Indentured Servitude (Try and Angel216)

The sexy once free farm girl, who had no real care in the world but her father and her father’s farm, was now filling her mouth with a man’s cock, and not any man, but one that was her master. The warm wet embrace of her mouth, and the feeling of her lips around his length, was as near divine, as any man could hope to reach. Even if his manhood had been limp and hanging it would have stiffened and swelled to this feeling. John cock growing in length and girth as the young woman, began her first efforts at orally pleasing her master. This would of course be a common and regular occurrence in their relationship, but now it had the novelty of newness and freshness. John departed wife, would never had considered or even condoned such an activity, but that refusal wasn’t available to a slave, and this was something John planned to indulge in.

That’s it slave, such your master cock. Taste my manhood, feel as it fills your mouth.

John groaned and his breath deepened as he reveled in this experience. Though he wasn’t yet ready to spill his seed, he’d never felt this aroused in his entire life. Naturally, his hand rewarded her by gently rubbing her sore ass, and by proximity her little tight asshole, all the while his member slipped between her sexy lips.

Rebecca gagged again, and kept sucking, knowing the punishment if she didn't as she flushed a deep red when he spoke to her. She flushed as she was humiliated and knew that she couldn't turn back, even if he let her turn back. She was too far in, she would crave his touch the next day and just come back to him. She whimpered, wishing she hadn't stepped in this far, wishing she could have kept fighting as she squirmed, feeling him begin to rub her sore ass and her asshole as a moan slipped from her lips as she sucked on him, causing vibrations to shimmy their way down his shaft as she sucked and licked on it. She looked up at him, she was vulnerable and nearly helpless to his will, being tied up this way, and she knew that she would stay this way until he knew she wouldn't try to run.

The lips of the young woman around his bulging cock may have not had the experience or skill of an older woman, but at this point John didn’t care. His departed wife hadn’t condoned such activity, and though he’d heard tales and suspected that such an encounter would be pleasurable, it went beyond that by a lot. The heat of her mouth only added to the heat and fire he was feeling in his loins. As much as he’d loved his dead wife, he now was sure that denying such an amazing pleasure was horrible, just another reason that made owing this slave seem so right.

Suck on that cock slave! Show your master what a good little cocksucker you can be for him.

Because it felt so good, he had no issue with rewarding his defiant slave. So as he groaned and grunted, his hand kneaded the cheeks of her ass, gripping one then the other strongly as he in a circular pattern massaged them. The aroma of her arousal and the heat of her body beneath him, stroke his own fire, as her head bobbed in his length.

Rebecca surprised even herself when a louder, low-toned and sultry moan passed through her lips, she had no idea how good it felt to have someone grip and message her bottom as she almost purred and moaned out with pleasure. Her body shivering and trembling as she proceeded to suck faster, slightly harder, her eyes fluttering, her tongue reaching up and stroking up and down his shaft, her juices dripping. She had no experience in sucking a cock before, but she acted as if she did, her body taking over by instinct as if it had been inside her ever since she was born. She felt him knead and grip her cheeks in a circular motion as another loud, muffled moan departed from her lips, causing vibrations from the very sound to shiver their way, once more, down his shaft. It was as if they were two animals, or at least she was, her desires and emotions ran wild, like stallions, and she struggled to reign them in, but a part of her wanted to let go and so she did. A sigh passing through her lips as her tensed muscles relaxed and she stopped fighting the pleasure. She knew that she wasn't going to win and she didn't want to stress herself out as she let her eyes flutter close and she sucked more slowly, beginning to almost enjoy the sensation as she let herself explore, timidly at first, her tongue probing lower and lower down the shaft, as she sucked slowly.

