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(c) 2008 Sirsemega
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are
used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead,
undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or
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Life in the Harem COMPLETE Chapters 07-12

Modern day harem life of slaves and their struggles for alpha slave
status.
Master is unaware of the intrigue and back stabbings that go on when
he is away from the harem between his sex slaves. Or is he?
Cast:
Calista: Lead character
Master: Master and owner
Sir Jon: Master's longtime friend
Lady Martha: Master's first wife
Lucinda: a very ambitious slave who takes an interest in Calista
Jacinta: Paired off with Calista, she too is a house slave
Mildred: Mother hen to the slaves, she is the eldest house slave
Jasmine: Arab slave girl who took over for Calista as greeter
Clara: den-mother to the harem slaves
Petra and Paulina, Roxanne, Quan-Yi, Gretchen and Barbie: harem slaves
Darabi: Another slave trader

RECOVERY

That evening, as I slept in the chair beside the bed of my Master in
the infirmary, our host visited Master and woke me up. He was tall and
dark, with a very close cropped beard. His eyes had deep set circles
which showed him to be much older than on first impression.
"I hear he will survive?" He said as I stretched out the tightness in
my shoulders and neck.
"Yes," I said, not knowing what else to say.
 He looked at me and smiled. "I am called Darabi, as you probably
know, this is my place here."
He extended a courteous hand to me and I grasped it.

"Thank you for saving us," I said.
He shrugged and looked at my Master's sleeping bruised body in bed.
"He was my protégé. I taught him many things. He is like a son to me..."
His face turned hard, he seemed to be trying to hold back a tear. He
composed himself and turned to me.
"I have a room for you to rest, please come with me."

I was torn. I wanted to stay with my Master, but it seemed like he was
in safe good hands here. Reading my mind Darabi said, "He is safe and
we will make sure he is unharmed."

I reluctantly followed Darabi to a small room just down the hall from
the infirmary. The room was modest and Spartan, a bed a chair and a
desk. It did have the luxury of a window that looked out into the
plaza where I had long ago wrestled the other slave girl in a match to
entertain the other slave masters.

Just before he left he informed me that some food would be coming up
soon. I was to eat and get some sleep. I would be allowed to travel
back and forth from my room to the infirmary, but I was not to go
exploring anywhere else. I nodded my understanding.

"You have done well slave." He told me as he was leaving. "Your Master
has mentioned you to me and thinks very highly of you. He saw
potential in you. I think you have shown us all something these last
few days."

Potential? I was a little taken aback by his words. I knew that Master
had singled me out but I was not aware of him mentioning me to anyone,
especially his mentor. I was very glad for the praise, and I was very
happy to be safe, for the time being.

I looked around the room and wondered if this room would be where I
stayed for the rest of my life. Sir Jon had made his move and he
certainly would have made the Duquette Estate inhospitable to Master.
I wondered how the other slaves would take this turn of events? How
would Gretchen and Petra and Paulina and Roxanne react? How would
Lucinda?

Lucinda...

Surely she would profit from this? I thought about all the attention
she paid to Sir Jon recently. Could she have been involved in this
coup? They had many long discussions and certainly plenty of time to
plan things recently. Could she have helped orchestrate this? She
certainly acted like she would have something to gain.

I thought about how recently my status with Master had usurped her
status as first slave. Lucinda had always been power hungry. She was
always a step ahead of everyone else. The more I thought about this,
the more I was convinced that Lucinda might very well be the brains
behind Sir Jon's brawn. Sir Jon had been with Master all their lives.
If he had not tried anything like this before now, he most certainly
would not have come up with this idea by himself!

I got excited as the food arrived and I ate quickly. I could hardly
wait to tell Master when he woke up about my suspicions! I found sleep
to be difficult as I tossed and turned on the bed until the sky
brightened with the coming dawn.

Master regained consciousness the following evening. I was right there
by his side when his eyes flickered open. The medics had been able to
patch him up fairly well save for the teeth. He would have to see a
dentist to replace them.

"Master!" I cried out as I hugged him. I started crying. He smiled
weakly and tried to return my embrace. It took me a few moments to
realize I was hurting him with my weight and I slid off him chagrined.

He looked around and smiled. He was safe. He turned to me. "How are
you doing?" he asked me. Here he was in pain and agony in bed and his
first words were concern for his slave.
I blushed. "I am fine Master, I am unharmed."

He stroked my cheek, wiping my tears away.
"Did anyone take you?" he asked. He meant sexually.

"No Master, I was untouched. They left me in the cell while they
tortured you."
At the word of torture, Master flashed a pained look.

"I'm a callous sadistic bastard and I have done my fair share of
torturing people, even for my own pleasure..." he said. "But having it
done to me...I'm not so sure I enjoy it." He stared far off out the
window at the sky. We were silent for a while. I stayed kneeling
beside his bed.

The following morning, after I had served Master his breakfast, I
proceeded to explain to him my suspicions of Lucinda. He was very
quiet while he listened.

"I think you may be right," he finally said after I had finished. "Sir
Jon has been acting differently for sometime now, ever since we had
that run in with the Russians. His reasons for meeting our new client
just seemed so out of character for him."

He seemed to be speaking to himself more than to me, his slave, as he
verbally working the progression of events out in his mind.

"He never has found clients...he has always followed orders and done
what was asked of him...he never showed initiative. Now he comes up with
a client? I had to meet personally with them? Very fishy. I was
suspicious... Lucky I had a plan. What does he think he can do? I have
the contacts. They trust me. He doesn't even know them."

I piped in. "Surely Sir Jon would know that? He couldn't possibly
think he could take over your business."

"No," he said still thinking. "Lucinda on the other hand is graceful
enough to convince Sir Jon that he is better off than he thought he
was..."

At this point, Master was getting worked up. He turned to me and
grabbed my neck. He pulled back his bed sheet exposing his cock to the
stifling hot air. Knowing what to do, I latched onto his growing cock
with my mouth and started sucking him as Master continued to mutter to
himself in deep thought. His cock grew rock hard. I was pleased that
the torturers had not thought to damage him down there as I would
certainly be taking pleasure from his tool very soon!

"Could anyone else be involved?" He asked himself.
"Lady Martha? She certainly wants more money...no...she would not make a
move like this..."

I continued to suck and lick his sweaty cock and balls. Soon he tensed
and erupted into my mouth. His salty stickiness was quickly swallowed
as I again clamped down on his cock with my warm wet mouth.

Just then Darabi entered the room. I paused for a moment, mid stroke,
until Master tapped me on my head to continue my attention to his
manhood.

Darabi took a seat behind me and out of view. I concentrated on
Master's cock.

