In Servitude

Morning...Drake

After I had woke....I sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Angelique sleeping. The morning was overcast, and I could hear the roar of the waves crashing on the rocks below, through the open window. Slowly my mind cleared...not wanting to think about the events of last night, again. There was so much to do, today.
First to bathe the slaves...or let them bathe each other...in preparation for the drive to San Francisco. Then to secure them, blindfold them, cuff them to each other, maybe use them on the way, for one last time before selling them.
Could I really sell her ? I wondered. Best not to think of it now. She had violated my trust. And what would Gill Bates do with his new slave ? Would he keep Sebella for his ? Or would he sell his little bitch on the block to a new master ? That remained to be seen. And what was I going to do with Kyle, my worthless manservant, who was bound in the dungeon...surely no one would buy him, there wasn't much of a market for submissive males....and it was clear he couldn't replace Carl, my faithful butler for all those years.
I left Angelique sleep...she would need it, considering what may lie ahead for her...to find Bates and see what his intentions were. Maybe a few hours with Bates would be good for Angelique... although she was terrified of him. And she would never be the same.
I wondered if Sebella was in any shape to cook.
 
Gil Bates:

After the bath and drying each other I led little bitch to my bed and had her sleep at my feet, an honor for a new slave as otherwise it would have been beside the bed. However, she'd been very pleasing and demonstrated her submissivness and submission to me.

I woke first so to keep her in her place to await my returned her leash was locked to a ring on the footboard.

My absolutions over I pulled on a pair of shorts and went downstairs for a cup of coffee and to see if Drake was awake so I perhaps could discuss yesterday with him now that time and passed for us both to think over what had happened.

Apparently I'd gotten up first so I sat looking out over the ocean enjoying the coffee I'd brewed waiting for his arrival.
 
Heard and felt him move off the bed, water running in the distant. He mind was awake and aware of things, seemed like she heard every little thing. Thought for a moment that she heard screaming or yelling.. Not there was much of a difference... downstairs. Though, she wasn't completly sure.

Her body moved, but her mind didn't tell it to move. Wrapping her arms around him as he lifted her, that feeling of falling over came her for an instant. Out of no where the hot bath seeped into her muscles, making her cry out a little. At first she wanted out, then his voice came again. He scared her, yet, his voice some how seemed to calmed her.

Felt better that she was clean, still to tired to care about anything right now. Barely even remebered what she had said to him, if she really said anything at all. Yet, his words while in the bath made her wonder....

Didn't care where she slept, it could have been the floor for all she cared. Just felt wonderful to sleep. Sebella slept soundlessly and without dream. She woke by his movements, listening as he got dressed and left the room. Sat up only to find the leash attached to her and the bed, she wanted to get up. Realizing how hungry she was, she hasn't eaten in the past two days.
First night was her fault, she wasn't hungry. Last night..... Went without saying...

When she found out she couldn't get the leash loose, some how he had manged to lock it. Sebella curled up on the bed, covering herself even more, her head was at the foot of the bed. And she slept some more.
 
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Drake...

I slipped on my robe, lifted Angelique onto the bed without waking her. At the last moment I took off the cuffs, locking the door behind me. Then I made my way downstairs to the kitchen, smelling the fresh brewed coffee. I knew Bates was around ...and I found him sitting in the back sitting room in front of the huge picture window.
I sat down at the table across from him, saying nothing for awhile...enjoying the peaceful view. Gill seemed like his old self now...his mean streak more or less abated...not that that ever bothered me...to each his own, a true master could always do whatever he wanted. Besides...I had known him for years.
I was the first to break the silence,
" I find that American girls make the worst of slave's. To spoiled and pampered for me. Give me a good Russian female anyday." I remarked, knowing he would remember Athena...my masterpiece of many years ago.
Bates grinned, "And all this time I thought you prefered those Central American girl's."
" Yes, I find those very easy to train...submissive from the start. I've always preferred dark haired woman. So erotic to me." I said.
" Ahhh...but those true blondes are well sought after by many." Gill commented.
" I need to get out of this house for awhile...I've been looking forward to the event in San Fran...the excitement of it... and that wicked little private club, where you can show off your slave on a leash. Remember last year...those slave's fighting in the pit ?"
Gill Bates only smiled.....
 
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Gil Bates:

"Yes natural blondes are lovely and I still have a weakness for natural red heads too Drake.
"Speaking of those reared to be submissive we can't ignore many of the oriental women either. By and large they train wonderfully."

