Jeff was up and preparing the barn, for what he knew would transform Annette and Mike, into Deb and her family's personal sluts. He dragged "The Trojan" to the middle of the barn, and broke a bale of new hay around one of the poles, Annette was tied to. Then he went down to the cellar to bring Mike up to the barn and tied him to the same post as Annette.
He fastened collars around both Mike's and Annette's necks and then attached leather bands around their wrists. He connected their wrist bands to the sides of their neck collars, prohibiting them from using their hands to touch and satisfy their own, or each others bodies. With their hands tied to their necks, he secured them to two separately posts, with 2 foot long heavy chains, attached to the back of their neck collars.
He placed on the ground before them, bowls of scrambled eggs. Laced in Annette's food was a especially heavy dose of aphrodisiac, Mike's bowl contained the same aphrodisiac along with a dose of salt peter. Annette's body would soon be consumed with an irresistible obsession for sex of any kind. Mike's body would crave the same, except his cock would never stay hard for more than a few minutes at a time. The salt peter would keep his thin cock soft while the aphrodisiac would drive him, as crazy as Annette, for sex.
The two dove into the bowls of food face first. After they had finished sloping down the eggs, Jeff picked up the empty bowls and went back to the farm house to have breakfast.
The kitchen was very busy with the women and girls cooking for themselves and the male slaves. The male slaves ate in the dining room while the women ate in the kitchen after the men had been served first. Jeff took his seat at the head of the table. The other men entered the dining room and sat with Jeff. Plates and bowels filled with food were placed on the table as close to Jeff as possible. Jeff helped himself and then passed the dish to the right. Before the remaining food was collected and taken back to the kitchen for the women to finish eating, Jeff added his own sex spice to each dish. The spice he added would keep the women eager to satisfy any of the men constantly. It insured that the women spent most of the day horny and eager do anything the men requested over and over again.
When Jeff was done he stood up. The men stopped eating and followed him to the living room where they sat and discussed recent problems concerning the farm and what needed to be done that day or week. The women finished eating and cleaning the kitchen, then joined the men in the living room. Entering the room, the women grabbed the nearest cock and instantly began sucking it and playing with their own cunts. Deb serviced two cocks, due to there being more men than women. She did this by sitting on her uncle's cock onto her mouth and slipping the black slave's cock in her mouth. All week long she had tried to get that black cock into her pussy or ass. But all week long someone had beaten her to the punch.
Leon was the busiest of all the slaves. Even little Anna had tried to get his huge mast into her tiny little cunt hole. Last night Deb had opened the bedroom door looking for Leon on his cock, only to find little Anna on his bed, straddling his powerful cock with her back toward his face. She looked up and stared at her mother as the door opened. The look of desperation on her daughter's face was just so precious that Deb walked over, put her face down between her daughter's cunt lips and licked Anna's cunt and clit to help make her slick with her saliva. With the front of Anna's pussy and Leon's cock wet and slippery, Deb pushed her daughter down, flat on the bead between Leon's legs and proceeded to lick a slurp Anna's ass and Leon's cock from the other side.
Then raising her daughter back up, Deb placed her hands on Anna's shoulders and slowly but firmly pushed down. Regardless of how Anna and Deb tried they could only get half of Leon's length into little Anna's cunt. Leon shot his load and Deb hugged and held her daughter through one of the most intensive orgasms Anna had ever had. However Leon was spent and regardless of how Deb and Anna licked and sucked, his cock refused to rise for the fifth time that day.
As soon as Jeff came inside Deb's cunt, he stood and asked for everyone's attention. "Today is the final training for your two sex sluts, Annette and Mike," Jeff said in the voice of a master. "You will all attend their training today. I have decided to let my new mistress, Deb, conduct the final breaking of the two slaves." Everyone looked at Deb who was just as shocked as the rest. "I will be present to watch and advise only. I expect all of you to follow her requests and help her as though the order had come from your master. Now, everyone to the barn."
"Master," Deb spoke to Jeff when the others had left. "I am not sure I can…"
"You will do as I command," Jeff spoke sternly. "I will be watching you closely, Mistress Deb. I would not like to think that I have chosen wrongly."
"No, Master, you have not, I will make you proud of me," Deb spoke as she bowed her head, turned and walked toward the barn to complete the training of Annette and her husband.
Deb walked past the van, stopped at the open back doors and grabbed a 2-foot long whip. As she approached the two slaves she swung the whip sending a loud sharp crack through the barn. In less than a second, silence screamed through the dust filled air, and everyone turned to see Mistress Deb walking toward them. Deb's voice charge the morning air and reverberated off the wooden rafters.