"How are you, my son?" Darabi asked.
"I'll survive." Master said.
"It seems like you always do!" Darabi said. I'm sure he had a smirk on
his face when he said that!
"Any news?" master asked.
"I have heard from a competitor that Sir Jon has contacted them and
made an offer to do business in your name."
Master laughed. "Who?"
"The Japanese." Darabi said.

There was silence as I continued to suck Master. His cock was growing
harder still, a good sign that he was excited again. Perhaps he would
cum again!

"That's not good." Said Master. "They'll eat him alive."
"Perhaps," said Darabi. "That would be a good thing for you?"

Master Grunted. "He'll fuck up my whole product and will wind up being
a slave himself if he gets in with them. Everything I have built will
be wasted."

Darabi made a long sigh. "Maybe it's time for you to retire. You've
had a good run. Perhaps it's time to move on..."

Master was quiet for a spell. I thought that he was going to climax,
but at the mention of retirement, his cock had deflated. I knew that
his orgasm would be hard to come by now. I continued to lovingly suck
and lick him.

"I must point out that you have excellent taste in slaves." Darabi
finally said. "She has performed very well the entire time you have
been here. I think she truly feels something for you. It is rare to
see this kind of devotion in anyone, let alone a slave."

I was thrilled to hear Darabi say those kind words about me to Master.

He scratched the back of my ear like an owner that showed affection to
his dog. "I am very proud of Calista. She has performed admirably
throughout this whole ordeal. She is someone I can trust, unlike some
of my other slaves."

I felt so proud to be Master's slave!

"We've all tried to buy her from you." Darabi said. "But you must have
known that she was special. No amount of money would part her from
you!"

Master grunted his affirmation. Just then his cock shot out jets of
cum into my mouth. It was unexpected and I gagged a little before
swallowing it all down. Master released me from my cock and I knelt
again beside him and the bed.

End chapter 7


Chapter 8

REST AND RECOVERY

Master recovered rather quickly. He had a mission now. He had to
reclaim his business, his livelihood, and he had to deal with Sir Jon.
A week had passed and after a dentist was able to replace his teeth
with new ones, Master started looking better than he had been.

During this time, I was still Master's slave. I attended to all his
needs and was quite happy to be of assistance whenever and wherever he
needed. Master and Darabi usually were in conference most of the days.
They locked themselves away planning and dealing with issues. I was
never privy to the conversations, but Master did speak with me on some
of the topics. He seemed genuinely interested in my opinions. It was
the first time that I could remember anyone asking me!

He was interested in my observations of the other slaves. How was
their attitude towards Lucinda? What did they think of Sir Jon? Had
Sir Jon been attentive to any other slaves in particular? Had I heard
of any slaves speaking about Sir Jon or Lucinda?

I did my best to try to convey my insight as to the other slaves. I
was very sure that Lucinda was more feared than respected. There was
no love for her from any of the other slaves, as Lucinda always made
sure to not create friendships with anyone else. There was a time when
I thought that Lucinda had befriended me, but upon rethinking her
actions, I concluded that she had always seen me as a threat and had
taken measures to be close to me and watch me.

Master always ended our conversations with gentle praise for me. He
seemed to be impressed with my answers and I was glad that I had
pleased and surprised my Master. He would reward me with a good
fucking. Day by day, I could feel his stamina and strength return as
he would push me to orgasm and orgasm. Master indeed was improving!

By the end of the week we had a visitor. It was Lady Martha, Master's
second wife. In tow was the slave Jasmine, the Arab girl I had trained
as first my replacement as greeter while we were kennel slaves, then
as a house slave. She had been taken by Lady Martha during her last
visit to Duqutte Estate to be her latest "toy".

I was giddy with joy as Master allowed Jasmine to stay with me in my
slave quarters during their stay. We were able to catch each other up
on what had happened after she had been taken by Lady Martha. I told
her about Sir Jon and Lucinda, and Jasmine relayed to me her story.

JASMINE'S STORY

Lady Martha had taken Jasmine back to her small home. Small home to
Lady Martha was still a large ranch with many acres of land.
"It's like a smaller version of Duquette Estate," said Jasmine. "She
is business partners with Master."
This I knew to be true since it was Lady Martha that had purchased me
from my step mother and I had spent weeks at the ranch learning
etiquette and service before I was ready to be shipped to Duquette
Estate.

"She has a small stable of slaves, many of which are farm hands that
tend to her fields and livestock." Jasmine said.
"I was taken into the house and bunked with a male slave. The two of
us were to be Lady Martha's personal slaves. We were to see to her
needs."
I took that to be sexual as well.
"What about the male?" I asked.
"His name is Todd. Lady Martha enjoys that name and would call for him
all the time. She keeps him locked up...like you were...so that he cannot
attend to his sexual desires or go sniffing around to other females."
I blushed, thinking about my time of great frustration when I was
locked in the chastity belt for my own safekeeping.

"As Lady Martha's personal female slave, she gave me authority over
slave Todd as well. I would not be able to unlock him, but he was
instructed to do my bidding as well as Lady Martha's bidding. That
included him pleasuring me, which I took advantage of on a nightly
basis, when Lady Martha was not utilizing his talents!"

I smiled as I saw that she had enjoyed the power over him.
"I found that I could be very demanding!" she giggled.

"I helped her daily as she trained and prepared product for
transportation or sale. She would go away for a time and come back
with more slaves. Usually one or two at a time."
I knew that Lady Martha, like Sir Jon, were small time traders. Master
had a number of contacts in the world that would gather a few slaves
here and there and then ship them to him for mass processing.

She continued.
"Then last week the ranch was on lockdown. An emergency occurred and
everyone was locked away including us for the day. Lady Martha was
frantic and concerned. Later we found out that Master had been killed
and that Sir Jon had taken over the business. He was running things
now. Lady Martha was not happy."

We had been sitting next to each other in an embrace during her story
and now we clung even closer.

"Sir Jon visited the ranch. Along with him was Lucinda! Lady Martha
was furious when Sir Jon told her to treat Lucinda as an equal.
Lucinda had a knowing smile on her face, as Lady Martha swallowed her
pride and asked Lucinda to join Sir Jon and her for tea. Slave Todd
and I served them and each time I faced Lucinda, she would smile like
a cat that had just eaten a canary."

"The conversation got very heated as Sir Jon started threatening Lady
Martha if she didn't continue to do business with him at a reduced
rate. Lady Martha finally differed and was able to convince Sir Jon
that they had a deal. They rose to leave and Lucinda took me away from
them. When we were away from anyone able to listen, she whispered to
me, 'Learn all you can about the business from that hag. She can be
replaced by you if you're up to it and are willing to pledge your
loyalty to me.' She told me."