"Ahh yes the club. Remember that remarkable single tail whip demonstration last year when that Master put, hell it must have been close to 200 clothespins on his slave and then took them off her with the whip one at a time without leaving one whip mark on her body?
"A truly masterful, no pun intended," he chuckles, "display of whip work and with an 8' bull whip no less."

A pause to take a sip, enjoy the view and company then Gil speaks again, "Listen Drake we've been friends and friendly rivals for to long to let anything come between us, especially a pair of sluts.
"If I overstepped my bounds with the little bitch my apologies. It was unintentional. I think the slut has great potential and I was dead serious about buying her from you or if you wish I'll just buy her in San Francisco off the auction block instead.
"As for her friends, etc, I'll take care of that of course and no problems will come knocking on your door I assure you."

He pauses, takes a deep breath and sighs then continues, "Now about the slut you told me was your hostess and how she acted toward me yesterday and how she spoke to me.
"It's totally up to you naturally, but that slut needs to learn her place if she's your submissive and not a Domme living with you.
"If she's a Domme she still needs to understand that one doesn't speak to a Master or Mistress like that and especially never in front of a submissive.
"As we have a couple of days before having to head to San Francisco how about if we each assist the other in training them, if that's appropriate in the case of the wench in the corset yesterday that is.
"How does that sound to you Drake?"
 
Drake

Vacate is a word...
' Vengence has no place' he swears to her
'can not find the comfort in this world'
Artificail tears....
Vessel stabbed 'next up, volunteers'
Vulnerable wisdom can't adhere.

A tryant finds a home, a wish to hold on...
but there's a trapdoor in the sun....Immortality.

As priveledged as a whore...
Victims in demand for public show,
swept out through the cracks beneath the door.
Holier than thou [how ? ]
Surrendered...executed anyhow,
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor.

A tryant finds a home,
a wish to hold on...
saw a trap door in the sun.

Can not stop the thought,
running in the dark....coming up which way sign,
all good tryants must decide,
stripped and sold then...
Auctioned....gone on...
Can not stay long....
Some die just to live......


No. I would not waste any more time...Angelique WAS my prized pocession...she would NOT be subjected to torture or be placed on the block , bruised and battered, broken in spirit...used for another's pleasure.

I walked to the basement, collared Kyle and led him upstairs...cuffed his hands behind him...left him naked, on his knees and walked upstairs to collar my other slave.
 
Kyle

Master Drake finally came down to the dungeon. He snapped a collar on Kyle, then took him off the rack. Kyle sobbed and thanked his master again and again. Drake dragged him upstairs and into the game room. Drake handcuffed him and left him naked on his knees. Kyle was very tired from being held captive last night, but he felt that he had dodged a bullet.He lowered his head and tried to rest.
 
angel...

Drake woke me, telling me to bathe first, then dress and come down to eat. He laid out a black see through dress and stockings. He also told me to wear my hair up and gave me a strand of pearls...then he left me alone.
His attitude, while still his demanding self, seemed different. I wondered about my fate....Oh God, perhaps he made some kind of deal with that Gill Bates or traded me for Sebella. Maybe Drake planned to sell me at the auction, he was always talking about going too.
Maybe Drake would keep me, I dared to hope! After last night...I truely doubted it. He was so angry...even striking Kyle. But whatever Drake chose to do to me...I would never be as afraid of him as I was of Gill Bates.

I ran the razor up my thigh, shaving my legs when the thought struck me...not the best weapon, but easy to conceal !!!
 
Drake

In my office, I called the limo service, requesting the same driver I always used...Traci, a little blonde that I could trust to keep her mouth shut. A big tip always helped. Then I finished packing the three large suitcases, the limo would arrive tomorrow morning. Angelique was eatting a simple breakfast in the dinning room, Kyle was sleeping in the gameroom and Gill had dissappeared upstairs, somewhat angry I assumed. Sebella was probably resting...after last night's events.
I sat at the bar, pouring myself a double.
 
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Gil Bates:

Gil sat there stunned when Drake just got up and walked away without a single word or answering his question.

He finished his coffe wondering what was going on in his friend's head. He walked back up to his bedroom shaking his head mystified and puzzled at Drake's actions and carrying a fresh cup of coffee with him.

In the bedroom, "Good morning little bitch. Time to rise and shine. I brought you a cup of coffee to help you peel your eyelids back.
"When you've finished the coffee you may use the bathroom, but you'll stay here and await my return. When I get back it'll be shower time. I've washed up but want one and I imagine you'd like to one sweet little bitch."

