? Theo?”

“They’ve gone, but I thought that school would have taught you to address him as Master Theo by now.” The shape moved closer and resolved itself into a blonde woman, who Madison guessed to be in her mid 40s. She had a familiar look about her that Madison was too confused to place.

“Who the hell are you?!” Madison jumped up in surprise, as much as she could with her wrists bound. Her schoolgirl top was open and there was nothing she could do about her tits hanging out, but she quickly crossed her legs to cover her bare pussy and try to hide the shame leaking out of it.

The woman pulled a chair up next to Madison’s bed and sat down on it, kicking her feet up onto the mattress as a clear measure of disrespect.

“I’m Jeanette Andersen, Master Theo’s mother.” Once she’d said it, Madison saw the resemblance immediately. It was the eyes. Those icy eyes… “The real question is, Madison, who the hell are you?”

“I’m… just a **** girl.” Madison had been made to say it so many times recently that it rolled off her tongue easier than she’d expected. But her heart was still hammering in her chest. “Master Dexter’s **** girl.” She quickly added.

Jeanette gave a small, disbelieving “Hmm.”

“Ask Master Dexter yourself, he’ll be home any minute.” Madison tried to bluff, but Jeanette wasn’t having it.

“Maybe, but that won’t be here. Dexter lives Uptown, remember?” Jeanette grinned at her and Madison saw no warmth in it. “I’m sure it’s hard to remember when you have to keep so many lies straight.”

“I’m not lying!” Madison huffed.

“Hmm.” Jeanette repeated.

“Oh get the fuck out of my house, Jeanette.” Madison sneered. “You’re not my Master, you’re not even anyone’s Master.”

“Not just yet.” Jeanette pulled open her purse and removed a thermos exactly matching the one Theo had fed Madison from earlier that day. She unscrewed the lid and poured out a tiny amount of the gruel into it, setting it on the side table next to Madison’s bed. Madison’s eyes followed it, until she caught Jeanette watching her.

“I’m not hungry.” Madison said, looking away.

“Probably not.” Jeanette conceded. “But you’ll need it soon enough regardless.” Jeanette sat back and pulled open a small book. Madison refused to look at her, or at the cup on her nightstand. But the smell carried across the bed and under her nose, triggering the same need that had animated her that morning. Only worse now…

Madison’s muscles tensed in her bonds. She picked out a point on the opposite wall and fixated on it, as if staring hard enough would keep her from looking.

She blinked and there it was. She was staring at the cup on her nightstand, only a few feet from her. She licked her lips, imagining the taste… The small laughter from Jeanette broke the spell and she went back to staring at her spot on the wall.

“Not long now.” Jeanette said.

Madison wanted to ignore her, but she couldn’t.

“Not long until what?”

“Until you’re ready to tell the truth.”

“I told you the fucking truth!”

Jeanette shook her head. “No, slut, you didn’t.” Jeanette returned to her book, and it was only then Madison realized it was her notebook.

“Hey, who said you could read that? It’s mine!” Madison yanked on the restraints, but they held. “Put that down!”

“Yours? Slaves don’t have property, they are property. I told you you were lying.” Jeanette didn’t look up.

“Why do you keep saying that? What have I been lying about?”

“That you’re Dex’s **** girl, for one.”

“Master Dex.” Madison corrected.

“If you’re not a ****, he’s not a Master.” Jeanette slowly closed the book across her lap.

“I’ve been attending **** school every day for months now. I’m tied to the bed where I just fucked your son! I’m rather obviously a ****.”

“That just makes you a slut, Madison, and I’m more than willing to agree with that.” Jeanette picked up the cup of gruel and slowly brought it back and forth under Madison’s nose. Madison whipped her head away, but the scent was under her nostrils again. “Just tell me the truth and I’ll let you have as much as you like.”

“I told you the truth and I don’t want the food!” Madison insisted, but Jeanette kept waving it near Madison’s face. The brunette’s resolve was cracking and Jeanette could see it.

Jeanette dipped a finger in the white slime and traced it across Madison’s lips. Madison tried to spit it off, but her tongue got a taste and she was licking it up before she could stop herself. She leaned forward for the cup, but Jeanette pulled it away from her. \
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“Lying again.” Janine said.

“What the hell is that stuff?” Madison asked.

