Chapter 34: Christmas Day
I crawled into the playroom on my hands and knees, naked as usual. Michelle had to leave early; she had previously made plans that she now deeply regretted, but nonetheless could not change. After I woke Jeff with a blowjob and was rewarded with a mouthful of cum, he instructed me to come downstairs, clean up my daughter and his weekend slave, and then have them come upstairs for breakfast.
As I crawled in, I heard them talking quietly.
"Please," Annie said.
"I can wait a little bit more," Rachel replied. "I'm sure that someone will be down here soon to untie us."
"But I feel bad, and it would make me feel better," Annie complained.
"I told you that you shouldn't feel bad," Rachel said. "It wasn't your fault, and I don't blame you. To tell you the truth, I enjoyed it a little."
"So do it to me!" Annie said.
"No," Rachel replied.
I turned the corner and watched them as Annie said, "I know what will make you." She then started pressing her face into Rachel just below her stomach, then she moved her shoulder there and started rocking back and forth.
"No, don't do that!" Rachel cried. "I really have to go!"
"Good," Annie said, continuing her actions.
"Ohhhh," Rachel moaned and I saw a stream of piss spurting out of her. Annie moved her head into the stream, eyes and mouth closed.
"I can't believe that you made me do that," Rachel groaned to an oblivious Annie.
Eventually, her stream petered out and Annie said, "See, that wasn't too hard!"
As Annie dropped her head back on Rachel's stomach, I crawled the rest of the way in and then I stood up. The room stank, and both girls were covered in urine.
Annie looked at me embarrassed, but Rachel just said, "Good morning, Mother."
"Good morning," I said. "I've been told to clean you up and send you upstairs. Annie, you need to make breakfast and serve everyone."
I grabbed the hose that was there for just such an occasion and turned it on. They were not pleased with the cold water pouring over them, but they put up with it; after all, it wasn't exactly like they could get up and leave!
When I had gotten the worst off, I untied Annie and had her stand up while I hosed her off. Then I did the same to Rachel, dried them off with the towels that we had stocked, and sent them upstairs. Rachel helped Annie cook the breakfast, and when Jeff came down there was a plate of French toast and eggs waiting for him.
We all sat down to eat, but Jeff said, "Annie, I thought that I had made it clear that you were to serve everyone." He pulled Annie down and shoved her under the table. I was sitting between Jeff and Rachel, so I could see both of their laps, and it was evident that Annie finally realized her place as I saw her head bobbing up and down on Jeff's cock.
After a few minutes, Jeff pushed her head off of his cock and directed her to me. He hadn't cum, but given that he had cum three times yesterday and once today already, I guess that he was saving himself.
I felt Annie spread my legs and I moved my ass forward so that she had full access. Unlike Jeff, I was more than willing to allow Annie to make me cum. She started slowly, but was soon munching away happily, or at least, it made me happy. I had to put down my silverware as she brought me to orgasm, and when I was finished she delicately lapped up the remainder of my juices.
Then she crawled over and nuzzled her way between Rachel's legs. I finished up my breakfast while watching Annie bring Rachel really close, but Jeff warned her not to let Rachel cum. Annie may have been new to this, but she was learning fast.
When breakfast was over, at least for the three of us, Jeff went to one of my drawers and pulled out a little apron. He tossed it to Annie and told her, "Eat breakfast, then I want you to clean this house up for Jess."
"Really?" Annie asked.
"Really," Jeff replied. "You want to be a slave. Do you think that ends in the bedroom? But don't worry. If you do a really good job, maybe I'll punish you."
"Yes, sir," Annie responded.
Jeff told us that he had some things to do, and that he had to make at least a token appearance at home, but that he would be back later.
Despite the fact that I so enjoyed having someone in charge of me, I have to say that it was quite nice having my own personal maid. Annie cleaned the kitchen and bathrooms and straightened out the bedrooms, and she still had time to pleasure me twice more. I also had her clean the basement, and the entire time that she was down there she was staring longingly at the playroom.
Jeff returned later in the afternoon, and from the moment he walked in the door, there was a palpable excitement in the air. All of us knew what was coming, and each of us couldn't wait to be strapped down and abused. And Jeff, of course, acted as if it were a normal evening at home.
We had a quiet dinner, which Annie served. This time, Jeff did not have her go beneath the table, to my disappointment. After dinner was over, while I was sipping my coffee, Jeff asked "Who would like to be punished now?"