He unlocks the chain from the bed's headboard and smiles at her sitting back against the pillows sipping her coffee then closes and locks the bedroom suite door and goes back downstairs to see if Drake's back again.

He finds Drake sitting at the bar. Gil gets a glass of soda and ice and sits down in a stool next to him waiting for him to speak. Waiting to see if this is the Drake of old or if he can tell what's changed him so drasticly.
 
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Kyle

Kyle woke up cramped still naked, still wearing the handcuffs. He carefully rose, the weights pulling down on his scrotum. Gotta remember about those, Kyle thought. He made his way into the dining room where Angelique was eating. She pointedly ignored Kyle and he moved on.

Drake was at the bar with Gill. Kyle banged on the open door with his head. "Master", Kyle asked, "may I be of service to you now that I am awake?"
 
Drake...

" Why yes boy....rack the poolballs for a game of 8-ball. My friend Bates is wanting to wager a little game. The winner will enjoy both of the slaves! Speaking of...have them both join us...on a leash of course."
I smiled with confidence at my friend.
 
Angelique

I wiped my lips with the napkin, finishing my breakfast, when Kyle walked into the room...announcing my presense was demanded in the game room. Oh how dare he even speak to me after what he done last night ! { He made me sick by jumping to Drake's every command }
Concious of what I was wearing [the black sheer see-thru dress ] I half strutted in there, full of confidence, I really didn't feel.
Both of them looked at me as I entered...and in spite of the dress, I felt naked...and afraid.
 
Kyle

Klye shrugged as he entered the game room after Angelique. He did not get a chance to fasten her leash on, not that she would let him. Kyle laid the leash on the footstool.

He got the key to his room from Gill and went upstairs to fetch Little Bitch. The look he got from both Drake and Gill told him that she better be on the leash when he returned.

Once upstairs, he unlocked the door and announced, "The Masters require your presense in the game room, I am to lead you on your leash to them."
 
Sebella didn't like coffe, she was only pretending to drink it, once Gill left she got up and went to the bathroom, poured the coffee out. Brushed her teeth with a spare toothbrush. It took out the taste from last night, the coffee, and some what eased her hunger.

Went to lay back down on the bed, awaiting for the worse to happen. Expecting to find Gill the one, the only one she was suppose to be waiting for. Instead, the man before her eyes was the poor soul that still seemed to be in punishment. Those weights must be killing him by now?!?!

"I can't... I will only leave with and when Gill tells me to... I know they are going to bet on my life, and if I am down there I will do somethng I will regret.. That you can tell your masters..."

Sebella wrapped her leash around her sore hand, keeping it close to her so he wouldn't be able to grab it.

"If I go down there, knowing what they are doing. I will do something.... And it will not be pleasant...."

The anger rose in her eyes, not towards Kyle, but towards the fact that they were still going to wager her life. If she went down there to watch and listen.. With this much anger...... She would surely react in a manner that would bring severe punishment, far worse than last night. Course, by refusing to go with Kyle, there was bound to be a punishment for that as well. Either way she loses.

"Damn it.... I'm not a thing.... I am flesh and blood..I have a life... Have friends... A mind.. Whatever else a PERSON has.... And he is just going to make some wager like I'm a thing...... NO!.. I will do something I will regret... I have to stay in here..."

Her words faltered as if she was fighting back the tears while curling up in a ball against the pillows, keeping the leash well out of his reach. Her hunger was replaced with new found anger and more hatred against both men.... All men...

"I can't leave anyway. He told me to wait for him and that's what I'm going to do..."
 
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Gil Bates:

"Ahhhh Drake, a great challenge with a good prize for the winner," he chuckles. "Shall it be straight pool? Or best out of three games of eight ball or nine ball to decide the winner?"

'Now this is the Drake I remember so well. Perhaps it was 'just one of those things' last night and earlier today. Drake'd never let a slave get away with what his did last night. He must be planning on correcting her behavior later on and just letting her twist in the wind waiting to build it up in her mind,' Gil thought to himself.
 
Kyle

Kyle looked at Little Bitch with pity, but resolve in his eyes. "You know miss, we all have to play the hands we are dealt. I did not chose to walk around naked with weights on my sac, but it's something I've got to do. And I also have to bring you downstairs to the game room leading you on your leash. We cannot change the circumstances that we are in, we just have to make the best of it. Hey, at least you got to cum. Pretty soon my balls will be heavier with cum than with fishing weights, but I don't complain, I just hope for the best and try to be the best servant I can."