"Slut Annette!" Deb screamed, causing the entire body of the woman chained to the post to shake with fear. "How dare you sit in the presence of your mistress. Get that Farm Slut ass of yours off the ground before I peal your cunt lips off with this whip." Deb turned toward her husband Mike as Annette struggled to stand. "And you, you worthless piece of shit," Deb screamed as she raised the whip in her hand. "Stand when your mistress enters your presence."
Mike scrambled to stand, but as he rolled over to get to his knees, the whip cracked against the tight cheeks of his ass, sending him sprawling across the barn floor on his face. "Ahhh! Shit Deb! What the fuck did you do that for?" Mike screamed at his wife as he rolled onto his back to defend his ass for another strike.
"You will call me Mistress!" Deb shouted. "And you will stand in my presence!" The whip cracked once more against Mike's naked body. Mike rolled to a kneeling position and sprang to his feet. He placid cock hung straight down from his groin, its full 1/2-inch. Deb walked forward keeping her unblinking eyes piercing his, with the whip hanging at her side.
"This is what I had to put up with for 15-years!" Deb said as she grabbed Mike's dick and squeezed it in her fist. "15-years of taking this tiny cock, once a month, and pretending I was happy!" Deb shouted into Mike's face. "Why you couldn't even satisfy this slut here," pointing to Annette, "With your premature tiny cock!" Deb squeezed Mike's cock in her fist again causing Mike to double over in pain. "Stand up straight when I talk to you SLAVE!" Deb screamed as Mike tried to straighten himself.
His cock was throbbing in Deb's fist, surprisingly Deb felt it twitching and throbbing more and more each time she inflicted pain onto it. "So slave," Deb said as she squeezed again. "The pain excites you, does it?" Deb asked. "Look how it's made you throb! It's turning you on!"
Mike shook his head left and right trying to will his cock to shrivel up and pull away from his wife's hard fist. He knew that the pain had caused his cock to become extremely excited. But for some reason it refused to get hard. He stood there trying to deny to himself that the pain was responsible for the throbbing of his cock. As he shook his head in denial, he wished and hoped that Deb would squeeze him again.
She positioned Mike so that his back was against the pole and instructed both her son's to secure their father to the post at his neck, waist and legs. Mike was now bound securely to the post with his cock twitching and jumping up and down.
Deb walked up and slapped Mike's cock with her open hand. "You like this don't you?" she spoke and slapped it again before she backed away. Mike watched as his wife raised the whip turned toward him and brought it down catching just the tip his cock. "NO, please no, aaaagggggghhhhh!" Mike screamed as his cock jumped, twitched and swelled larger from the pain and a wide red stripe appeared across the top.
Deb walked back to her husband and stroked his red pulsing cock. "You'd love to cum right now wouldn't you?" Deb asked. "I'll bet if I let you go, you'd fuck that Annette slut in a second, wouldn't you?" Deb asked. "Wouldn't you?" Deb screamed forcing a response from her husband. She squeezed his cock again with all her strength and pulled it out from his body several inches.
"Yes! Yes," Mike said. "I'd fuck her!"
"The only problem is, can you get that limp dick hard enough to fuck the slut!" Deb said as she turned away and walked toward Annette who was struggling stand as she scissored her thighs against each other to move the ball across her demanding clit. "How about you, slut?" Deb asked Annette. "Do you want this slave to fuck you?"
"Yes, yes please, Mistress Deb!" Annette begged. "Stand with your legs spread wide, slut, so that I can inspect your readiness!"
Deb walked up and stood with her nose inches from Annette's face. The two women were almost identical in height and build. Both had beautiful curves, large breasts and perfect asses. The only thing that was different was their hair. Annette's hair was jet black while Deb's hair was a dark shade of blond.
Deb slid her hand down from Annette's breast, lightly touching her hardened nipple, and then into the gaping "V" between her legs. She rubbed her hand into and out of the woman's cunt, using light strokes starting from Annette's ass hole and ending at her ball covered clit. She pushed on the tiny ball and moved it left and right as she watched Annette close her eyes and moan with the sensations tingling through her body.
As Annette responded to Deb's caresses, Deb slid her hand slowly toward Annette's open cunt. When Deb's fingers were almost at Annette's cunt entrance, Annette drove her hips forward impatiently, trying to impale herself on as many fingers as she could.
Deb had been waiting and expected Annette's move. She quickly pushed her hand further into Annette's crotch, and jammed two fingers hard, up into her ass, until the palm of her hand covered the entrance to Annette's open cunt and her wrist pushed against the clit ball, hard.