"I turned to her and corrected her that I should be pledging my
loyalty to Sir Jon, not her. She smiled and leaned towards me and said
that my loyalty would be to her, certainly not Sir Jon. This would be
between the two of us!"

A chill ran down my spine as I realized that Lucinda had her sights
set on the entire business, not just as Sir Jon's partner. The poor
bastard didn't realize what a snake he had gotten into bed with!

Jasmine continued.
"I said nothing to Lady Martha until the following morning when she
discovered that Master was still alive and safe here. That was when I
told Lady Martha everything Lucinda had told me. She then made
arrangements to travel here to see Master and have me relay my story
to him."

I was shocked. Lucinda seemed to be playing everyone. She had such a
devious and driven mind!

"Now," Jasmine said as she stroked my chin. "We have a little time
before I am to meet with Master, perhaps we can ease some of our
worries and tension by..."

We embraced and kissed. He soft hands touched me in ways that Master
hadn't or couldn't. I let her pleasure me and take me as we fell down
into the bed for some passion.


End chapt 8.

Chapter 9

DISCOVERED

Lady Martha and Jasmine left the following day to return back to the
ranch. Master had a plan and made sure that Lady Martha continued like
everything was normal and honor her deal with Sir Jon.

That evening, Master took me to a room down in the lower levels of the
fortress. As we got deeper and deeper, my stomach started to tighten
with fear. Where was he taking me? Why was this a secret?

He stopped at one door and unlocked the heavy oak door and took me
inside. He closed the door and locked it. It was cold and damp. It was
dark until he lit a few oil lamps. This part of the building had no
electricity.

My eyes got accustomed to the dark and I was able to discern heavy
furniture that turned into torture devices. My fear gripped me again
as I looked into the cold eyes of Master.
"Master?" I asked him.
He took my wrist and locked me to the pole. He took my other wrist and
joined the first over my head. Tearing my clothes off, I stood naked
and exposed in front of him. My flesh raised as the damp cold hit my
skin.

"I am very displeased!" he yelled. His voice broke though to me. I had
always seen Master calm and cold. Now he was angry and his rage was
boiling over. I scared me. It scared the shit out of me.

"Who the FUCK, gave you permission to fuck that slave?" he screamed.
Slave? Who? Jasmine? Oh shit!
Tears formed in my eyes as I realized that I had had sex with someone
without Master's permission.
"Answer me, cunt!" He yelled. His voice cut me each time he spoke.
I sobbed. "No one, Master...it just happened..."
My hands were numb as the blood had drained out of them by being
cuffed over my head.
"Are you not flagged?" he screamed.
"Have I allowed you to fuck anyone else? Have I given you to anyone
else?"
"No Master." I sobbed. I had fucked up, big time.
He slapped my face. My cheek burned from the blow.
"So," he continued. "How did you come to think that fucking that
little slave cunt would be okay?"

He grabbed my hair and roughly turned me to face the pole. This
exposed my backside.
He grabbed something off the wall, I couldn't tell what it was until
the whip came crashing down on my backside. I howled with pain.

"I wanted you for myself." He told me as he continued to rain blows
upon me.
"I have given you a lot of latitude and this is how you repay me? You
sneak around into the arms of your former student?"
I sobbed and screamed through the pain.

He stopped for a moment, dropped the whip and turned me to face him.
He was in my face as he growled the next words.
"I trusted you, slave. There was something there between us. I could
feel it, but I guess I was wrong...I had plans for you, oh you had no
idea..."
I sobbed and tried to say I was sorry. My body ached. I had taken
worse punishments than this, but the words Master had said, hurt me
like nothing had before. I was in agony and just wanted to die.

He unlocked the door, leaving me chained to the pole. He turned to me
before leaving.

"Think about what you have done, SLAVE."

"Think of your actions. Right now, my most trusted associate has
betrayed me, tried to kill me. Others are vying for control. I don't
know who I can trust. And now you do this. I had trusted you, but
now..."

He locked the door behind him as I wailed in pain and horror. What had
I done? What had I done?

End chp 9


Chapter 10

AGONY

I stood there all night. I had long since cried myself out till I was
dehydrated. Over and over again I tried to think of why I had allowed
Jasmine to seduce me. Emotionally we had comforted each other. It
started with our hug and then she took over and I didn't stop her.
Nowhere in my mind did I think that what I was doing was wrong. At
that moment, Master was not even in my mind. I had forgotten him. I
had taken him for granted. But he knew! He knows everything! I didn't
even have the common sense to realize that I had done wrong until he
took me down here and confronted me. It was only then that I knew that
I was in trouble.
I had broken the trust between Master and I. When everyone else had
betrayed him, I was the one that helped him survive. I nursed him
during the imprisonment and the escape. I stayed with him during his
recovery, refusing to rest until he was safe.

He had even started coming to me for advice. I knew he started to
think of me as more that just a slave to be chained up and broken. He
had trusted me. Perhaps he had trusted me like no one else before. He
had shown me his trust. That trust, that I had never in my life ever
experienced. My father never gave it to me, my step mother and step
sisters never did either.

That trust was something foreign to me. I had never known it. I never
realized what it was until now. But now I had taken it away with my
actions. I was a fool, a stupid fool. If my hands were free, I feared
that I would have done myself harm in my anguish. I stopped myself
from thinking that as I realized that I didn't even have that right. I
was a slave, and taking my life or harming me was something I was not
allowed to do. This was Master's body. I was his property. I had no
right to harm his property.

I started crying again. I wailed with all my might. The sound must
have echoed throughout the fortress halls. I remembered the first
night I had stayed here, and I remembered hearing a similar wail
coming from the depths of the fortress. Now it was coming from me.

I didn't realize it was morning when a man came into the cell and
released me from the pole. I slumped to the ground and he tossed me a
rag of a dress to wear. Once I had put the harsh cloth on, he took me
out of the cell and down the corridor to the slave's quarters. Here I
was pushed into my own cell. Surrounded by other cells, I realized
that I was in the kennels. The other miserable slaves where dirty and
wretched, awaiting their fate. I was now one of them, awaiting my
fate. It was out of my control now. Master would decide what my life
from this point would be.

I stayed in that cell for days. I was fed gruel and water like the
other slaves. Some of them tried to engage me in conversation. They
wanted to know what I knew about this place. I never spoke to them. A
slave's duty was to do, not speculate. Somewhere down the line, I had
fallen out of my slave mentality. I had taken liberties and the pain I
now experienced was the realization that this slave had thought that
she was something more than a slave. Stupid silly me.

