Her First Lesson in Slavery
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by David Jewell
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: One Woman Learns Lessons She Will Never Forget! Slave trainers Donald Stevens and Drew Harper enjoy a reputation as the ones to contact when you want a quality, well-trained slave. When Shiori Tanaka, a wealthy Japanese businessman, places an order for two slaves--one for himself and one for his wife--he agrees to pay their one million dollars asking price for each for slave. Aware that Jasmine, their housekeeper, has the potential to become the slave that Tanaka needs, they are gratified that she agrees to accompany them. They are eager to begin her training. Then Drew discovers another potential slave who might just fill the bill for Tatsue, Tanaka's wife. With a short timeframe to provide two well-trained slaves, Donald and Drew quickly begin Jasmine's training with her first lesson in slavery. With proven techniques, they effectively overcome her initial resistance to their plans. A few weeks later, the trainers expectantly wait as Shiori and Tatsue Tanaka thoroughly determine if the pair of slaves they are being offered live up to their expectations--with a payment two million dollars in the balance. Don't miss this brilliant sequel to His Personal Slave.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: March 2008
7 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [248 KB]
Reading time: 168-235 min.
As the sun rose on what would be another fantastic late winter day in Jamaica, Drew laid back against the bed catching her breath after making love to Donald, her long time friend, lover and business partner. "Wow! What a way to start the day."
"You can say that again." Propping himself up on one elbow, he lazily caressed her breasts while smiling at her. "You never cease to amaze me with your insatiable need for sex."
She blushed. "I really needed to cum this morning."
"No. I'm always ready to help you out."
"Thanks." She hugged him when he leaned down and kissed her long, deep and with plenty of tongue.
Drew Harper and Donald Stevens were born on the same day in the same year in Hyannis Port, Massachusetts. So astrologically speaking, they were twins. Drew was a raven-haired beauty with deep-blue eyes. She was almost six feet tall with long, slender, toned legs. Her narrow waist emphasized her hour-glass figure which kept its precise balance thanks to a rigorous fitness program. Donald was slightly shorter by half an inch. His hair was black and his eyes were medium blue. And by any standards, he was handsome and charming. Sharing the same passion for a rigorous workout with Drew, his chest was developed, his waist was narrow and his muscular arms and legs exuded strength and power.
Friends since the first grade, Drew and Donald were always close and felt comfortable in sharing their innermost secrets and desires. After venturing out into the world after graduation from college, they decided to become business partners and follow their passion which not only satisfied their perverse sexual needs but also provided the avenue to becoming wealthy--very wealth--to which the lavish cabin in Vermont, their house on the Cape and their villa in Jamaica attested.
From her years of experience with an influential law firm that negotiated contracts around the world, Drew had contacts with a diverse population of wealthy people. After graduation, Donald continued to explore the human psyche and honed his skills in behavioral modification at a famous think tank in New England. Joining forces and capitalizing on their education, experience and special connection as astrological twins, they became international slave traders with a reputation of procuring only the highest quality slaves for their clients in terms of training and physical attributes.
Drew and Donald worked hard in maintaining their reputation of delivering only the best-trained and obedient slaves available anywhere in the world. They were very discerning in their selection of those whom they would train. Their training was harsh, demanding and thorough in every detail. As a result, they were able to demand premium prices for their slaves. As clients reaped the rewards of their work, witnessed their training techniques and heard stories of what else happened at their cabin in New Hampshire, they were known around world as the "evil twins". They took pride in this world view of themselves and their work.
A few months ago, Drew and Donald hit the jackpot when they sold a slave at auction for six million dollars to the Emir Hakim of Qatar. The selling point was her ability to deep throat his enormous penis. The winning bid far exceeded their expectations. Shortly after that sale, they decided to cut back on their operations in New Hampshire and to spend more time enjoying their wealth. With that goal in mind and anxious to escape the New Hampshire winters, they bought an isolated villa in Jamaica with a wonderful white sand beach and an awesome view of the Caribbean. They quickly became devoted sun worshippers and accustomed to wearing little if any clothing. They certainly didn't miss bundling up during the New England winters.