"Now are you gonna come peaceably or am I going to have to do something we'll both regret?", Kyle asked Little Bitch.
 
I the game room

Impatient with another delay by my manservant, I looked at Angelique sitting with her legs crossed and the collar on the footstool. I walked over to her and put around her slender neck...leaving the pearls on.
" Go upstairs and bring Sebella to us. I do not want to have to go up there myself."
She hesitated, I could tell Angelique did not want to go up there.
I glared at her and then she rose to her feet....to obey...like the good little slave she was....
 
Gil Bates:

"Drake, perhaps the delay is my fault. I told her to stay there and wait for me to return again.
"Maybe it would be better if I went up and told her to come down, but I'll leave it up to you my friend. Whichever you choose is fine with me."
 
Angel

I paused on the stairs...Why did Drake send ME ? What am I but a slave ? If Kyle couldn't make her come downstairs, how was I to do it ? I cursed them both...Drake and that arrogant Bates.
I took a deep breathe...and went upstairs.
Kyle was pleading with her...I looked at him, "LEAVE !" He looked confused...relieved, but at the same time...afraid of his own failure...which would surely result in more punishment. {too bad for him}. He left to linger outside the door.
Sebella was curled up in the bed. For a minute I didn't say anything to her. I sat down next to her on the bed. I knew or felt she resented me...we were so different, but now we shared the same fate, in a way.
" Why make this worse ? In the end...they will only be more angry with us." I spoke softly, " I hate them too...for alot of reasons, but...it IS useless to resist."
Sebella didn't move or say anything.
" Bates is waiting...I saw some of what he did to you. Whatever you choose to do... the outcome WILL be the same. They will simply cuff you, or gag you...why make it worse on yourself. Sooner or later, they will let their guard down...."
I stood up...waiting for her to decide. I wanted to say more but I also knew that they could be watching, the camera's were everywhere.
 
Sebella flinched even more when the girl sat next to her.

"I don't care.. They will have bind me because I will make things worse if I am down there...."

She got off the bed on the other side, she knew this resistance would bring punishment. Backed up slowly until she found the bathroom door, walking slowly into the bathroom.

"You don't understand.... I can't leave this room until that fo...... Until he comes for me.. It doesn't matter what I do, I will get punished for it... "
"If I leave this room I'll be disobeying one.. If I don't leave I'll be disobeying the other.... And if I am down there, I will do something I know I will regret... I will make things far more worse for myself if I am down there.... I can NOT leave this room until he comes back."

And with that she closed the door and locked it. Leaned up against the door and sat to make it that much harder to open, here, somewhat safe for now, she cried.
They had nothing to unlock the door with, both in the same position as she was. She was more afraid of going down there than she was of the punishment...
Given the chance, she would strike. Her anger caused her to fear them, knowing that it was two big men against her. And with that drug that Drake has... It just drove her fear of him to higher levels..
And that's something that would make things worse on herself. Sebella wasn't staying in this room to obey him, it just gave her that reason. She was really staying in here so she wouldn't end up striking at Drake..
 
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Kyle

Kyle went down stairs by himself, he stepped gingerly so as not to cause too much stress on his weighted scrotum. He stood in the door of the game room until he was noticed. Drake did not look too happy that he had arrived alone. Kyle tried to expain the reason for his failure and the fact that the women were plotting against their masters, but he was so scared that the words got all jumbled up coming out of his mouth.

He was still in the doorway to the game room blubbering and shaking when he was struck to the floor. He rolled under the pool table, cuddling in the fetal position, waiting for more beating.
 
Gil Bates:

"Shall I get little bitch Drake? My commands to her may be the reason the boy failed," Gill asks as he watches dispassionately.
 
Angel....

After Sebella locked herself in the bathroom, I gave up trying to reason with her. Let her be stubborn then. And this could very well work to my advantage.....
I went downstairs, where Kyle cowered underneath the whip.[ I didn't feel the least bit sorry for him .]
Gill Bates stood there with a wicked grin on his face...the man was sadistic.
"It seems your slave has decided to lock herself in the bathroom...Master Bates....sir....she is well trained, I see...perhaps it has to do with the size of your cock....or so she says." my voice dripped with comtempt.[ And I hit below the belt...men were so vain about their dicks .]
Drake turned and looked at me in amazement...

Surely they would punish Sebella now....men were so easy to manipulate !!!
 
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