MistressAthena
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I laughed at the obedient slave when it was all done. My hand and his stomach was covered in his cum. I removed my hand and walked over to a sink. As I turned the water on I said, "My, my.... You are a messy slave. You'd think you never came before. You are a very good slave indeed." I turned the water on and began rinsing my hands. I cut my eyes over to Michael and said, "See, Slave Number One? That is the kind of pleasure I can bring you. But, since you insist on being stubborn and I already have the perfect slave, there really is no use for you anymore." I then squirted soap on my hand from a pump bottle and begna rubbing my hands together. I then said to him with a callous voice, "I think I will sell you. Perhaps to some Iraqi men. Oh, I know... Some French master. I know a lot of Brits don't like the French. Yes, I know of someone who is more sadistic than I am. He loves slaves with English accents. In fact, he only buys English slaves. He will love you."
I rinsed the soap off and and dried my hands on a near by hand towel. I walked back over to the cum splattered slave and smiled down to him, "I think I have no need to chain you down. I don't think you even need that electric collar around your neck. I am going to look around outside and will be back. You stay here and enjoy the after glow." I chuckled at him and made my way up the stairs. I opened the heavy steel doors and walked from the dungeon, closing the doors behind me.
I walked to my frontporch and saw movement on the ground. At first I thought it was some stray dog. But, when I got closer I saw that it was a woman tied up and gagged. Her clothing told me that she was a dancer, whore or sex slave. Either way I was enticed. I then saw a note. I immediately knew who wrote the note. He was a man who had paid me money to teach him how to be a Sex Slave Master. He learned from me for about 3 months and went on to buy his first slave. I even helped him to train that first slave.
During his learning phase we had intimate sex in my bed and became very close. So, I didn't charge him for anything. I just emjoyed him being around. He always said he'd pay me back. The sexy bundle on my doorstep was his repayment. I kneeled down and looked into her terrified eyes. I chuckled and said, "Most men leave flowers at a woman's doorstep and run off. But, no, he leaves me a slave." I then reached out and tweaked one of her nipples.
I liked the idea of having a feamale sub as well. I pulled my hand back and said, "You are going to love it here. There are two other slaves here. One I will be selling because he is worthless. The other is a very good slave. In fact, I just made him cum all over himself. You look like you are no stranger to cum." I then reached to her mouth and pulled the gag out. I said, "I am Mistress Athena. You will just call me Mistress. What is your name sexy thing?"
I laughed at the obedient slave when it was all done. My hand and his stomach was covered in his cum. I removed my hand and walked over to a sink. As I turned the water on I said, "My, my.... You are a messy slave. You'd think you never came before. You are a very good slave indeed." I turned the water on and began rinsing my hands. I cut my eyes over to Michael and said, "See, Slave Number One? That is the kind of pleasure I can bring you. But, since you insist on being stubborn and I already have the perfect slave, there really is no use for you anymore." I then squirted soap on my hand from a pump bottle and begna rubbing my hands together. I then said to him with a callous voice, "I think I will sell you. Perhaps to some Iraqi men. Oh, I know... Some French master. I know a lot of Brits don't like the French. Yes, I know of someone who is more sadistic than I am. He loves slaves with English accents. In fact, he only buys English slaves. He will love you."
I rinsed the soap off and and dried my hands on a near by hand towel. I walked back over to the cum splattered slave and smiled down to him, "I think I have no need to chain you down. I don't think you even need that electric collar around your neck. I am going to look around outside and will be back. You stay here and enjoy the after glow." I chuckled at him and made my way up the stairs. I opened the heavy steel doors and walked from the dungeon, closing the doors behind me.
I walked to my frontporch and saw movement on the ground. At first I thought it was some stray dog. But, when I got closer I saw that it was a woman tied up and gagged. Her clothing told me that she was a dancer, whore or sex slave. Either way I was enticed. I then saw a note. I immediately knew who wrote the note. He was a man who had paid me money to teach him how to be a Sex Slave Master. He learned from me for about 3 months and went on to buy his first slave. I even helped him to train that first slave.
During his learning phase we had intimate sex in my bed and became very close. So, I didn't charge him for anything. I just emjoyed him being around. He always said he'd pay me back. The sexy bundle on my doorstep was his repayment. I kneeled down and looked into her terrified eyes. I chuckled and said, "Most men leave flowers at a woman's doorstep and run off. But, no, he leaves me a slave." I then reached out and tweaked one of her nipples.
I liked the idea of having a feamale sub as well. I pulled my hand back and said, "You are going to love it here. There are two other slaves here. One I will be selling because he is worthless. The other is a very good slave. In fact, I just made him cum all over himself. You look like you are no stranger to cum." I then reached to her mouth and pulled the gag out. I said, "I am Mistress Athena. You will just call me Mistress. What is your name sexy thing?"