I walked to the warehouse, passing by that god damn area that made my instincts flair. It was a constant reminder day after day that something was coming. It ate at me and made me question what I should be doing. Here I was acting like the slave trainer I was and coming to work in this warehouse. Each day I passed this spot that made me want to scream and run from this city. It was a constant reminder that I was reminded each day I came here.
"Mistress Sally, I do believe that I will be finished training the Centaur today or tomorrow. I really do believe that he is about to crack into the beast that the contract states fully." Jackie said, and I nodded as I opened the gate.
Jackie was silent as today I seemed to look deep in thought as I pushed through the entrances. We passed the office and were in the cells. I heard some snores this time, much to my surprise but shook it off. "I will be taking the Mother and son for the last training session before I complete the contract," I told Jackie, who nodded. "The other slaves you can use. let me know if you are about to break the Centaur." I ordered.
"Yes, Mistress, Sally, I will do as you say," Jackie replied, and I went to the cell with both the mother and son sitting apart from each other. Both looked a little ashamed and were looking away from each other. I looked in, feeling amused as they were actually not stained with semen or fluids from the other for the first time in a while. They both turned to me as I lightly taped the bars of their cell before unlocking it.
"Come with me," I told them flatly, and both got up. They followed my orders, and as I moved, I grabbed some food for them to eat. I realized that I was running low on rations for the slaves and that I should purchase some tomorrow before I got here. I moved down the hallway with the mother keeping her arms between her breasts. It was an interesting position, and they followed silently as we passed Jackie as she looked at the slaves.
As we walked by, I could tell that she was questioning herself who to use. It was interesting since I thought that she would have already decided last night whom to use. Then again, sometimes spontaneous decisions needed to be made, and it was good to think on the fly sometimes. I moved past her and told her, "Before you start, Give the slaves some extra portions today. It is better to increase their calories sometimes to keep them healthy."
"Yes, Mistress Sally," Jackie said and looked at me seriously, taking it to heart.
"Sick slaves are bad slaves and are less useful for both sex and labor. Remember taking care of them is in our own best interest." I finished, and I moved past her.
"I will remember this, Mistress Sally," Jackie said behind me as I took the mother and son into the training area, quickly passing into the main training area. I looked around, and it was a large area. I turned to look at the two slaves behind me.
"Eat," I said, putting food on one of the tables and walking over to the cabinets. Toys opened up to me, and I grinned, thinking of the day ahead. I turned to see both the mother and her son eating while sneaking peeks to look at me. They ate the rations, and I smiled as I planned what I was going to do with them today. The boy loved his mother way more than a son should, and the mother reciprocated. My plan to make the entertainment for the nobles for years to come was a success with the training completed. Today was for me to enjoy without breaking them. I felt anticipation in my blood, and I wanted to play with them.
For now, they were mine, but I would bring them to their master trained before the day was over. That put restraints on what I could do, and I frowned. It also meant that I couldn't bruise them, so I couldn't go too hard on them either. I turned to look at the two, and I said, "Today is your last day of training." I was serious, and they looked surprised at that, and I continued, "I have broken the walls between you two, and I have created mutual affection between you two. That means I have done my training, and I will be returning you to your owner." I told them casually. "What your owner does with you is none of my business. I am sure that your owner will be pleased."
Both looked at me, and I could see the anxiety behind their expressions. "The reason I trained you is so far instead of what just the orders that I got are so that you will be worth more together in the long run. Play with each other and enjoy each other's touch, but ultimately, your being together will be on the whim of your owner. Do both of you understand this?" I asked them.
Both were looking at me and replied, "Yes, Mistress Sally. We understand."
"Good," I replied, "Now, I want to have some fun with you two. Finish your food, and we will wash you up before we have some fun." I told them, and I saw the anxiety leave their faces. This was the life of a slave to always live at the whim of their owner. There was no way to decide your own route and no belongings as you were the belonging. If they wanted to stay together, they needed to please their owner and keep them happy.
I watched them eat as I planned for how to enjoy them for the day came to mind. I smirked, and I walked to grab things from storage. I quickly grabbed the things I wanted, and I was glad I kept them there. It would be an interesting day, and I wanted to wear the two of them out for delivery. I didn't want them going at it hard for the night right when I gave them to the client after all. It didn't matter much, but it was also my own selfishness. I was going to enjoy them before they left after all.
When I came back, they had almost finished the extra rations I gave them, and I smiled, "Go clean yourselves in the shower after you are finished. Also, you clean each other up, but neither of you better cum once. Otherwise, I will turn today from a nice day where I enjoy you into a punishment so that you remember your place before your new owner takes you."
