violentpatriot

Im alive. And I have four beautiful slave girls.

I have assigned the girls chores. Each day one girl will be in charge of cooking and drinks, another cleaning, one will share the responsibility of security and will rotate watch from either inside the house looking out through the massive second floor windows or by sitting on the equally impressive deck, the choice is theirs and the fourth girl will be the sexual slave to all members of the house and not just myself. I dont expect any of the girls to take advantage of the fifth girl, at least not yet, but I like the sexually submissive mindset it forced this girl into. Each day the girls will rotate responsibilities so that every day a new girl becomes the household sex slave. Today I assigned this duty to T.

Of all the girls T is the one I find sexually the most intriguing and for this reason I chose to make her the household sex slave first. I just wanted an excuse to use her, not that I needed one, for despite the daily chores, I reminded the girls that they all are always available to me. It is only the fourth girl who will be available for everyone.

It was Ts height, towering at 5-9", and yet the timidness in her face despite her overwhelming stature. T wasnt a big girl however, just a tall girl. She couldnt have weighed more then 135lbs despite how tall she was, her body incredibly tight, her stomach flat, and long, long, slender legs that I couldnt wait to thrust myself between. She had a cute button nose and a youthful, innocent face.

How old are you?

23.

Stand up straight. Put your hands by your side, palms facing me. I wanted to see all of her young naked body. Her waist was so narrow that I was able to completely wrap one arm around it as I pulled her towards me. I squeezed, taking her breath away, and she gasped and struggled. Her struggling aroused me and I laughed out loud.

Now on your knees. Even kneeling she was still amazingly tall. I stood before her and reached down to grab her breasts. They were plump and firm still belonging to this beauty barely out of her teens. My hands gently played with her nipples which hardened, reacting on their own, betraying her mind and her wish to flee. I inched closer, my groin and pelvis just inches from her face. My desire growing harder. My fingers brushed her brown shoulder length hair off over her ears and my touch caused her chest to heave with anxious breaths.
I gently reached down and took her hands in mine, then walked around her, and pushed her arms against her back pinning them there. I grabbed both arms in one hand and put pressure downwards, forcing her to straighten her back, her perfect breasts pushed upwards. Unable to control myself my other hand reached forward on its own and continued caressing her breasts.

It is her responsibility to always be ready for me I told her, but today, in this role, she is to not only submit to my every desire but to everyone in the house. Today is her day to be used I explained. Outside the world is dying. But here she was safe and alive. And all I asked in return was for her love. I moved back around her, gently lifted her chin towards me and softly kissed her. To my surprise she did not pull away or resist.

I stepped back across the room and verbally put her into various positions and poses each one exposing more of herself then the others. Her obedience surprised me. You are beautiful I said in wonderment. Walking back up to her as she stood in the last pose, legs spread, grasping her own ankles. I felt the smooth skin of her back, took my time letting my hands feel the softness of her skin on her long, slender legs, my hands moving gently from her ankles, pausing at her inner thighs, across her rounded buttocks and back down her other leg. Each time my hand lingered at her upper thigh I could feel the heat of her sex. Soon my fingers were grazing her lips with each pass, almost accidentally at first, but then slowly inserting the tips of two fingers into her ever widening passage.

T let out a soft moan, startling me, and arousing me even more. She was enjoying this. I put two fingers inside her deeply and massaged her g-spot. Her warmth and wetness completely engulfing my fingers. T started breathing heavier now, her eyes closed, pushing back gently against my fingers. She was lost in her own moment, somewhere else besides here, oblivious to her current situation, her loss, the horror of the world outside.

I spanked her hard, the noise of the slap echoing across the room. The pain brought T back and she gasped in surprise. Come over to the couch and I led her over and bent her over the back of the couch. I proceeded to spank her hard, her cheeks reddening, her cries increased with each blow. As her long legs began to tremble with the blows I suddenly stopped, kneeled between her length, and gently parted those soft pink lips.
I started licking, enjoying the taste and fragrance of the beauty of T. Out of view I could hear T cry quietly, until the sobs went quiet and the sounds were replaced by her deep breaths. Her body tensed up and her back arched upwards despite of herself. The muscles of her inner thigh started trembling.

I walked over to the leather chair, took my pants off, and sat down. My penis was painfully swollen and stood straight up statuesque. I had T walk over and kneel on the floor between my legs. My exposed penis in front of her face. I took my time looking at her as she tried to avoid what was right in front of her. I let the tension mount as she tried to avoid what I would inevitably force her to do next.

But not yet. Just your hands this time I told her and she seemed relieved. Without hesitation she reached towards me with both hands and started skillfully working my penis. This was not her first time doing this I laughed in my head. I couldnt think much else though as her hands stroked me to release. My penis was already painfully swollen and hard, aroused by Ts beauty, and her skill with a hard cock. It only took moments before I stiffened in a powerful orgasm, the first spurts of semen shooting over head and onto the floor well behind her, the rest landing on her hair, chest and hands. It took me a moment to recover.

I looked down at T and she had a mischievous look on her face. She looked as if she was proud but trying to hide it. I smiled down at her. She really was beautiful.

My semen is a gift. It is not to be wasted. Now lick your hands clean and swallow it all. I watched her lick her hands clean, then understanding and without needing further instruction, she gently wiped up the semen off her breasts and ate it.

And the floor I told her nodding at the spurts of cum on the floor. You cant use your hands. Lick it up.
T hesitated this time but I did not waiver as I stared back at her. She hesitantly crawled over and started licking my cum off the floor.

You are beautiful and amazing I told her as I kissed her forehead. Now go join the others and see if any of them would like your services today.