Annette's body went into convulsions on Deb's fingers and hand. Her hips jerked on and off of the two digits inside her ass, jerking her hips forward, trying with each lunge forward to impale herself further and harder. She tugged at the attachments holding her hands to her neck collar, trying to bring her hands down to her crotch. She thought, "If only I could grab Deb's wrist and shove the fingers further into her spasming ass, I'm sure I could cum!"
As Annette's body jerked itself on the fingers between her thighs, Deb slowly pulled her arm from the front of Annette's crotch, leaving the woman gyrating against the cool morning air. Deb took the two fingers, coated with juices from Annette's ass and held them up to Annette's lips.
"Suck my fingers, Slut!" Deb ordered. Annette opened her eyes and looked down at the messy fingers and hesitated before opening her mouth slightly and touching the tip of her tongue onto the end of Deb's ass juice coated fingers.
Angry with Annette's delay of obedience, Deb reached with her left hand, around the back of Annette's head. Grabbing the slut's hair in her fist, Deb pushed Annette's head forward onto the slick coated fingers of her right hand. Deb rubbed her fingers around inside Annette's mouth, moving them in and out slightly, pressing them against the retreating tongue.
Deb jerked her fingers from Annette's open lips and wiped them on the woman's quaking breasts. She stepped back and turned toward the shaking Annette to speak.
"You ungrateful slut!" Deb screamed. "I give you the honor of receiving pleasure from the hand of your mistress and you hesitate to obey me?"
"Please, Mistress, I'm… I'm so sorry!" Annette almost sobbed out her apologize. "It, it won't happen again, I promise!" Annette's body was trembling. Her crotch screamed to be caressed and fondled again. Her own hands, helplessly bound to her neck collar strained at their bindings in an effort to attend her cunt's consuming sexual hunger. She stared at Deb's hand as her whole body shook from neglect. "Please, another chance. I'll do whatever you want, Mistress."
"How dare, a low life slut like you, even dreams of speaking directly to her mistress without permission!" Deb screamed as she walked back and stood in front of Slut Annette, their noses almost touching. "I want this slut gagged!" Deb ordered as she looked over at her oldest daughter Cathy.
Turning back to face the horrified Annette, Deb reached up with both hands, grabbed Annette's nipples and applied a small amount of pressure to each.
"From now on you will answer me with only the nod of your head," Deb instructed Annette in a low demanding voice. Cathy returned with the large ball gag and stood behind the shaking body of Annette. Deb nodded to her daughter to install the gag and returned her gaze to stare into Annette's watery eyes.
Cathy brought the ball gag over Annette's head and placed the large ball against Annette's partially open mouth. Deb watched as her oldest daughter slid her hands along the leather straps at each side of Annette's face and fed one end of the strap at the back of Annette's head, into the buckle. As she pulled the strap tighter, the large ball was pulled inward, forcing open Annette's jaw to its limit. The ball was too large to fit into a human mouth and 3/4 of it still protruded from Annette's face.
As Cathy was tugging on the strap at the back of Annette's head, Deb was slowly increasing the pressure on Annette's nipples. Annette's body was starting to jump and jerk from the increasing pain inflicted on her nipples. Her eyes squeezed shut trying to hold back her tears. She shuffled her body weight back and forth from her left foot to her right trying to contain her scream.
"You know your problem Slut Annette?" Deb spoke softly inches from Annette's face, "You don't believe you're a Farm Slut, do you?" Deb asked. "Answer me slut!" Deb screamed.
Annette opened her watery eyes and stared back into her mistress'. Slowly with all the strength she could summon she shook her head "NO!"
Deb pinched Annette's nipples as hard as she could and watched the contortions of pain cycle on Annette's face. Finally Annette nipples could take no more, and a rolling guttural moan of pain rolled from deep within her chest and issued out around the ball gag in one loud high-pitched howl.
Deb released her hold on Annette's nipples but stood nose to nose with the still shaking, sobbing woman.
Annette couldn't understand why her nipples still burned now that they had been released. As first the pain in both nipples had stopped instantly when her mistress had released them. Then as the blood started to flow back through them, it was as if the pinching had started all over again.
"Well, Farm Slut," Deb began as she turned, walked a few feet, then turned back to face Annette, "I'll give you taste of what a Farm Slut's life is like. Who knows, you may find you like it!"
Deb turned her head toward the large black slave and said, "Leon, tie the slave with her back to the middle post," Deb instructed.