One day I was led out of the cage and brought to a simple room. Master
came into the room and sat down on the only chair. I stood, in my
rough tattered dress. I was unable to meet his eyes. I did the only
thing I wanted to do. I dropped to the floor and hugged his legs.
Prostrated, I begged him to accept my apology. I was sorrier for
breaking his trust than for anything else in my life. I told him I
understood now that I had taken his trust in me and shattered it.

"I'm ready to accept my punishment and fate. I am your slave and you
have every right to do as you wish, but I beg you to forgive me. I
made a mistake and didn't realize it. I took you for granted. Whip me,
torture me, kill me, but I can't bear you not forgiving me. It has
hurt me deeper than any cut or wound!"

Master looked down at me. He had not said a word.
"How can I trust you?" he asked me.

I didn't know how to answer that.

"Master, I have always done everything you have asked of me. I will
continue to now. I didn't take into account that I was for you only.
Jasmine seduced me, but I did not stop her. In that moment, we were
both emotional and we comforted each other. I don't ask you to trust
me again, I have broken that trust. I just ask forgiveness for my lack
of awareness."

Master was quiet. He stood and disentangled himself from my grasp.
"You will stay here for now." He said and left the room. I curled up
in a ball on the floor and cried.

I didn't see Master again for quite some time. I was miserable. My
whipping had healed but inside my heart was broken. I felt pain for
what I had done to Master. I had broken his trust. Now I was resigned
to accept my punishment. The fear of what ever Master inflicted upon
me was gone. I was his slave and I resolved myself to do whatever he
asked of me.

One day my door was unlocked and opened. A man escorted me out of the
room and led me to Darabi's office. Inside were both Darabi and
Master! My face lit up at seeing him. He in turn just looked grimly at
me. My eyes lowered and my face flushed red.

"Kneel!" Master ordered.
I rushed in front of him and knelt before him. I should have just
dropped to my knees where I stood, but I needed to be close to my
Master. I could smell his musky scent. I had missed it. I breathed it
in with my very being.

"We have been speaking," Master informed me. "Darabi and I have been
working on a plan. Part of it might involve you."
I was curious and accepting.
"I will do whatever my Master wishes." I said.
He looked at me. He reached out and grabbed my chin and twisted my
face upwards so that I could stare into his eyes. His blue eyes. His
thawing blue eyes.
"You displeased me, slave, when you forgot your status. You broke my
trust. The reason you haven't been flayed alive is that you have
proven yourself in the past to be a very valuable asset to me."
"Yes, Master. I'm sorry Master." I said.
"I am willing to give you a chance to regain my trust, if you still
wish to..." he said.
I jumped at the chance, grabbing his legs. "Yes Master! Anything! I am
yours to command!"

Master shook his head.
"Don't be too hasty, slave." He said. "I am giving you a choice. It is
rare that any slave receives a choice. Savor it. Think about it, then
decide. You have a brain in there. I know you do. Use it."
I nodded and waited for this "choice".

"I need someone back at the Estate. I need an insider. Someone I can
trust. That someone is you."
How was I going to get back into the Estate? Lucinda knows I'm a
threat.

"You will be presented to Sir Jon by Lady Martha as a good faith
prize. She will give you to him as a sign that she will do business
with him. Your Master, me, is now dead. I died from the wounds of my
torture. Darabi has sold you back to Lady Martha and she has secured
you for Sir Jon. Word is already being spread that I am dead, so your
story will just reinforce what he will already suspect."

"Once inside, you will have several tasks. First, you must determine
who is loyal to me. Anyone who is not will have to be dealt with."

I was shocked. Did he mean I was to kill them?

"You will gather names for me, for when I regain control again. Three
nights from when you arrive, you will disable the defense systems and
sensors in the south east corner of the estate. That is called
Briarwood. I will give you the access codes and the directions for you
to memorize. Once they are disabled, I will come back in and reclaim
control. You will simply stay out of harm and wait for it to be safe."

He looked at me. "Think carefully slave. You are safe here. There can
be other ways you might be able to regain my trust in time. You showed
bad judgment. That can be forgiven. You take on this mission and you
will be exposed to all sorts of dangers that I cannot protect you
from."

I pondered the mission and choice for a moment, but knew in my heart
that I could refuse my Master nothing.

"Without my Master's trust, I am nothing. This slave worships you
Master. She has done you a disservice and now must regain your trust
back. She accepts the mission and will not fail you again."
I bent down and kissed his feet. My penance was decided. I would
gladly do it.

Master smiled. His eyes had softened. I could read his thoughts at
that moment as the pride showed from within him. 'I knew you would!'



THE TROJAN HORSE

I was naked in front of Sir Jon. He examined me as Lady Martha stood
back with a smile. Lucinda was in shock and had no words. She had not
foreseen this event occurring.

"She is in good shape, unharmed." Lady Martha told him.
"I was able to secure her after her Master perished. She was quite
expensive, as they did not wish to give her up."
Sir Jon nodded. He seemed to be savoring the moment.
"I hope this gift to you means we can put aside our differences and
start doing business?" Lady Martha confirmed.
Lucinda regained her wits. "Bah! Kill her and be done with her!" She
said.
Sir Jon shook his head.
"It would be a waste of this precious product. I'm sure I can find
uses for her..."
Lucinda glowered. I'm sure she knew exactly what type of uses Sir Jon
could find with me! Her jealousy was rearing its ugly head!
"Tell me," said Lucinda. "What happened to your Master?"
I swallowed and prepared my speech.
I looked away from her and looked at Sir Jon.
"My Master died at the fortress from his wounds. He had passed out and
never regained consciousness. After that I was processed and taken to
be sold."
Sir Jon shrugged his shoulders. "That's about what I've heard." He
said. He examined my back, where the wounds from my recent whipping
were still healing.

Lucinda seemed suspicious. She should be, the dirty bitch!

Sir Jon seemed satisfied and dropped his pants in front of me. "Suck
it!" he said as his cock grew in front of me.
I dropped to my knees and took his cock in. Sir Jon rolled his eyes
back and closed them. I twisted my face sideways and glared at
Lucinda. We met each others gazes and neither of us refused to blink
as I continued on Sir Jon's shaft, quickly milking him into cumming.

"If you wish to have her, Jon." Lucinda spat. "She can be a house
slave. She will not go back to the Harem!"
For a moment Sir Jon was quiet. Then he nodded his agreement and
turned to Lady Martha.
"I accept your gift. We are good. Have her ready, we are leaving right
away."
Lady Martha bowed and thanked Sir Jon.

