Uhh! Master!'
Then he turned to Angel. “I've decided to accept Slave Sharae as my own. So you'd better get used to seeing this.” As he finished speaking, he climbed on top of Sharae and began to fuck her hard.
Angel felt the heat in her own loins as she gazed on the scene. It was such torture, being so close to something she wanted, yet unable to reach it. She felt, too, the devastating pain of watching her Master pleasure another woman-but not just any woman, one who'd be staying permanently.
Tears slid down her cheeks unchecked. Although the heartache was intense, Angel couldn't help but watch, and wish she could join in.
Melissa took in her new surroundings with a sense of dread. The cabin Joe had taken her to looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Cobwebs were everywhere. Obviously the cabin hadn't been used in awhile. She winced as he dropped her on the bed.
“How do you like your new home?” Joe asked her.
As if she could respond, she thought. Joe had stuffed her mouth with two pairs of panties and wrapped duct tape tightly around her head. Her arms were bound behind her at the wrists and elbows, and her legs were tied at the ankles and knees. The ropes were pulled so tight Melissa was sure her hands were purple by now.
She shied away from him as he approached. He untied her legs, only to retie them spread apart to the rickety old bed frame. Likewise, he retied her wrists to the frame above her head. She squeezed her eyes shut as Joe roughly entered her, not bothering to prepare her. She screamed at the painful friction and bucked her hips reflexively.
“Knock it off!” Joe hollered, smashing his fist across her face. The blow stunned her and blurred her vision. She lay still as Joe raped her while silent tears slid down her battered face as she endured the attack. She tried to picture herself in a happy place, a place where she was free of such torture, a place she probably would never see again.
CHAPTER 26
Joe woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing. He noticed the clock read 10:00. He'd slept later than he planned to.
“Hello,” he said into the tiny mike of the cell phone.
“I've been calling you all morning, dear. Finally decided to try your cell number.'
“Megan?” Joe's mind raced. What could she want? Why was she trying to track him down?
“Yes, love,” she cooed. “Your phone just rings and rings. The machine doesn't even pick up. Where are you?'
“I'm, um, out. Busy. You know.'
“Your brother's out of town this weekend you know.” She sighed meaningfully. “I get so lonely when he's out. Lonely and horny, baby.'
As she spoke, an evil grin formed on Joe's face. “Look, Megan, you know I've always turned you down before.'
“I know, sweetie, but you can't blame a girl for trying, can you?'
“But what I was going to say is… I might be interested this time.'
There was silence on the other end.
“Hello? Megan? You still there?” he said.
“Yeah, I'm here. I'm just surprised, is all.'
“You still want me to come and keep you company, don't you?'
“Of course.'
“I mean I'd hate to think you've just been teasing me all this time.'
“No! I–I'm just surprised, like I said.'
“Well, give me about an hour to finish up something. Then I'll be over. You won't be disappointed, babe.'
“Okay, Joe. I'll be waiting for you.'
He turned off the phone and laughed out loud. “Yes!” He glanced toward the corner of the room. Melissa was asleep in her cramped cage. He wondered how she could manage to sleep like that, but figured it was from sheer exhaustion. He strolled over to the cage and kicked her through the bars. Startled, she jerked her head, almost smashing it against the bars behind her. She moaned weakly through the gag still wedged deeply in her mouth.
“Wake up, bitch!” he said. “I gotta go someplace, but I want a blow job first.'
Melissa groaned, pulling feebly at the leather cuffs and chains securing her. Joe punched in a number on his phone as he unlocked the cage. Soon he heard a familiar voice at the other end.
“Hey, Preston!” he said. “How ya doin'? I hope you're not real busy right now, ‘cause an opportunity has presented itself.” He went on to mention the phone call from Megan and his agreeing to her come-on. “I was thinking you could come with me, and we could snatch that bitch right then and there. At her own invitation, yet!” He laughed as he pictured his sister-in-law's face as they bound her for transport.
“Um…” Preston hesitated on the other end. “I don't think the buyer I found for her is ready yet, but…” He stopped to think a bit more. “Okay, sure, Joe. It'll just give me a little more time to break her in.'
“Great!” said Joe. He made arrangements to meet Preston at Megan's house, then hung up.
His laugh turned to a sneer as he opened the end of the tiny cage and pulled the helpless girl out of it. He removed her gag and she immediately made noises as if trying to speak, but couldn't manage a single coherent word. Joe pulled her to her knees, then slapped her and pinched her nipples with both hands. “Shut up, slut. You don't have permission to speak.'
He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and shoved it roughly into her mouth. He thrust himself deeply down her throat as she choked and retched. Soon he grunted and began spurting his hot cum in her mouth and all over her face. When he released his grip on her, Melissa collapsed on the floor, still sputtering and trying to catch her breath.
“Please,” she finally said in a hoarse whisper. “You don't have to treat me like this. I'll behave, I promise. I'll do whatever you want.'
“Oh no, you don't,” he said. “You're not going to get me to lower my guard.'
“But I-'
She didn't have a chance to finish what she was saying as Joe grabbed her head and forced the gag back into her mouth. In no time, she was crammed back inside the cage, sobbing. “Quit your whining and relax, bitch,” said Joe. “And I'd advise you to get some more sleep. I have a feeling I'm gonna have a lot to celebrate this evening.” He turned and strode from the room. After pulling on his jacket, he unlocked a drawer in his study and retrieved his handgun. He casually checked the clip, then slipped it into his jacket pocket.
Before Preston left to meet Joe, he called Angel and Sharae into the bedroom. Both women wore French maid's outfits as Sharae learned her chores from Angel.
“I have to run an errand now, girls,” he said. “While I'm gone you two should spend some time getting over any jealousies that might still be lingering.” He looked meaningfully at Angel. “A little… forced intimacy might be just the ticket.'
Without another word, he grabbed Angel, removed her cuffs and bound her arms tightly behind her. He tied Sharae the same way then had them lie on the bed, where he proceeded to frog-tie their legs, ankles to thighs. As they adjusted to their bonds, he retrieved some items from a dresser drawer.
He set the items on the bed in front of Sharae. “Do you know what these are for?” Sharae studied them for a moment. They were obviously gags with penis-shaped mouth plugs, but each also had a long dildo projecting from the other end. Sharae suspected how they might be used, but shook her head. “No, Master, I don't.” Preston looked at Angel, nodding for her to explain it.
“The plug goes in your mouth as usual,” she said. “And the other side can be used for just about anything a