If the slave was enjoying it or not, was in doubt for a moment, till she moaned on his length, a very pleasant feeling John was now sure. With each passing moment the enthusiasm and exuberance of his slave seemed to increase, which fed his only sexual lust. If she was getting pleasure from the punishment, the act or even feeding off of his pleasure, he couldn’t be sure, but it didn’t matter. What John knew was that this once innocent farm girl was feasting on his length with a fervor and zeal he didn’t know possible. Even now his balls became heavy as they seemed to fill and fill with his seed. The pressure was building, and he was finding it harder and harder to control and withhold his natural inclination. The only thing that saved him, was she slowed for a moment, which allowed him to slowly back away from that cliff that he was about to leap from, and by it relish and enjoy the oral attentions of his latest acquisition.

There you go slave, savor it. Take a moment and just suckle at it. The taste, the smell, the feel of it in your mouth, that’s what a slave was meant for, what you were meant for.

John slickens his finger and begins to rub her little tight butthole. Massaging it with the tip of his finger, a gentle but firm pressure, as his coarse finger glides over the soft tissue. The heat of her body radiates beneath him, his hips ever so slightly undulating to the young woman’s natural lustful rhythm. Soon he would feed his slave her first taste of her master’s seed, something he planned to do often.

Rebecca could feel him trembling and heard a groan from him as she trembled herself, letting the tensions of the very moment go. She knew then, that this would be her life, that he owned her, truly and now completely. She shivered at that, knowing that the sooner she accepted that the sooner life would be better for her, but she was afraid to accept it, reluctant, and hesitant, knowing that if she did, she was giving up. She wasn't some one who gave up, but she kept sucking on him, stroking her tongue along it as she heard his words and let out a slight whimper. Then she jolted as she felt him dip his finger into her juices and she moaned out as she felt his finger trail back up to her tight hole, feeling him message it. She let out a louder moan as she felt him applying a slight pressure as she moaned out and squirmed, sucking and licking on his member. Each moan, sending shivers of vibrations down his shaft, the sound leaving her lips in "mmmhmmmmms......"..and "ohhhhsss..............."

The reaction of the slave was so thrilling so arousing, as she responded so easily and clearly to his touch. The sounds that escaped around his cock weren’t those of a woman wishing to flee or run, but of a slave enjoying her duties. Naturally a master responded to his slave’s submission, and his cock got hard and firm under her ministrations. He watched as it filled her mouth, and as her lips stretched around it, a sight that was even better than all his dreams and fantasies.

My slave loves cock, I can tell.

John lifts her head off of his cock for a moment, by means of the leash. He lifts her head just enough that his hardness juts up from his body, but doesn’t quiet touch her luscious lips, the tip and length now coated in her spittle. The hand holding the leather belt, keeps it raised so she can't lower her head down another to suck on his cock. Further his other hand pushes his finger into her ass, worming its way past her tight muscle ring. Now her voice and reaction wouldn’t be muffled or masked by his cock buried in her mouth.

It’s okay slave, you have a master, you are free now, and you’re free to be what you were born to be.

The tip of his cock was oozing a little glisten glob of precum. John releases the tension on the leash so she has room to maneuver, and to return to her prior duties if she so chose, or even to move further away, though escape wasn't possible.

Rebecca flushed a deeper red as she heard his words and she let out a whimper as she felt him growing in her mouth, stretching her lips thin around him. She gagged again and shook her head as he lifted her off of his cock. She looked up at him, ashamed at her actions as the fire kept raging inside of her. She let out a low moan as she felt his finger push it's way into her asshole as she let out a louder moaner, squirming. She looked up at him as he spoke to her and sighed when he released the pressure on the leash so she could move. She shivered and moaned out as he continued to rub and push his finger in as she felt her juices dripping more and more. She looked down at his member, and watched as the precum came out and she backed up, though, she still couldn't get away from him as she moaned out, biting her lower lip as she chewed on it, moaning out louder still as she squirmed.

The moan was louder now that her mouth wasn’t full of his cock, which only made her condition more obvious. He hadn’t commanded her nor demanded her to talk, but she spoke the language of a slave, by the moans and whimpers that slipped past her lips. So his finger continued to slowly pump her little ass, as he played with her.