Before leaving, I was able to see Jasmine alone. She was distraught
over my punishment and her role in my seduction. Apologizing
profusely, she begged for my forgiveness and said that she herself had
been punished for taking assumptions. She had admitted that the
"power" over slave Todd that Lady Martha had given her had gone too
much to her head and that she had clearly overstepped her boundaries
when she took me.

I thanked her for her apology and explanation, but I myself was still
very upset over my role in cheating on Master.

"I carry that responsibility as well." I told her. "I accepted what
you were doing to me."
She shrugged. "Calista, you are a slave. You are submissive. I took
you and you had no choice but to accept. You were only doing what was
natural."
I shook my head. "No. My duty is to Master, no one else. I allowed it
to happen with no resistance. For that I must pay the price." A tear
trickled down my face and when Jasmine reached to wipe it away, I
shied away. She would not be allowed to touch me.

She was awkward now. She didn't know what to do with her hands as they
fidgeted beside her body.
"Lady Martha was furious with me." She said. She now was looking at
her feet, refusing to look me in the eye. "She took my privileges away
and now Todd has authority over me. He has been...harsh."

It was at that point in our conversation when I was called to leave
Lady Martha's ranch and travel with Sir Jon and Lucinda back to
Duquette Estate. Back to the one place in my entire life that I could
call home. I wondered if it would ever be my home again, or if it
would soon be my resting place.

I spent the entire trip on the plane in between Sir Jon's legs.
Kneeling on the floor, I was instructed to keep his cock in my mouth
for the whole trip. After he quickly shot a load of warm cum down my
throat, he settled back for the journey while my knees started to
cramp and ache. Lucinda watched me like a hawk.
"I don't trust the cunt." She told Sir Jon.
He just snorted.
"She can blow you but that is all, you are mine, and I don't want her
fucking you!" She warned him.
He argued with her, and she started to pout and cry.
"She'll seduce you from me. Aren't I woman enough for you?"
"Of course you are." He said.
"We're partners! There are some things that only partners should
share!"
Sir Jon was getting flustered. What was the point of owning a slave
business and a slave harem if you couldn't have sex with them?
Finally he realized the only way to stop her tears and her accusations
was if he agreed.
"I won't fuck her." He groaned.
It seemed clear that Lucinda was calling the shots.

When we landed, I was taken to where the house slaves resided. I was
given a house slave uniform and greeted by slave Mildred. She had sad
eyes as she greeted me in my demoted status. Soon the other house
slaves had gathered around me asking me for information. As far as
they knew, Sir Jon was now in charge with Lucinda. No one knew what
had happened to Master.

I was guarded. I told them very little. At this point my mission was
clear. I was to ascertain which slaves were loyal to Master and which
had gone over to Sir Jon and Lucinda. The two slaves I felt sure were
loyal to Master were slave Mildred and slave Jacinta, whom I had
worked with all those months. Late in the evening I met with both of
them and asked them what had been going on since Sir Jon and Lucinda
took over.

TAKE OVER

"It happened as soon as Master's plane left." Slave Mildred told me.
We were in her room, the lights turned down. I sat on the bed with her
while Jacinta sat on the floor.
"There was a commotion and gun fire. The sirens came on and everyone
went into lockdown. All slaves rushed to their rooms and locked their
doors until we received the all-clear signal."

"Afterwards, Sir Jon had everyone assemble on the front lawn. Kennel
slaves, house slaves, stable boys, harem slaves, everyone. Sir Jon and
Lucinda stood before us. The guards brought in some of the bodyguards.
We were told that these were the ones loyal to Master. Sir Jon
explained that he was in charge now. That Master was dead and he and
Lucinda had taken over. He then had the bodyguards that were loyal to
Master shot right in front of us. He executed them!"

"He then dragged two of the harem slaves away from the crowd and had
them shot as well. He said that anyone that showed loyalty to Master
would be dealt with swiftly. Afterwards he had some of the stable boys
bury them in the cemetery."

"Most of us were crying." Jacinta piped in. "A few were resigned and a
few cheered Sir Jon and Lucinda."

"Who was it that cheered?" I asked. I needed names.

Mildred looked at me.
"Harem slave Roxanne cheered. So did house slave Jenny and house slave
Marion."

I noted them. Mildred continued.
"Things went on like normal, only the punishments were much more
severe. Any indiscretion was met with a severity that none of us were
used to. House slave Jo-Ellen was flogged to death because she had
spilled hot coffee on Sir Jon."

There was a pause as the gravity of her statement sunk in.

"That scared everyone. I think even the ones who cheered him were
having second thoughts. One night, the guards took three house slaves.
Lucinda told us that they had been conspiring to overthrow Sir Jon.
They were tortured for a week then we all witnessed their execution as
they begged to be put out of their pain and misery."

I was starting to realize that this mission was indeed as dangerous as
Master had warned me. Dear Master, I pray that I can fulfill this
mission and gain back your trust!

We snuck out of slave Mildred's room and back to our own rooms. I was
anxious to continue my mission when the sun came up.

GATHERING INTEL

It was easy to revert back to house slave duties. I had spent a lot of
my time doing the mundane chores and duties of service for a large
chunk of my stay at Duquette Estate. I was not allowed to serve in the
Manor house, an order I am sure that Lucinda made personally. She had
a right to fear me. Instead I floated around the other buildings. For
the first two days, I did nothing to arouse suspicion. I was
absolutely sure that Lucinda was having me watched. I performed my
duties. I also watched for everything. My eyes and ears were always
open as I scanned for anything out of the ordinary.

I was careful to engage with the other slaves. It was important that
they see a defeated former harem slave that was being punished for
being with Master. Most of them stayed clear of me, worried that
associating with me, they could be accused of conspiracy.

The second night I filled slave Mildred and slave Jacinta in on some
of my plan. I was sure that they would loyal to Master; I even told
them that I would make sure that Master knew who had helped me.

Jacinta was excited to help. She had visions of becoming a harem slave
and thought that by Master knowing of his involvement, he would
promote her to that lofty status.

Mildred on the other hand was subdued. She had seen far too much of
both Master's and Sir Jon's reign to know that there was very little
difference between the two of them. You were still a slave at the end
of the day. She however did not like the way Sir Jon and Lucinda were
running things and agreed to help.

They felt the others out as to where their loyalties lay. Mildred
would not hand over the list to me until she had me promise that
Master would not harm them. There had been enough misery and death.

"I promise you that I will try to get Master to be merciful."

She nodded and handed over the list.