"I got another e-mail from Shiori Tanaka last night," Donald shared.
"Does he want another slave?" She softly moaned as his soft touches made her nipples become hard.
"Yeah. He's getting anxious and his wife wants one, too."
Drew smiled. "And he's willing to pay a million dollars each?"
"He is." Donald kissed her. "You were right about being able to double our price when we cut back on the number of slaves we would train."
"I love the law of supply and demand." She gave him an evil smile.
"Well, training only the best slaves helps, too," he added.
"No doubt. And we've worked hard to earn that reputation."
"We have. And it's enjoyable work," he said with an evil smile.
She looked into his eyes. "As much as I love Jamaica, I've missed the satisfaction and challenge of training new slaves."
"So have I. According to the weather reports, it's beginning to warm up in New England. Maybe we should start making plans to go back in the spring and spend the summer and early fall there training a few slaves for select buyers."
"We should. It's the best time of the year there and we can miss the hurricane season down here. Then we can come back for the winter and enjoy the fruits of our labors."
"If we go in mid-spring, it'll give us a couple of weeks to make some other plans before we close up the villa for the season."
"For starters, we need to figure out where to find suitable a man and woman to train for Tanaka."
"I have some ideas."
"I'm sure you do." He kissed her again and tweaked her nipple.
"As much as I would like seconds, I smell breakfast cooking and I'm famished."
"I could be up for a nooner."
"And now who's insatiable?" she asked as she playfully toyed with her penis. "And I'm sure I could make sure that you're up for it."
"You are evil." He kissed her. "And I love it when you are."
"I know. Let's find out what Olivia and Greg are fixing."
"Okay. I could use a cup of Blue Mountain coffee." * * * *
Greg and Olivia were naked as they prepared breakfast. For the last four years, Greg had worn Mistress Drew's collar. He was fit, handsome and well trained in pleasuring his mistress with his gift of submission. He was often used to satisfy not only her physical needs but her sadistic ones as well. Over time, he had become her soul mate.
On the other hand, Olivia Schutte had been in service to her master for less than a year. She had a proportioned figure, sparkling blue/green eyes, full lips, high cheek bones, light brown almost blond hair and long legs. She had come to New York City to pursue an acting career on Broadway. That all changed when she met Donald, at his New York talent agency. Under the guise of meeting a producer, she was lured to his cabin in New Hampshire, enslaved and never returned to the bright lights of Broadway. Although she resisted her training at first, she found his techniques to be very effective. And thanks to his training, she now fully embraces her submissive nature and considers it a privilege to wear his collar. She feels very connected to her master.
As soon as he saw her, Master Donald knew she had the physical attributers to fetch a high price on the slave market. But as he trained her, he realized that she was the one--the soul mate--who he had been searching for years. He knew that he wouldn't be selling her but keeping her for himself. Walking into the kitchen, he kissed her. "Good morning, my pet."
"Good morning, Master." She enjoyed the feel of her breasts pressing into his chest as he held her.
"We'll have coffee on the patio."
"Breakfast will be right up," Greg said after greeting his mistress.
"It smells delicious." Drew joined Donald on the patio. Looking over the Caribbean, enjoying the gentle breeze and basking in the warmth of the morning sun, she waited for her first cup of coffee.
"We need to ship some Blue Mountain coffee back before we leave," Donald shared after savoring his first sip.
"I agree." She smiled. "What do you think about Jasmine for Tanaka?" She sipped her coffee.
"Yeah. She's young. She has a great body. And I don't think she has much family."
"Hmmmm. You may be right. And she obviously has a submissive nature."
"She does," Drew agreed. "And with her interest in the United States, I don't think it would take much to convince her to come home with us."
He smiled. "You're right again. Let me check with Tanaka and see if he's interested in her."
"Send him a picture, too."
"Okay." He sipped his coffee. "If he's interested, I'll work on getting her a United States passport. That'll help cover her tracks even better."
"True." She looked at her plate of eggs, fried bananas and fresh fruit that Olivia and Greg served. "It looks fantastic."
"It smells great. Eat up. You're going to need your energy," Donald told her and smiled.
"I'm not the only one."