“It’s my company’s newest product, one which is going to send my stock options through the roof. The perfect **** food: Keeps the girl trim, docile, and wet for her Master.” Jeanette dipped her finger in it again and held it just out of reach of Madison’s outstretched tongue. Jeanette laughed and wiped it on Madison’s cheeks instead. Just close enough where she could smell it but not lick it up. “I assume you figured out how addictive it is.”

“You got me hooked on your ****!? Master Dex is going to drag your ass into court!” Madison growled.

“I don’t think so. And I think it’s about time you come clean. You’re not Dex’s ****.” Jeanette unexpectedly tipped the mug over onto Madison’s chest, spilling the gruel all over her bare tits. The smell was overpowering her now, and Madison thrashed against the bonds to get at it. “You’re not Dex’s ****.”

“I’m… I’m… a **** girl.” Madison repeated. It was all she could think of at the moment. Why is it so hard to think!?!

“You will be. But you’re not right now.” Jeanette said. “‘My house’... ‘my book’... A true **** girl knows she doesn’t even own her own pussy, let alone claiming a whole apartment.” Madison was desperately stretching her tongue out towards her breasts, trying to lick up the gruel that was tantalizingly close. “I brought plenty. You can have as much as you want… once you tell the truth.” Jeanette said.

“I…” When she started that statement, Madison felt the weight of all her identities crashing down on her all at once. Free woman, reporter, friend, graduate… when the dust cleared, standing in the rubble there was only one left. “I’m… a **** girl. Really. But I’m not Dex’s **** girl.”

“Better.” Jeanette ran her finger across Madison’s tit, scooping up some of the gruel and rubbing it onto her mouth. She waited while Madison lapped up all she had been given. “Why are you in the class?”

“I’m… undercover.” She stuck out her tongue for more gruel, and Jeanette gave her just a tiny bit until she kept talking. “Dex forged my papers so I could get in… I’m writing a feature about it. People need to know…”

“What do people need to know?”

“Everything!” Madison said. “How they train women! Once they see how slaves are treated-”

Jeanette interrupted her with cackling laughter. “Then what, they’ll march on Washington?! That was an idiot plan from the start, girl!” Jeanette tipped the thermos up to Madison’s lips. Despite herself, Madison couldn’t help but take a deep drink. Her head swam all over again and she cursed her own weakness. Jeanette continued. “You bleeding hearts never knew the first thing about men. Once they see how slaves are treated they are each gonna want one! And who’s gonna stop them, women? Women are gonna all be good little girls so they aren’t next.”

“That’s not true.” Madison had no conviction left in her voice and Jeanette picked up on it immediately.

“Even your white knight Dex took a piece of you when he had the chance. And you asked him to do it.” Jeanette wiggled Madison’s notebook. “All right in here.”

Madison was too confused and twisted up to think clearly. There had to be a way out of this, but she couldn’t see it.

“What do you want?” She asked Jeanette. Jeanette gave her another long drink as a reward for this submission.

“A reporter, publishing an exposé on new **** training methods? It’s perfect. You’re going to write your story.” Jeanette said. “You’ll tell the world what an amazing experience it was to become a ****, and how much my gruel made it happen. Should be excellent for our sales, especially coming from a satisfied client.”

“An ad? You want to turn my article into a giant fucking AD?! For SLAVERY?!”

“Your article?” Jeanette shook her head. “No, you bimbo. I want to turn you into a giant fucking ad for slavery. A free woman goes undercover as a **** and comes out the other side as a true believer. Just listen to yourself: ‘I’m a **** girl, but not Dex’s **** girl.’ I take a little credit for my contribution.” Jeanette waved the gruel container in Madison’s face, and the younger woman couldn’t help but follow it with her eyes. “There’s plenty more…”

“That’s sick.”

“Well, the alternative is that I call the police and you and Dex both get arrested. I get a finder’s fee when you get auctioned, and for a hot little feminist like yourself it should be quite a tidy sum. I’ve always wanted to visit the French Riviera.”

“So you win either way.”

“Women caught tied to a bed are rarely given good options.” Jeanette smiled. “So what’ll it be? Is my next call to the cops to tell them about the fraudulent ****? Or to Anita to tell her about your exciting new extra credit project?” Jeanette continued to torment Madison with the container while the woman struggled with her horrible decision…