Oh my slave likes her master finger up her ass doesn’t she? You like that, what a dirty little slave girl you are. Let’s see what happens when I fuck your little tight ass with my finger.

Just to prove the point, his finger began to slowly fuck her ass. John was specifically confronting her with what was happening to her and her body. He wanted her to see that he knew what was happening, and that she couldn’t hide from him. She was a slave, and her condition would always be known to her master. All the while his cock stood at attention, but inches from her face, its length shiny and slick, the tip pulsing and throbbing as it await her attention.

Is your pussy getting wetter slave?

Rebecca flushed as he begin to pump his finger into her ass and spoke to her as she moaned out, shaking her head as she let out a whimper of humiliation. Yet, as he started to fuck her ass with his finger, she moaned out louder and her juices dripped heavier as she looked down at his member, seeing the tip throb and pulse as she backed up away from it. She heard his question and looked up at him as she let out a moan, closing her eyes as she murmured, "mhmmmm......yes...Master, it is." She knew there was no point in lying to him as he would just as soon know about her condition. So she decided to tell the truth and besides, with how she was bound, there was little she could do to hide her near-constant humiliation as her cheeks burned a deep red.

The young woman’s body danced to his touch, as she responded to his verbal prodding and confessed her aroused state. Though she had just the slightest tone of defeat, it was the answer that pleased him. By saying it and doing it with the proper honorific, she was helping solidify their roles and positions. The protests she was offering were over the minutia and not the large aspects of her slavehood.

Do you know why your pussy is getting wetter slave?

It was time to confront her with what was happening to her body, and if it humiliated her, then so be it. The results spoke for themselves, and as such, she needed to learn, to be educated as it were. So as he spoke, his finger continued its unabated efforts, specifically to escalate her condition and make real argument nearly impossible. All the while he held her so she couldn’t escape the facts, her condition or her servitude. She was a slave, and it was time for that concept to begin settling in and for her to fulfill her duties.

Rebecca let out a loud moan of pleasure as she swallowed hard, looking up at him as she trembled, moaned and squirmed. She looked back down as he asked her the question, her cheeks flushing a deeper red, she didn't want to admit it. She let out a whimper of humiliation as she finally murmured, "My pussy is getting wetter because I enjoy this, Master?" She wasn't sure if that was the right answer, but she felt like it was, just to be safe, she phrased it as a question as she moaned out. His finger was still pumping inside her ass and teasing it as she let out a louder moan of pleasure and she squirmed as she cried out with pleasure, a tremor rolling through her as she tried to pull away from him again, seeing his still erect member in front of her, dripping with precum as she moaned out, loudly, his fingers still working up the arousal within her.

The whimpering words of his slave amused him as he forced a confession from her sweet sexy lips. Those same words nestled between moans of pleasure, as her body continued to react to his touch and intrusion. Still she needed to be trained, and though she was enjoying it, that wasn't close to sufficient. So he pulls the leash, bringing her head over to his cock again, he withdraws his fingers from her ass, and this time he takes control of his cock, guiding it towards her face, rubbing it against her flush cheeks, letting the tip leave a trail of precum against her face. It wasn’t that he was teasing her as he knew she didn’t have the experience to appreciate what his rod could do for her, more it was about getting her used to its presence.

Now taste the tip with your tongue. Play with the tip, take your time.

He uses the end of the leash for a moment to slap her ass. Now one hand holds his cock, while the other begins to play with her ass again. Did she even notice that she wasn’t really being held? If she didn’t try to flee he would let his finger again slip into her ass, and reward her.

Rotate your ass; fuck my finger with your ass slave.

Rebecca moaned out and whimpered as he continued his onslaught and then a whimper of longing left her as he withdrew his fingers and she saw him grasp his cock. She felt him pull her leash again, making her lean forward as she flushed a darker red when he rubbed it across her face, marking her cheeks with his precum as she shuddered violently. She looked up at him as he commanded her and she yelped as he slapped her ass. She knew that if she was disobedient, she'd only be punished as she looked at the tip, still glistening with left-over precum. She bit her lower lip and moved forward, taking the tip into her mouth as she licked it, gagging at the unfamiliar taste of the cum as she sucked on the tip, licking it, and gagging occasionally.