D-DAY

It was the third day. That evening the plan was for me to disable the
alarm system so that Master could enter into the estate and take back
control. I had given instructions to both Mildred and Jacinta who
would cover for me in the evening and be look outs in helping me
disable the alarms in Briarwood.

The day went smoothly but as evening fell, I was summoned to the Manor
house. It seemed that a party was taking place. I was escorted into
the library, where the door was closed behind me. At the desk sat a
lone figure, Lucinda.

"Well, well, well! The cunt has arrived!" She sneered.
I shivered. I was not going to enjoy this. I also was worried about
getting to Briarwood in time to shut off the alarm.

Lucinda sat at the desk like she owned it. That was still Master's
desk! She had kicked her feet up on the burled walnut surface. She had
made herself at home.

"It seems that Sir Jon would like your mouth at the party tonight..."
she said.
"He has requested that you attend."
I nodded, afraid to say anything that might set her off.
She swiveled off the chair and paced towards me.
"You little slut! You seduced Master and took him away from me. You
try that with Sir Jon and I will rip your eyes out!"
She leaned her face into mine. I could smell the sweat jasmine perfume
she had on. It was lovely and a sudden contrast from the ugly face she
wore.
"I'm watching you! Now that your heroic Master is gone, you better not
try to get to Sir Jon! I have him trained just how I want him right
now."

I nodded. So far so good! She suspected nothing about my plan! Let her
continue thinking I'm trying to seduce Sir Jon. She will relax
whenever I am away from him!

"You will suck him." She continued. "And you will give him a bad blow
job. He must know that I am the most skilled here."

I nodded.
She sent me off to the harem room. The party was being held there. I
glanced at the clock in the foyer, it was almost seven. My time was
running out!

End chpt. 10


Chapter 11

THE PARTY

I arrived at the door to the harem room and was let in by a sober
looking Clara. Her face lit up for a moment as she seemed glad to see
that I was well, but she quickly switched back to a neutral expression
as she led me into the main room.

The room had not been changed. It still was light and airy with nice
pastel colors and tasteful décor. Why fix what is not broken, right?

The main room had a number of Japanese men lounging around with the
harem slaves. I saw Roxanne sitting with a skinny older man with
silver hair. She was being affectionate to him and he was roughly
manhandling her ass.

Petra and Paulina as usual were together entertaining what looked to
be the boss of this group. He was the eldest and was overweight. He
did carry his weight well and reminded me of a wrestler, perhaps in
his earlier years. He sat across from Sir Jon who soon was joined by
Lucinda after she had composed herself after our "talk".

The twins were naked. Each straddled one of the boss's legs as they
stroked him and kissed him and each other. He too was rough with them,
slapping their asses and on occasion their breasts. They yelped and
tried to show signs of enjoyment. I could tell they were acting.

Sir Jon sat nervously across from the boss. His name turned out to be
Mr. Sako. Sir Jon glanced around at the other men in Mr. Sako's
entourage.

An ugly tattooed man ripped the little school girl outfit off of
Gretchen and pulled her down over the settee, her ass in the air, she
whimpered as he smacked her ass and roughly thrust his fingers into
her still dry pussy. He was eager to lube her up and thrust into her.
She was not.

I saw no sign of Barbie the blonde bimbo harem slave, or Quan-Yi. I
sadly surmised that they were the two harem slaves executed by Sir
Jon's brutal coup.

Sir Jon spotted me and beckoned me over. I bowed to him and he leaned
over to hear something that Lucinda whispered into his ear. Then he
pointed to his crotch and I knelt before him and took out his member.

I will not compare Sir Jon's cock to Master's. It's not that Master's
cock is huge and manly and Sir Jon's is small and puny. There was no
real difference in size length, girth or looks. It is the intent that
a man wields his tool. I have limited experience, but us slaves do
tend to talk!

Some use their cock as a weapon, to slay and conquer, to inflict pain
and to take pleasure. Others use it as a tool, to manipulate and fix.
Others use it as an extension of themselves, putting their very
essence and being, their soul into it. Sir Jon thought of his as a
weapon.

I gagged on it as he became forceful. Grabbing my head had slammed me
down on his weapon. I think the Japanese had a little influence over
him and he seemed fearful of showing any weakness around them.

He took my head off his cock and he smacked my face with it, first one
cheek, then the other, then he forced my mouth to take him in again. I
gagged some more, and he let me up.

Still holding onto my head with a fist full of hair, he twisted my
face upwards and towards Lucinda who leaned over and spat onto my
face. I was shocked by the treatment but had no time to react as Sir
Jon forced my mouth over his cock again.

This treatment went on for what seemed like an hour, until Sir Jon
tightened up and spouted off all over my face. For that I was
grateful. First, I did not have to swallow his seed. Second, it gave
me an excuse to excuse myself and go clean up before the others would
take advantage of my body.

Lucinda watched me exit then turned her attention back to their
guests. I'm sure she had to focus on them, making sure they didn't get
to out of hand with the harem slaves. They were already getting very
rough indeed!

Instead of the restroom there, I walked to the exit and met with
Clara. She was puzzled, knowing that Sir Jon had more in store for me
for the evening. I thought quickly and said, "Lucinda would not allow
me to wash here as I am not a harem slave anymore. I am to go back to
the house slave quarters and clean up then come back."
Clara thought for a moment, decided to accept my explanation, and then
allowed me to exit.

I breathed a sigh of relief when the door closed behind me and I was
free to leave. I passed the foyer and checked the clock. 8:30. I had
to get to Briarwood and disable the alarm system for Master to come
in!

Outside the manor house, I quickly ran to meet Jacinta and Mildred. I
told them of the situation and asked Mildred to cover for me if anyone
should come looking for me back at my quarters.

Jacinta was to accompany me to Briarwood.

BRIARWOOD

We left immediately. There was no time to loose. Staying off the paths
took longer, but it was less of a risk that we would meet anyone than
if we stayed on the paths. Twenty minutes later after passing some out-
buildings, we came across a wooded area that marked the boundary of
Briarwood.

Briarwood was the remains of an old forest. Even though the moon was
out tonight, the canopy of old oak and elm tress blocked all the light
from the moon. We stumbled over gnarled tree roots and fallen branches
as we made our way to a small fenced area that surrounded and
protected a utility shed.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh!" Hissed Jacinta.

We crouched down and were silent. "I heard something!"
We listened acutely for a hint of what could be lurking in the shadows
near us. Surely Sir Jon had posted guards all over the grounds?
We sat there for long moments listening. No sound came our way. I
looked at Jacinta to see if she had heard anything further. She shook
her head no, and we slowly, carefully began towards the fence.