The threat was open, and they both nodded. I didn't expect them to try, but the warning was needed in the end. They both went into the shower sufficiently cowed from my stern warning, and I moved with practiced ease setting up. It took a bit, and I looked at my setup with a smile. Both of them would have some fun, and I would get to hear their cries of ecstasy and pain. It would be wonderful, the only problem being that I cant mark them. I would have to control myself, and I couldn't use the tools I really wanted to use.
That was the problem with using someone else's property. You cant do what you like to them, and this noble wanted his goods in one piece. Not only that, but I wasn't sure that I would need to do a demonstration. But that didn't matter; I had trained these two not to make a scene but to play with each other how they wished to make it. I didn't need to tell them what to do. They did what they wanted to do to each other to bring out the best in them.
I shook my head and took off the unneeded things that I wore that would get in the way for fun. My pants and shirt left, and I was naked. I care that I was naked to start this little play. Neither of these two slaves got anything from me being dressed or naked. They were too in love with each other for my nakedness to affect them.
I pulled out my chair, and I waited. I knew it would take a little time, and I wondered if they were smart enough not to make me wait too long without orders.
My hopes were not bad as they came out not too long later with slightly damp hair on them. I noticed that the mother was wet, and it wasn't dripping down like water. Her son was at least three-quarters hard, and I could see a slightly pained expression from being blue balled by his mother. The boy was completely enamored with his mother, and as both noticed me sitting there waiting, they hurried over to me.
I sat with the rack on one side of me while I made the chair look like a throne just from sitting in it. I watched as they stood before me, their expressions a mix of anxiety and something else. "Acceptable," I said simply, and I pointed to the jar. "You will hop up onto this table," I said, looking at the boy. I then turned to his mother, and I smiled with genuine excitement, "You will use that to cover him head to toe in the gel completely." I said, looking at the mother. "Then he will do the same to you," I told them their orders, and both looked shocked.
They had seen me use that gel before, and it made them incredibly horny as it was the aphrodisiac that I used. Now I was telling them to coat every surface of their body with it, and I could see the fear in their eyes. "Oh, I almost forgot," I said suddenly since I wanted them to feel even more scared. "Put this on first," I picked up another jar I got from the anti-scar creme storage. Both blanched as their anxiety grew and their fear. They knew now that as long as I didn't go too far, I could even scar them, and it would heal. Their frightened expressions were delicious, and I felt myself moisten.
"M-Mistress?" The son spoke up, and I turned to him, "D-Did we do something wrong?" He asked.
My eyes narrowed, and I felt a bit of anger. I controlled myself, though, and held him with my gaze for a moment, and his face paled as I showed a little of the anger that had begun to boil underneath the surface. "Do you think you did?" I asked him, anger coloring my tone, and he stepped back, "I never said I was punishing you or rewarding you. You want to know what today is for you two?" I asked him, my anger more and more in the spotlight as I continued.
He shook his head, and I smiled, "Both of you are smart. I know that since you can clearly understand orders," I complimented, but my tone was dry, "Now you made me think you are stupid." I told him flatly. "Fine, you want to know, though. So today, I will teach you something about what your current life is. You two have been in this period of bliss where you have only seen each other. You are both so in love with each other; I barely even exist to the two of you. That is perfectly fine most of the time, but now you both need to remember something." I leaned back, and I looked at the two of them as they stood before me. "You are slaves," I told them simply. "I keep reminding you. It is self-evident that you are slaves as well. Both of you seemed to have understood this when I first brought you here. Now, I am starting to wonder if you remember that; since until the end of your lives, you will be one. You will follow the orders of your owners. You might not like them. You might even hate them. But you have no power here. You have nothing since you are property itself. Useful property, and you must remember that since your owner does. Now you are wondering if you did something wrong?" I asked him now, my tone questioning. "You have done nothing wrong up until the moment you asked me that question," My tone was flat hard and filled with anger. "But I am going to have my fun. You see, I enjoyed watching you two play with each other the last couple of days. I could give you to your owner right now and be done with you two at any moment. But I want to have my fun and play with you two before you leave my care. You are still subject to my whims, which are equivalent to God's whims." My voice turned flat, no longer filled with anger. "So get on the table. Spread that cream in the jar and get ready."
I stood, finally leaving the chair that was a throne just moments before. "I am about to have myself some fun!" I smiled, and the expression on both of them was delightful as they looked at me with fear. My pussy began to drip, and they shivered, looking at my expression.
"Yes, Mistress," The mother replied, and her son hopped up onto the table, and they began to spread the creme.