Then she felt the belt go slack and she knew he wasn't holding her, but she stayed still, wanting pleasure, not punishment as she moaned out when he stuck his finger into her ass again. She whimpered and swallowed hard as she moaned out, hearing his other command as she leaned back slightly, still keeping the tip of his member in her mouth as she tried to follow the command, feeling his finger slide in and out with the motions that she performed when she leaned forward and leaned back as she looked up at him, wishing the earth would just swallow her up.

The young thing complied with his command even if reluctantly, and though she seemed to struggle with it, she complied. What wasn’t reluctant or even held back any longer was the reaction of her body to his touch. The young slave looks up at him, and seemingly seeking his guidance and/or affirmation.

That’s right slave use your tongue, get used to the way it tastes and feels in your mouth. Then use your lips gently sucking on it at first. Wrap your lips around it, keep my rod from hitting your teeth, and even use your tongue under it.

So her education began, as he helps instruct her in developing her oral skills. He admonished her when she was wrong or off, with some words or even a swat to her ass. When she was performing well or showing some improvement in skill or compliance, he fucked her little tight ass with his finger or pets her in praise like a good pet. John was patient, and liked the idea that he was training her and guiding her to her sexual peak as a slave girl. He groaned as she worked his length, and grew his member in her mouth, both of his balls hanging between his legs, felt like they were getting bigger and heavier by the minute.

That’s right work it, love it, and show it how much you enjoy having it around. Bob your head, take a little more in and then withdraw, and try again.

The instructions continued, as his work all of his finger into her ass, driving it deeper and then at times only shallow. Did she even realize how she was reacting, now her body naturally moved to assist and help his attentions upon it? He pulled her a little further across the table, so her head now went past the edge, as he stood there teaching her and enjoying her.

Rebecca flushed a deeper red as she heard his words and she didn't want o do it, but by now, it was almost as if logical thought, had replaced immoral thought. She knew by now that if she didn't perform, he would punish her, and if she performed he would provide her with pleasure. She was still new, and being new, the pleasure felt 10 times greater as she was constantly being attacked by several new experiences and sensations all at once. She let out a moan, still flustered as she nodded and did as he said, or tried to, wrapping her lips around the top as she sucked lightly on it, another moan leaving her parted lips. Each moan caused vibrations to shiver their way down his member as she ran her tongue underneath the under side of it as she heard his next words and shivered. She was humiliated and she whimpered, hating the feeling, but loving the rewards she received from doing it the right way.

She moaned out again, shivering and moaning as she bobbed her head, trying to take more in and then withdrawing and repeating the motion, all while licking and sucking gently as she looked up at him. Then she yelped as he pulled her across the table, since her legs were still tied to each leg, it pulled on her muscles in her legs and she let out a muffled whimper as she tried to keep sucking on his member and licking it, bobbing her head and taking a little more each time.

What was really going to break down this girl’s resistance wasn’t the whip, the ropes, or even his commanding voice, no it was her own body. The more he worked it, the more he could see that she was losing the fight, and letting her body feel pleasure. The whimpers, whines, and moans of her enjoyment at first were all restrained and muffled, but now she wasn’t even fighting that, and instead concentrating on his length. Would she even realize that he was purposely connecting and interlocking submission and pleasure as one? How long would it take, before she realized that her greatest joys and satisfaction came from compliance and obedience? John didn’t need to be so crude and torture this young woman into submission, no she was going to slide right into it with moans and groans of pleasure.


That’s it, you’re learning. You’re starting to get it, yes that’s good. You look good slave; I can see you are enjoying it.