The black slave stepped over to the nearest stall and grabbed a coil of rope from the top rail. Slipping his right arm through the center of the coiled rope, he pushed it up onto his right shoulder and walked toward Annette. His cock stuck straight out from his groin and bounced as he walked with the rope until he stood in front of Farm Slut, Annette.
As Leon took a step forward, his stiff cock pushed easily between the juicy, wet thighs of his former master. With the rope on his shoulder he grabbed Annette's upper arms and walked her backward toward the post.
Annette inhaled sharply as she felt the slave's massive cock sliding between her legs. Her hips involuntarily moved forward and back, eager to slide along its 10-inch length. She pushed her breasts against the black slave's massive chest and moved her upper body left and right, rubbing her breasts and nipples against his skin. She resisted slightly, the slave's insistent backward pressure, until her first step moved the clit ball across her pulsing button.
The probing of the warm cock between her spread cunt lips and the ball rubbing against her tender clit, exhausted any resistance Annette had tried to summon. She never felt her back, knock against the wooden post, nor did she remember the slave wrapping the rope around her waist several times. She might as well have been in another barn in another state.
For when the slave finally stepped back pulling his stiff cock out from between her drooling legs, she tried to take a step forward to go with him. Shocked, she stood as the slave continued to wrap the rope around her chest, making sure to squeeze her breasts between several wrappings before he tied the loose ends at her side.
Deb walked forward and examined the ropes running above and below Annette's slightly squeezed breasts. She grabbed the nipples and pulled the outward, elongating the squeezed breasts of the bound Annette.
Leon returned with the spreader bar and squatting down, he strapped one end to Annette's left ankle. Lifting the leg he had attached to the end of the spreader bar, Leon moved it 18-inches outward. Turning to the right ankle Leon lifted it and moved it to the outside and attached the other end of the bar to Annette's left ankle.
Releasing the coupling in the middle of the spreader bar, Leon pushed both halves further apart. Annette shuffled to maintain her balance as her feet were spread apart below her. While her ankles moved farther apart, her body slid downward, her back rubbing against the smooth pole while the ropes around her breasts pulled and squeezed her breasts hard. Leon tightened the coupling, locking the spreader bar at its full 4 foot extension.
Annette half hung, half stood, bound to the pole at her back. With her feet held wide apart, she watched the slave kneeling below her, as he locked the steel spreader bar, forcing her feet to remain spread. As she looked down on the top of his head, all she could think about, was moving her crotch onto bald black head and rubbing her cunt around in circles. The ropes tightening around her breasts only served to heighten her cravings for sex.
She could feel and hear her body and mind demanding fulfillment. She couldn't believe how horny she had become. She felt as though her dripping wet crotch would explode it she didn't get sex right away. Somehow, she knew she had to fight these cravings. She was not a Farm Slut and she would prove that she wasn't. She would control the irritable hunger coursing through her body and show all of them. She closed her eyes and shook her head trying to clear her thoughts. When she opened her eyes again, Leon was gone. There was nothing close to her body, nothing between her greedy legs and the frustrating awareness hit her, that she had missed an incredible opportunity for pleasure.
Annette closed her eyes, enraged with herself for not acting when she had the chance. In her mind she rationalized that her sexual desires had no bearing on whether she was a slut or not. After all, what could be slutty about having, or wanting sex? Sex was natural! In her mind she saw the top of Leon's head between her legs. She saw herself spreading her legs and lowering her cunt onto it.
"Oh yes! That feels so good!" Annette thought to herself as a flash of electric pleasure shot through the outstretched lips of her pussy. She saw the top of the head in her crotch, push itself further between her legs. "Oh yes! Yes!" she thought as a second wave of extreme pleasure filled her cunt. In and out the head moved between her spread legs and cunt lips, and the pleasure with each movement seemed so real to her tortured sanity.
Annette started moaning as her mind swam, with the image of her crotch humping the smooth, slick, wet head she pictured between her legs. With each dream filled delirium, the head pressed harder up, into her crotch, while her body tingled with bizarre self excitement. The feelings continued to grow stronger and stronger. She felt her crotch and thighs splash with the dripping wet juices from her cunt. She heard the slurp of her drenched cunt against the smooth skin of the head. The feeling seem to grow, never stopping, never letting up.
"Oh, yes!" she thought, "Please don't stop! Don't move!" Her mind swirled with the fantasy as her head rolled in a circle from the unrelenting pleasure. Then, without warning, the pleasure stopped. The image in her mind continued for a few moments, as her body searched for the missing sensations, until they too died away.