The fence had a gate that had a numeric keypad and an electronic lock.
Enter the number correctly and the lock sprung free which would allow
us entrance into the alarm shed. Master had made me memorize the
number and I quickly entered it while Jacinta kept watch. The gate
opened and we made our way to the shed where another code needed to be
inputted into the locking mechanism in order for us to enter.

Once inside it took a few moments to find the light switch and to
study the controls. Everything had been automated as per Master's
plans so there was no need to have a person sit in the shed. I quickly
looked for the main controls that would deactivate the alarms for
Briarwood. A confirmation beep echoed from the monitor as we saw the
red lighted perimeter shut off. We shut off the light and left the
shed, making sure to lock the door and the fence gate.

"What do we do now?" Jacinta whispered as we crouched behind a fern
covered rock.
"We wait." I said.

TAKING BACK WHAT WAS MASTER'S

"Are those the men?" Jacinta nudged me. It was about ten minutes later
and a group of armed men made their way down the path. They were
heading in the direction of the perimeter.
"No," I said. "They couldn't be. They are going the wrong way."
"Should we do something?" Jacinta asked.
I wondered. I didn't know how big of a force Master was bringing with
him. If these men surprised them, the mission might fail before it
even started.
"Let's follow them!" I whispered and started to go.
"What?" Exclaimed a hushed Jacinta. "Are you serious? What if they
catch us?"
"That would be fine. They will have to take us back to the Manor house
which will draw them away from Master's forces!"
Jacinta didn't like this plan, but she crept behind me as we kept pace
with the group of men.

So far no one had noticed that the alarm system was off. The group of
men circled the perimeter and started to make their way back to the
main housing area. Jacinta and I were hidden behind some trees as we
watched them head back. It had been a routine patrol!

A few moments later there was a sudden rush of noise behind us and
Jacinta yelped as an armed man wearing all black jumped out of the
shadows and grabbed her from behind covering her mouth to prevent her
from screaming.
The same happened to me a moment later from the other side. So sudden
had it happened that we both tried to fight back not realizing that
this force must be Masters.

We stopped struggling once Master strode forward and identified
himself. We recognized him and calmed down. Only then did the men let
go of us.

Master had a gleam in his eye as he came up to me.
"Report slave!" he ordered me.
"Master, the alarm has been shut off. There is a party in the harem
room. Sir Jon and Lucinda are entertaining the Japanese guests. There
are four of them."
He seemed pleased. I took a moment to glance around and noticed that
there must have been ten armed men with Master.
"We have the element of surprise. Do they suspect anything? Has anyone
seen you come here? Who else knows about you?"
"No one suspects Master. We escaped here unseen, although I did have
to sneak away from the party. Lucinda and Sir Jon might notice that I
have not come back."

"Only slave Jacinta and slave Mildred know anything of your plan."

Master smiled at me and held my chin as he looked directly into my
eyes.
"You did well, slave. I'm proud of you. I knew you could do it!"
My heart leapt from his high praise.

"Do you have the list?" He asked me.
I produced it and he took it and scanned the names.
Remembering my deal with Mildred I spoke.
"Master?"
He turned to me.
"In order to get these names I had to promise to beg you not to harm
the slaves who have shown you disloyalty. They are slaves and one
ruler over another to them can seem like freedom. Most of the names on
that list have come to regret Sir Jon's reign of terror since then. I
beg you Master, show them mercy."
He looked at me for a moment and tried to decide how to respond.
"I will take that into account slave. For now let's just worry about
securing the estate and dealing with Sir Jon and Lucinda!"
I had fulfilled my bargain with Mildred; it was all I could hope for
that Master would be lenient.

Master turned back and split the teams up in two different directions.
They were to go and pick off the estate guards before they attacked
the manor house. Jacinta and I followed Master and tried to stay close
to him.

We quickly came across the patrol that Jacinta and I had seen earlier.
They had placed their guns down next to a tree and were standing
around smoking. Our group snuck up and surrounded them and jumped out
of the shadows, subduing them before any of the guards knew what was
happening.

One of our men took out some tape and taped each of the guards hands
behind their back and also taped their mouths shut. Master turned to
him and told him to take them back to the shed. That was the most
secure location right now.

I wondered what would happen to them. Would Master execute them like
Sir Jon had when he took over?

I struggled to keep up with the group as we stayed in the shadows of
the protective foliage. We came across one other patrol before we made
it to the manor house. Master was able to capture them just like the
first patrol. The other group joined up with us while we waited for
Master to issue instructions.

The teams split up again, half went around back while Master and his
group headed for the front entrance. Master turned to us.
"Slave Jacinta, go back to the house slave quarters and tell them to
go into lock down. Let them know that Master has returned.

I looked at Master, awaiting my orders. He smiled. "You get to stick
with me." He said. I broke out into a big smile. I was scared, but I
was excited now. I knew that Master would not let any harm come to me.

Once inside the men broke out in all directions taking control of the
first floor. Once secured, we launched up the steps to the second
level. Still we were met with no opposition.

The third floor was where the harem was. The party presumably was
still in full effect. Master stood in front of the thick locked door
and knocked. Clara pulled back the peephole and gasped.
"Master?" she stuttered from behind the door.
He nodded. "Open up Clara, it's time for me to return home."
She unlocked the door and Master and the other armed men rushed into
the large harem room.

With a loud yell, the men rushed around the surprised guests pointing
their guns at the bewildered, half naked Japanese men. The women were
screaming in fear. In the middle of it all sat a dumbfounded Sir Jon.
His pants were around his ankles as he slowly pulled Gretchen off his
cock with a loud pop.

"You were dead!" He exclaimed to Master once he found his voice.

The armed men allowed the Japanese to get dressed and they ushered
them out of the room. The harem slaves all huddled together. Tears
were streaming down their eyes. As the men took the Japanese away,
Master pointed out harem slave Roxanne.
"Men! Take this slave with you, she has betrayed me."
Roxanne's eyes flew open. Her mouth dropped and she fluttered.
"I! I...no Master! No! I never betrayed you!" she ran to Master and flew
herself at his feet. Grasping his legs she groveled in fear.
"Please Master! I beg you!"
The men grabbed a hold of her and forcibly pulled her out of the room,
leaving the other shocked harem slaves, Master, two armed men and Sir
Jon in the room with me.

I scanned the room and discovered no Lucinda!
"Master! Where is Lucinda?"
He turned to me, looked around then turned to Sir Jon.
He shrugged.
"She was getting suspicious when you're little pet here never came
back. I guess she went out to look for her."