Again as she complied he rewarded her with verbal affirmation, and a finger deep in her ass. Now that he seemingly didn’t need to hold her leash, his other free hand kneaded her ass cheek, as he leaned over her and played with her firm ass. While her head bobbed and her mouth learned to feed on his cock. Rather than force her, he just let her do it, if she was too tentative or started to withdraw, he verbally encourage her. When she hit with a tooth or was clumsy, he instructed her of proper technique, letting her try again.

Though he didn’t always say it, the occasional groan and grunt, let her know how much he was enjoying her efforts, as he began to approach that inevitable peak. He really wasn’t trying to hold back any longer, as he too was getting caught up in the moment.

Rebecca gasped out as his finger went deeper and her teeth bumped against his member as she moaned out and squirmed, she was flushed with humiliation and was flustered as she kept working his member. She groaned and moaned out in pleasure as she almost bucked her hips, arched her back, her groans and moans sending vibrations through his member as she bobbed, sucked, and licked on his shaft. The pleasure was a raging fire in her that kept growing, the need was slowly growing, the desire for more was increasing and her eyes were fluttering, she was barely aware that she was losing the fight to remain a free woman as she sucked and licked upon his member, his precum drying on her face. Once more her stomach growled slightly and she whimpered quietly as she heard his verbal encouragements and praises as she moaned out loudly, bucking once more in the restraints. She felt him begin to tighten and she wondered what was happening as she begin to pull back, uncertain as she looked up at him, unsure of what to do or what was happening.

It wasn’t that her skill was so great or that she was experienced, in fact it was probably the opposite that had the inevitable pressure building in his loins. To have her fresh sexy lips wrapped around his shaft, and to feel the warm and suction of her mouth, and to see her young nubile body shivering and shaking beneath him was just too much. There would be such moments and probably even better ones, but for him this was his first. The first time he would flood this young woman’s mouth as his slave. Everything he’d worked on and planned for had brought him to this point and time, and there was nothing that John could imagine that would or could have been better.

OH fuuuuck my slave! Drink your master’s seed, take of my juices.

Without thinking his finger worked her ass as the other’s grip tightened on the cheek of her ass, as his body stiffened, and his member released in a torrent of his pent up load. Though he’d masturbated since his wife death, it felt like he hadn’t and all of it was being released in one large cataclysmic orgasm. Instinctually he pushed his cock in a little more, so that it would be in her mouth as he came, and though he had some fond memories of his dead wife, this moment told him how much he didn't miss and would never ever return to such an arrangement ever again.

OHHH YESS!!!

The words mixed with a yowl of pleasure as his body shivered with his release.

Rebecca heard him get louder and felt his grip tighten on her ass cheek as she whimpered. She felt him push his cock into her mouth and then she gagged as she suddenly felt a warm, wet blast filling her mouth. She gagged and wanted to spit it out, but there was no where to run and so she swallowed as she shuddered and gagged again, unused to the taste or even the sensation of swallowing something like that. She tried to pull back as she felt him finishing and she whimpered, gagging again as she was forced to swallow the last little bit. She trembled and looked up at him, cringing as he yelled out. She couldn't comprehend it as she had never done this before and she thought she was in trouble from all the yelling.

She cringed back into the table, pulling away from him as she looked up at him, trembling slightly, her eyes wide, the taste still in her mouth as she scraped her teeth over her tongue. She wasn't sure if she did something wrong and she bit her lower lip as she waited for the excitement and yelling to stop as she watched him.

Letting his spent length slip from between her lips, John’s deep breathing continued as the euphoria of his orgasm, slowly ebbed. The incredible feeling of it had left him dazed and very satisfied. So he at first missed her confusion and disbelief in what had transpired. For as much as he was seeing her as a slave, she was still young and far from experienced. So once he opened his eyes and once again directed his attention on his slave, he sees her looking up bewildered.

That’s okay slave, you did good!

The tip of his length still drools his seed, his length coated in a mix of her spittle and his cum. The ragged breathing continues as his heart rate begins to recede and return to normal. Where his hands had been interrupted either in fucking her ass or rubbing her ass cheek, they once again returned to stimulating her.

