'Yes, isn't that what I just said?'
Jeff's mind wouldn't stop spinning with questions. The spinning didn't stop until he heard Annette say…
'Would you like to ask her yourself?' Annette turned to the two large men slaves and spoke. 'Bring the slut here, and place her right here in front of her son!'
Jeff watched as the two men turned and walked toward the van. As they stepped around the front of the car, his gut tightened, when he saw them grabbed the female slave he had examined only minutes before, and drag her to Annette's side.
'Remove the mask from the female slave,' Annette ordered the two male slaves.
Jeff watched as the dark leather mask was removed revealing the tear stained face of his mother.
'Mother,' Jeff spoke softly to her face. 'Is it you? Mother, you should have stayed away. You should not have come back!'
Janet, Jeff's mother remained silent, staring up into her son's face. Only unintelligible sounds could be made if she tried to talk through her ball and tongue gag. It was enough just to see him again, to hear him call her mother.
'Enough chit chat! It's family reunion time!' Annette spoke in a raised voice. She walked to Jeff who had a puzzled look on his face. 'Oh yes, I know about the rest of the family in the barn. I had you watched from the day you were given your freedom. I'm sure you've trained some excellent new slaves for me! Six of them, I'm told!'
'You two slaves,' Annette commanded. 'Cuff his hands behind his back. If he resists, kill the female slave.'
CHAPTER 21
Jeff stood still as one of the massively huge slaves, pulled his arms behind his back as the other slave returned from the van with a pair of cuffs. If he was going to do something, Jeff realized that this was not the moment. He had to think. He needed time.
'By the time this night is over,' Annette said. 'You WILL, agree to become my trainer again. If you agree, I will allow you to choose the method of training for your mother and the rest of your family. If not, I will personally train them for the rest of their miserable, pain filled lives. Either way is O.K. with me.'
'You!' shouted Annette to one of the male slaves. 'Escort the trainer to the barn with the female slave. And you,' Annette shouted to the other slave. 'Drive the van with the two old folk in the back into the barn. Let's go! It's going to be a long evening.'
With a little difficulty, Annette raised the wooden cross latch and pulled open the barn doors. Jeff followed behind, pushed by the large slave following Annette, to where the rest of the family was secured close to their posts.
Jeff heard the van pull in and stop just behind him. He turned and watched the slave get out of the van, walk to the rear and open the large single door. The slave lead the partially bound Martha and Joe to the front of the van, released them, and walked back to close the barn doors.
Joe and Martha were barely able to walk in their tight bindings. Their mouths were gagged and their eyes were staring wide at the sight of their daughter-in-law Deb and her family in front of them.
Jeff watched as Annette stood in front of Deb and examined her tortured body.
Annette reached down between Deb's legs and jerked on the ring to Deb's clit cage. Deb's body jerked at the touch, then instinctively thrust her hips forward and back in a fevered pitch for more stimulation as she moaned her pleasure around her ball gag.
Annette walked back to where Jeff stood. 'You've trained her well,' Annette said. 'She seems to be totally receptive to pain and pleasure. Let's see how much it takes to make each of them cry for mercy, shall we?'
As Jeff took a step toward Annette, he felt the two large slaves grab him, throw him on his back between them and pin him to the ground.
'Fool!' Annette said. 'Tie him against the wooden gate of that stall! I want him to watch but not be able to move.'
Jeff was lifted as though he were a toy and carried to the stall gate. His hands were uncuffed and stretched apart on the top rail. His feet barely touched the ground as his arms were bent back over the top wooden rail. The two male slaves held them there, as Annette commanded Jeff's mother, Janet, to tie her son's arms securely to the gate. When that was done, the two male slaves pulled Jeff's legs apart and secured his ankles to the bottom gate rail. Helpless, Jeff hung with only his toes touching the ground and glared at Annette.
'This won't work Annette,' Jeff spoke to his former master. 'I'm not going back to being a slave trainer for you, willingly or unwillingly. You'll have to kill me first!'
'Gag him!' Annette commanded looking at one of the male slaves. 'You're wrong, Trainer. You will come back to me, and by your own will and words.'
Jeff struggled only a little as the ball gag was forced past his lips and teeth. He continued to stare at Annette determined to remain unbroken, while deep inside he could only hope that he found the chance to escape and get even with his former master.
Annette walked to Jeff and stood in front of him. Her smile and cold eyes sparkled as she commanded one of the slaves to get her black bag from the van.
'Open it!' she commanded the slave when he returned with her bag. Reaching into the bag she pulled out a razor and proceeded to cut and tear Jeff's clothing, until only scraps remained around his arms and ankles. She dropped the razor back into the bag and removed a jar of cream.
'Slave Janet!' Annette spoke. 'Come here and rub this cream onto your son's cock and balls.'
Janet took the jar of cream, unscrewed the top and dropped the top to the ground. Her eyes were glued to her son's as her cupped her fingers scooped a hand full of the gel and smeared it on the Jeff's large cock and ball sack.
Behind Janet, Annette took a syringe inserted it into a phial and filled the syringe the aphrodisiac. She held it up to the dim light and flicked it with her finger as she squirted a small amount from the tip of the needle to remove the air bubbles. Lowering it to Janet's ass, she stabbed the needle, as if it were a dart, plunged the contents quickly and then jerking the needle out of the slave's ass as painfully as she could.
'This will help you rub the erection cream on your son's genitals with some old fashion motherly lust,' Annette told Slave Janet. 'The cream will make him extremely hard but prevent him from cumming. I have other plans for him tonight.'
Reaching down between Slave Janet's legs, Annette grabbed the end of the long dildo and pushed the head back into Janet's ass. As the dildo entered Janet's still open ass, and slid up inside, Janet moaned with pleasure as the aphrodisiac took effect and the thick cock continued its lengthy journey inside her needy body. With a push that almost lifted Janet's body, the large ball of the dildo slipped past her ass ring and wedge once again inside her tortured bowels.
'Now,' Annette spoke out loud. 'Let's see what kind of wonderful torture devices you've created for me, Jeff. There has to be something I can use to test the sexual pain limits of your family.' Annette turned and walked to the end of the barn to start inspecting the stalls for devices she could use on Deb's helpless family.
As she walked past the boys she squatted down between the legs of little Bobby, who was groaning from the pain of the shrinking pouch around his squashed balls. Drawn to him by his age, Annette's irresistible craving for torturing young slaves, caused her to kneel to examine and touch the helpless boy's tender genitals.
Annette's spread leg squat in front of Bobby's face was for Annette's excitement as well as the inspecting boy's. In fact, turning on little boys, was one of Annette's biggest pleasures. To tease and corrupt the innocent, through humiliation and pain, gave Annette the largest thrill of all.
Annette reached down and grabbed the boy's enormously stiff cock and stroked it slowly with her right hand. Bobby groaned as his balls twitched and pulsed in the shrinking leather sack that held them.
'Oh, you poor boy!' Annette spoke never taking her eyes off the boy's almost purple cock head. 'If we don't empty those balls of yours soon the pain is going to become unbearable. Why don't you lay back and let me help you.'
Bobby laid on his back with his cock sticking straight up from between his legs. Annette sat on the boy's chest with her ass towards Bobby's face and her mouth near his cock. Bobby couldn't move with his arms pinned from the
