Inheritance (SpellBinder x Alleluia Green)

[SpellBinder]

Sarah had been heartbroken the whole trip inside the car where they were taking her somewhere that she did not know. Her master had just passed on and she had truly loved him, she not only did what ever he asked but did it with a smile. He had always treated her right and gave her everything she needed. She did not think there would be any chance of her being able to follow another master as well as the one that she just lost, she did not think that any other master would be good enough to control her and bring her to heal properly. Her sliver eyes were red and puffy from crying but she had finally stopped after an hour inside the car, her waste length hair was tangled up from her not caring what was happening to her. She was in such a state of shock that she did not even fight all that much when they pulled her away and put her into the car. When they suddenly turned off the road her eyes finally wandered out of the window she saw scattered trees all around and one huge house that she did not recognize. She had never been here before and she started to shake because if her nerves.

When they finally got up to the house and threw the gate, she really did not really see anything about the place there was nothing that seemed to matter to her. When the door was opened on her side and she was gently tugged out she really did not resist, she did not understand what was going on as she stood outside the car. Her almost six foot frame, her body was slightly athletic, with a nice round ass, big hips, and a good EE sized cup for her breasts. Her body was really built to be shown off to everyone that could see her and she had other surprises that would not be shown to just anyone. There was nothing for it as she was pulled up the stairs and to the door, she didn't even look up when the driver rang the door bell, or when who ever it was answered the door and then let her in to the massive building.

 

[Alleluia Green]

Inside the secluded, woodland mansion, Amelia Brackwell watched the car wind up the long gravel driveway. She lounged on a window seat, casually sipping a glass of wine, the red liquid wetting her equally red lips. Amelia appreciated a dramatic appearance, keeping her black hair well-curled, her skin creamy smooth, her eyes smokey and her lips red. Her nails were well manicured, and her teeth a gleaming white. In the eyes of any sensible man she was a walking beauty, an inch over six feet, with an Amazon's build and plump breasts, shapely hips, and slender legs.

It was a shame, then, that she was primarily interested in women.

Not that mend did not have their uses. Just recently she had broken in a male slave for a friend of hers. What an eager little boy he'd been, sucking on Amelia's nipples and practically worshiping the rod of cockmeat that hung between her firm thighs. His little ass had been so tight and warm around her dick; she's enjoyed breaking him. Still, her true pleasure came from the fairer sex, which was why she was so eager for today's delivery.

As the car pulled up in front of her house, she rose from her perch, setting her wine glass on one of the many mahogany round end tables dotting the downstairs. The house was expensively furnished, with lots of plush leather furniture and soft carpeting. Huge windows offered an expansive look at the woodlands surrounded the secluded house Amelia had inherited and turned into her private sex mansion. True, she only kept one slave at a time, but there were toys and chains openly displayed in almost every room, especially the basement...

Amelia opened the door and smiled at the men escorting her new toy. "Welcome," she said, stepping aside and allowing them into her home. For the special occasion she wore a slimming little black dress with a deep V-neck, leaving little of her figure to the imagination. "I'm so glad you've arrived safely. You may chain her over here."

She led the men into the living room, where a set of shackles hung down from the ceiling in the empty space between the couch and the fireplace. The two men easily maneuvered the young woman into position, lifting her arms and snapping the cuffs over her wrists. Under Amelia's advisement, matching shackles were placed on her ankles, leaving her all but helpless in a stranger's home.

"Thank you, gentlemen. That will be all."

 

[SpellBinder]

Sarah did not register anything that had been said, as they went threw the entry way, her eyes went over all the furniture and it was plane to see that everything would be very comfortable. The windows all around the house made it so there was enough light during the day so that nothing was really needed as long as the sun was out and the curtains were open. Her eyes did not even notice the toys that were scattered all over the place, when the word chains got threw to her, she started to struggle halfheartedly, this was not her master and they had no right to be doing this to her. However she was just not into it right now she was slowly starting to pull herself back together focusing more on that then anything else. She was strong and she could get threw this sadness and she would, once they forced her hands into the cuffs that were above her head, then she struggled a little more when they were trying to get both her feet shackled as well. She really did not want to be this helpless in a new place if she had been more out of her shock she would of been able to do more.

Once they were done and had finally gotten her all locked up and the men left her there, it was clear that she had been given away or sold to someone else. She was trapped now with someone she did not know nor did she care to know. when the men had finally left the room, her eyes started to wander as she hung there, then her eyes spotted what looked to be the one who wanted her. Sarah's drank in the other woman's lovely frame, she looked good and she wouldn't mind taking that body for a ride. That thought went threw the back of her head because in the front she thought there would be no point and no way that this woman could do anything for her because she needed something more than a woman could give. After her eyes finished looking over the owner of the house she did not say or react any more not noticing anything other than her lovely form, face and breasts. She gave her head a little shake when she thought of playing with that body again.