Take it back in your mouth, suckle at it, clean it, taste your success. You’ve made your master cum, as a slave should, and it’s time to enjoy the fruit as it were of your accomplishment.

The older man, many years her senior, holds his length for her, like it was some prize that she would want. Though he had given her an instruction, it seemed as if he thought she would enjoy this.

Rebecca bit her bottom lip as she felt his hand continue it's assault on her ass, rubbing and fingering it as she let out another moan of pleasure, the fire inside her had receded some in the time that he had stopped, but it wasn't long before his attentions had it raging again. She looked at his member dripping with the white goo, and her spittle and looked up at him. He wanted her to suck on it again, to clean it off? She shuddered and wanted to shake her head and resist, but part of her, though, she hated to admit it as it stung her dignity and humiliated her and she wouldn't admit it out loud, but a part of her wanted to. She saw him take a hold of his length and she looked up at him, trembling slightly. She knew that if she did resist and pull back, he would stop the pleasure, the fire would die down as she leaned forward taking it back in her mouth, gagging at the taste as she slowly begin to suck on it again, licking it and cleaning it as she gagged again, whimpering slightly.

There was hesitation, that moment of doubt that he expected from her, and then the realization and triumph as she complied. So as his semi hard member slipped between her young lips and she began to suckle his seed from his spent length, he grinned, spit on her tight ass, and began to work a second finger in. A free woman wouldn’t have accepted this behavior, or given in to his demands, but Rebecca was no longer free, she was a slave, and yet neither would have a free woman experienced the pleasure of that submission.

Even though he’d been raised and taught what was the normal and acceptable for a relationship with the opposite sex, it was clear to him, as he stood there with a slave leashed and sucking his cock, and with his fingers up her ass, that what he’d been taught was not for him. A groan of pleasure escaped his lips as his slave fulfilled her duty and began to lick and clean his cock.

That’s it. That’s what a good slave does. And you’re going to be a good slave aren’t you?

John continues to work his second finger into her ass, taking pleasure in the warm and wetness of her mouth and lips, and the tightness of her ass. Her young body, naked and prone beneath him, gave him a stirring feeling, which he couldn’t deny appealed to him. Not required to hold her, as she had acquiesced to his demands, he left one hand to work on her backdoor, while the other, ran over her body and back.

Rebecca felt him spit on her asshole and felt another finger slide in as she yelped out and whimpered, her ass slowly stretching. She whimpered, she had never felt anybody touch her that way, she had always been taught that this was wrong. Then why did if feel so good, so right? Her eyes fluttered as she whimpered and moaned, squirming as he continued playing with her. She kept licking his cock and soon had finished cleaning it as she heard his words and she shivered, giving a slight shake of her head as she pulled away and as soon as he was out of her mouth, she scraped her teeth across her tongue, still unaccustomed to the taste as she looked up at him, moaning out as he continued to work and fuck her back entrance, her juices dripping as she tried to pull back, biting her lower lip as she looked up at him.

Only when his cock was shiny and clean did it finally slip form between his slave’s lips, and as it did a moan that might have been muffled followed behind, a most poignant telling of her condition. The girl tried to move, maybe to reposition, maybe to flee, but the hand that had been touching her back, just reaches up and grabs her collar, and pulls her close, so that his other hand may continue its efforts unabated.

Where do you think you’re going slave?

Then she looked up, her eyes doe like as she dealt with the strong taste of her master’s seed in her mouth.

Oh you’ll get used to it slave, you’ll crave it as much as your body now craves my touch. Look how wet between your legs you are, you were born to be a slave girl. You don’t have to hide or hold back, ever again. You can tell your master how much you like his fingers in your ass? How wet and turned on you are when you master fucks your ass with his fingers.

John’s fingers continued to work her ass, just so that any denial would be nothing more than a clear lie. He pulled her close, her head against him, the masculine scent of his body impossible to ignore as he held her and used her. Or was that indoctrinated her into her new life, for a slave's only real freedom was to enjoy her master.