We all looked at each other in surprise, then with smiles on our faces, we all raised our hands. Rachel added, "Ooo, ooo, me! Pick me! I want to be punished!"
"Downstairs, ladies," Jeff ordered, and we all made a rush for the basement door. We were kneeling in front of the door putting our collars on before Jeff even made it down the stairs. He smiled at our eagerness as he came over to unlock the door.
He knelt down next to me, stroked my cheek and whispered to me, "I like how eager and happy you look best of all."
Rachel gave me a huge grin as she overheard that, and I realized something: I was happy.
Gary and I'd had something wonderful together. He had taken me firmly in hand and helped me clean up my life. He gave me a beautiful daughter, and he wasn't afraid of punishing me, whether I needed it or not. His death had devastated me, and I now realized that while I thought I had recovered, I had not. Instead, I had buried the part of me that Gary had complemented so well, and as a result I was only half of a person.
Oh, that's not to say that I was this morose, depressed woman the entire time these last three years, although I was for parts of it. But I was never truly happy. Until now. This seventeen year old boy, someone less then half my age, was making me happy. Nearly as happy as I had been with Gary. I knew that this wasn't like it was with Gary; this could not last forever. But Jeff had shown me that with the right man, I could be happy again, and when Jeff tired of me, I knew that I could find someone who would give me the love and the pain that I needed. But until that day, I was Jeff's to do with as he would.
Jeff unlocked the door, and the three of us scampered in on our hands and knees. When I was inside, I moved to the middle of the floor and turned to face the door, spreading my knees and offering myself to Jeff. Rachel and Annie saw what I was doing and moved to either side of me, presenting themselves as well. I could see the moment Jeff walked in that he was pleased with us, which made me quite happy.
"Rachel," Jeff said, "you will be my assistant today."
I could tell that disappointed Rachel; I was sure she wanted to be a victim. But she dutifully helped Jeff string Annie up. They put Annie in a location surrounded by chains. There were four descending from the ceiling and four coming off the floor, boxing Annie in. They placed Annie in the center and had her raise her hands just over shoulder level. The rear ceiling chains were attached to cuffs and placed on Annie's wrists. The floor chains behind her were attached to her ankles. They then connected the ceiling chains in front of her to clamps which were then attached to her nipples. She gasped as they were attached, and the length of the chain meant that she had to lean over forward, pulling her hands further behind her.
Annie made quite the picture. Her tits were pulled out from her chest, her back curved steeply, her ass sticking up in the air, her legs spread widely and her arms pulled back. She looked completely vulnerable; I wished it were me. I would be begging Jeff to do this to me sometime.
I watched as Jeff attached the final chains, from the floor in front of Annie. Another set of clips was connected, and these were attached to her pussy lips, pulling them open.
Jeff then positioned a bench directly in front of Annie. He and Rachel pushed me down onto it and strapped me in. The bench was designed so that my thighs were on split boards and my chest was lower than my ass. My back curved like Annie's did, my ass in the air and my legs spread. My view was restricted; about all I could see were Annie's spread-open lips, and the fluids leaking from them.
I felt Jeff laying things on my back, and I recognized the feel of them. There were many different items, and I knew that I would be on the receiving end of them. I shuddered in anticipation.
I felt Rachel kneel next to me and Jeff asked Annie, "You want to be a slave?"
She must have nodded, because Jeff said, "Tell me! Tell me what you want."
"I want to be a slave!" she exclaimed.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, sir!" she responded.
"We'll see," he said. "I am going to show you what a slave will allow from her Master. Afterwards, we will see if you are so sure of your answer."
And then it began. Jeff had been hard on me before, but never to this extreme. He used a paddle first, whacking me about fifty times. When he was done, he returned the paddle to my back and picked up the next item, a crop.
"I want you to keep in mind that everything I am doing to Jess I will do to you next," he told Annie. Then he used the crop on my ass. By the number of items on my back and the way that I was strapped down, I knew that it would be quite a while before I would be able to sit comfortably.
When he was done with the crop, he used a rope, and when he was done with that, it was a whip. From her enforced position, Annie had a perfect view of my ass and its abuse. I could see her pussy pulsing with her heartbeat, the whole area engorged with excitement.
"I've never used this before," Jeff said, showing me a new paddle. "I think this will definitely cause some damage. What do you think I should do?"
