Denise finally released the collar. She lifted Angela's breasts in her hands and then let them fall. She gave each one a spank and then returned to her chair. "Continue with your story."
"Yes, Mistress," Angela responded. She had no idea at all why this woman was behaving the way she was. Her breasts stung from the harsh slaps but she went on with her tale. She altered some of the facts, however, to protect herself and others. In the story, Cedric became Charles. Instead of a slaver, he was a merchant, which in a way he was. It's just that his merchandise was beautiful girls. Angela was a sub instead of a slave although she said that she assumed the role of a slave when she was with him. And he lived in Florida instead of on the island.
"So my little slut enjoys being a slave?" Denise mused. "Is he the one who keeps your pussy bare?"
"Yes, Mistress," she said. Actually he had one of the other slaves shave her but there was no reason to get into that.
"And is that collar you are wearing his?" Denise asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Angela replied.
"That seems like a bit more than play acting at slavery," Denise said. "That seems pretty permanent." The woman stood up and started to move around the naked form. Angela chose to remain silent.
"Nice tits," she commented as she smacked one again and watched as it bounced back into position.
"Nice pussy," she said as she stabbed a finger into Angela's sex, eliciting a gasp from the nude woman. "You must like the way I'm treating you. You're already wet." Angela chose again to remain silent.
"And nice ass too," Denise commented as she stood to the side, looking at Angela in profile. She swung her arm and spanked one of the perfect bottom cheeks, causing Angela to gasp again. Then she moved directly behind Angela and raised her eyebrows when she saw the ornate C on Angela's ass.
"How do you explain this?" Denise asked as she traced the C with her finger. Angela shuddered as she felt the digit move along her mark.
"He branded me, Mistress," she replied.
"That's more than a bit extreme," said Denise as she spanked the marked bottom cheek. "I think you must like being a slave. Otherwise, you wouldn't have allowed something like this. But that's a good thing for me that you like being a slave. I can help you with that side of your personality."
Angela didn't know what to say. So she said nothing.
"Well, I'm going to give you an opportunity for all of the slavery your little pussy could want. You are going to be my little slave girl from now on. You will report to me every weekend; and any other time that I summon you. Your ass belongs to me now."
That was it, thought Angela. That was the final straw. She decided then and there that she would catch the first flight back to the island on Monday. She would become a full-time, permanent slave of Cedric's. If John wanted to be with her, he could come to the island any time he wanted. But she could no longer live in this topsy-turvy world of her former life.
"Yes, Mistress," was all that she said in response.