Master allowed Sir Jon to pull his pants up. He was defeated and he
knew it.
"Why?" Asked Master. Sir Jon just shrugged.
"I guess the little schemer Lucinda convinced me that we could do as
good a job as you did."
He smiled at Master.
"I guess not, huh?"
Master shook his head. All the years they had been together had now
ended in this moment.
"I'm trying to decide whether to just shoot you now or to torture you
like you had them do to me."
Sir Jon paled a little at those words. He had played his hand, gambled
with his life and had lost. He was at the mercy of Master, a man that
in the past had never shown mercy.
"Take him away with the rest of them." Master ordered the armed men.
Sir Jon was taped up and led away to be locked up. We were all alone
now.

Master looked around at his harem slaves, and then opened his arms for
them to come embrace him. They all rushed towards him and I watched as
they sobbed with joy and fear while holding and kissing him.

I was a little sad as my recent transgression and breaking of his
trust made me feel like I did not deserve to be apart of that human
embrace. Master looked over at me and smiled with his warm blue eyes.

"Calista, come here, join us."
Those words melted my heart as I ran to him and embraced him. All of
our bodies warmed us up with an intensity of love that I had never
felt before. He turned to me and kissed me.
"You have made me proud and have regained my trust. Do not break it
again."
I broke down in tears. As I tried to catch my breath I was able to
push out, "I...won't...Master...I'm so...sorry!"
He just kissed me again.

It was several minutes before I remembered that Lucinda was still
unaccounted for. Where could she be?

End chapter 11!

RE-ORG

After some time, Master pulled away from us and took me downstairs to
where the armed men had assembled. "Are we secure?" he asked one of
the men. The man nodded affirmative and Master went out to visit the
prisoners. I followed.

The prisoners had been assembled on the front lawn. The Japanese were
separated from the guards and Sir Jon. Master approached Mr. Sako
first.

"I trust you can find your way back home?" He asked Mr. Sako.
Mr. Sako looked at Master and tried to appraise him.
"Whatever deal you had with this man," he pointed to Sir Jon. "Was
between the two of you. I will not honor it."
Mr. Sako nodded.
"It seems that you have visited at a bad time. I will ask you to leave
now, and perhaps in the future, you and I can do business."
Mr. Sako nodded. Master made sure he never burnt bridges.

He had some of the armed men escort Mr. Sako and the Japanese to the
airfield where their plane was waiting.

Master gave the all clear for the lockdown and then called out for all
slaves to assemble on the front lawn. He then took me into the office
inside where we sat down for a few moments, while Master went over
some of the details of my time back here at the estate.

Once everyone was assembled, there was fear and excitement on all of
the slaves faces.
Murmurings were heard when they saw that Master was indeed still alive
and had returned.

He stood before us all.
"As you all can see, I am very much still alive. Sir Jon and Lucinda's
betrayal didn't quite work out the way they planned. Has anyone seen
Lucinda?"

No one answered. She was a ghost that had disappeared in the night.

Master continued.
"In the past, I would have killed all of the traitors without a second
thought. It would have been weak for me not to."
He turned to the prisoners.
"But I have other uses for them. I have found a buyer for these men.
It seems that there is a mine in Africa that is in need of strong
laborers. Somehow their workforce keeps dying on them. You guards who
sided with Sir Jon! I can promise you that you will never see the
light of day inside that mine for the rest of your life!"

A few of the guards dropped to their knees begging for mercy, but
Master just continued.

"Roxanne and the other slaves who cheered Sir Jon and Lucinda..."

Roxanne groaned in fear.

"I have decided to be merciful to you and demote you to kennel slaves.
Eventually you may earn back your status, that will be up to the other
slaves as they will watch you and decide."

Roxanne's face dropped but she knew she had gotten off easy. What she
couldn't realize is that the other slaves would not be as merciful as
Master was.

"Sir Jon!" Master continued.
"Sir Jon. My best friend, someone I had trusted. I am sorry that it's
come to this."

Sir Jon finally showed fear in his face. The moment of reckoning was
now.

"I have decided to merciful to you Sir Jon, I had my taste of torture
and it has changed me..."
Master swiftly took a pistol out and shot Sir Jon in the head.
We all gasped and screamed.
Sir Jon had a confused look on his face as blood spurted out of him
and he keeled over sideways and fell face down into the grass.

"Let this be a lesson you all of you!" Master shouted. Then he
dismissed everyone and I followed him into the Manor house.

We went into his office, where he started going through papers, trying
to figure out what had happened while he was away. I sat quietly on
one of the chairs watching him.
Finally he looked up, put the papers down and stared at me.

"Who are you?" He asked me.

"I am slave, Master. Your slave."

"And I am...?"
"You are my Master."

He smiled.
"Slave, I am going to give you another choice to make."
I was anxious. What was this?
"I am in need of a new partner to fill the role that Sir Jon used to
fill. That person has to have my absolute trust. That person needs to
have knowledge of the business. That person needs to be able to
represent me to others."

"In short, slave, I am offering you a job. I would be happy to keep
you as my harem slave, but I see more in you than that. You have
brains, and a sense about you that the others do not. You have proven
to me over and over that I can trust you and that you can think on
your own. You could be more valuable to me as a partner rather than
someone I fuck."

I held my breath. What was happening here?

"I have been looking for quite sometime for the right...person to settle
down with. I will need an heir. I need someone with good genes. I need
you. You are a greater asset to me standing next to me than lying on
you back for me."

Oh my Master! What was he saying? I was getting confused.

"Master? I am your slave, I don't think I could do what you ask of me,
I know nothing..."

He came to me and held me. Looking into my eyes, his blue eyes were
now warm.

"Trust your Master. I will teach you to be not just my slave, but so
much more. Do you trust me?"

I nodded. Tears started to flow from me. Was this love?

"Choose. You will be mine, but so much more. You will have a freedom,
but I know that your heart and soul, and your body will always belong
to me. What will it be?"

I hugged him.

"I choose you!" I sobbed.

He smiled and kissed me.
"No Calista...I chose you!"



This may seem like a good place to stop, but there is more to this
story, like obviously Lucinda, where did she go and will we hear from
her again? I promise that we will. Calista does have to be trained and
the Russians and the Japanese are still out there...

I want to thank everyone who read this and wrote me a word or two of
encouragement. There are few out there that contributed more than they
think. I thank you all and I have really enjoyed writing this part of
the story. I will be taking a break from it for a little while and
savor the calm before the storm so to speak! I have other stories that
I'm working on and hope you enjoy those as well, but I figured
everyone reading was looking forward to a conclusion to this story and
I wanted to at least give them a partial ending!



The End


If you liked this story drop me a line:
sirsemega@gmail.com
I'm always happy to hear from readers!

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