The paddle he showed me was a large heavy paddle with a vampire strip. A vampire strip is a rubber strip attached to the paddle, through which are stuck tacks, in this case, heavy thumbtacks. I had attached the strip to this paddle myself.
"Use it on me, please!" I begged.
"OK," he said. I waited expectantly, but instead of the sharp pain I expected, I felt my cunt fill as Jeff shoved a vibrator deep into me. He turned it on and the vibrations, combined with the burning pain all over my ass quickly had me cumming. Jeff started spanking me as I was cumming, and the pain was so achingly familiar. I cried out in pleasure and pain and the orgasm swept over me in waves. Finally it was finished, and Jeff stopped the paddling and removed the vibrator.
"She's bleeding!" Rachel cried.
"Just a little," Jeff said. "I think she'll be OK."
"I will be," I said weakly. "Thank you so much!"
Jeff laid the paddle on my back and asked Annie, "Are you still sure that you want to be a slave?"
I don't know what answer he was expecting, but the way that her pussy was drooling, I knew what the answer would be. "Yes, please, make me your slave!" she cried.
Jeff moved up to her and I could hear Annie gasp as Jeff grabbed her face. "Annie, because Rachel asked me to, I am giving you a taste of what it is like to be a slave, but you will not be my slave, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," Annie said contritely, "I'm so sorry for presuming. I got caught up. I promise that I won't do it again!"
"Fine," he said. He then proceeded to give Annie the same treatment as me. However Annie came at least four or five times as he abused her with all his toys. When he got to the last paddle on her already abused ass, she shrieked as she came.
I saw her slumping over just as Jeff did, and he quickly dropped the paddle and rushed forward to hold her up. Her nipples must have been stretched painfully before he got to her and supported her weight, then Rachel was there, removing the clamps from Annie's nipples and pussy and unbuckling her arms to lay her on the floor.
Jeff removed the ankle straps and stretched her out on her side. Rachel unfastened me, but I didn't feel able to get up. I did see that Annie was moaning and coming around. When she opened her eyes Jeff asked, "Are you OK?"
"That was the best cum I've had in my life," Annie moaned.
"Stay with your mother," Jeff instructed Rachel, and he picked Annie up and carried her out. Rachel tended to my raw ass until Jeff returned. He carried me upstairs and put me in my bed. He instructed Rachel to spend the night in her room with Annie.
When Rachel was gone, Jeff looked carefully at my ass, put more lotion on it, then covered me with the blanket.
"I have a favor to ask of you," I told Jeff.
"What can I do for you?" he asked.
"Please fuck me," I begged.
"Are you sure?" he asked. "I hurt you pretty badly."
"I want you to roll me over and I want you to fuck me," I told him. "I want to feel every stroke pounding my ass into the bed. I want you to fuck me until you cum. I want to remember this night for a very long time!"
I really did. Jeff had been taking good care of me, but tonight was amazing. Jeff had abused me, but never as much as I really wanted. He always held back a little, as if afraid of really hurting me. Tonight, he did not hold back. I would have to find a way to thank Annie, and Rachel for bringing her, because it wasÖ almost perfect. What would make it perfect was for him to fuck me hard.
I rolled onto my back, the pain shooting from my ass, and pulled him to me. "Own me, at least for tonight," I whispered in his ear. "Take me hard!"
He pulled back a little, then smiled at me, though there was sadness deep in his eyes. Then he slapped me. He just reached back and slapped my face hard, then he pushed my legs open and crouched between them.
"Tonight, you are mine and mine alone," he said. He shoved himself into me hard, pushing my ass into the bed. I was cumming almost instantly, and he continued fucking me. I am not sure if I came a whole bunch of times, or just one long time, but it was fucking awesome. And then it got better as he pulled out and rolled me back onto my stomach.
He pulled my hips up and slapped my already abused ass a dozen times before taking his cock, wet with my juices, and shoving it right up my ass. I screamed as his hips slammed into my red ass and kept doing it as he pistoned in and out of me. I was only half conscious as I felt him shoot his load into my bowels, and I dropped off as I heard him whisper to me, "Remember when I made you mine for the night."
Annie stayed with us another two days and nights, however nothing that extreme happened with her. Jeff told her that she needed time to recuperate, but that she could serve him in other ways, which included cooking, cleaning and servicing everyone orally. Jeff did spend the last night with her, and when she left she thanked all of us for showing her what it was like to be a slave.