Faith remained cuffed but at least she was out of that stall. Jane led her naked across the yard and into the house. The twins were sitting at the kitchen table, grinning as they entered the house.
"Isn't she just perfect, Mama?" asked Cinny.
"Yes, dear," replied Jane. "She's perfect in every way. But she is through being a pony for awhile."
"Oh," said Linny with a frown on her face. "But we're going to keep her, aren't we?"
"For a little bit longer, yes," said Jane. That news brightened the faces of both girls. Jane continued leading her charge deeper into the house and up the stairs until they got to the master bedroom. "I think we could both use a bath right now."
Faith had not seen a bathtub in a week and a half and was dying for a bath. "That would be lovely."
Jane turned to her and placed her hands on her niece's shoulders as she looked her in the eyes. "Listen, Faith. It was not my idea to turn you into a slavegirl and I never would have done something like that to family. But what's done is done."
Faith listened with wide eyes and her heart seemed to pound faster with each word spoken. What did her aunt me by ‘what's done is done'? Was she going to keep her forever?
"We can't unring the bell. You were captured and enslaved. But I promise that you will be released at the end of the summer. Until then, you will belong to me. I will let the twins play with you but you are my property. Do you understand?"
"No, not really, Aunt Jane," replied Faith. "Why won't you let me go now?"
"For two reasons," Jane said. "First, you have entered a world that you don't fully understand yet. It would not be fair to you to let you go before you know enough to like it or dislike it. You did not choose the world. The world chose you. But I feel it is my responsibility to help you learn it." Faith remained silent.
"The second reason is a selfish one. You are so beautiful that I can't help but want to own you. I may not be able to keep you forever, but at least I will own you for a little while to be able to enjoy you."
"You may find that you like it and want to continue. The life of a slavegirl can be very erotic and satisfying. You get to explore all kinds of new things without the responsibility of making any decisions. All of your decisions will be made for you. And because you aren't deciding, there can't be any guilt."
"You may find that you like the lifestyle but don't want to be a bottom or submissive. That would be worth learning too. And if you turn out to be a mistress, then your time as a slavegirl will be very valuable to you. Or you may conclude that you want no part of the domination and submission lifestyle. That would be worth learning too but at least it will be an educated decision."
"Now," continued Jane, "will you agree to be my slavegirl for the remainder of the summer?"
Faith's head was spinning at this point. "Aunt Jane, are you asking me to voluntarily give up my freedom?"
Jane smiled and leaned forward, kissing Faith on the lips. "You have already lost your freedom, little one. I am offering to give you a little bit more right now and then return all of your freedom at the end of the summer."
"What will I have to do?" asked Faith.
"Whatever I choose," responded Jane as she brushed her lips back and forth across Faith's.
"Will I be kept naked?"
"Yes, you will. I love your body and want to be able to enjoy it."
"Will I be chained?"
"That's up to you, love," replied Jane. "If you agree to be my slavegirl, then I see no need to keep you constantly bound. You would just have to promise not to run away."
"Will there be sex?"
Jane laughed and flicked the tip of Faith's nose with her tongue. "Of course there will be. This is a very sexual lifestyle and I can't wait to help you explore it."
"What else will there be?" asked Faith. With each of her aunt's answers, Faith's initial reaction was ‘no way!' But then she would think more about it and rationalize that it would not be so bad. She was probably just making excuses at this point. She had already been naked this long. She could last longer. She would be bound but not as often. That was actually an improvement. And she had already had sex with the twins. She was surprised that she liked it so much but she did. While she hadn't had sex with her aunt yet, she assumed that it would be as nice and maybe even nicer since Aunt Jane was more experienced.
"Anything I choose," replied Jane.
"Can you give me some examples?" asked Faith.
"I could, but I won't," responded Jane. She reached out and wrapped her arms around her naked niece, hugging Faith to her. "It would spoil the excitement and fun of the game."
"This is a game?"
"It's a game between you and me," she said. "You aren't going to be my permanent slave so just think of it as a game in which you have a role for the time being. It's not a game for many people. They are very serious about it. But for us, it's going to be fun."
"Okay, Aunt Jane. I'll be your slavegirl."
Jane smiled again and gave Faith a squeeze. "Good girl. Now let's get those cuffs off of you and you can bathe me."
Chapter 12
Jane moved Faith along slowly. She did not want to scare away her new charge or make her regret her decision. She felt that the twins had been too aggressive with the girl and moved too quick, although, in a way, she was thankful for them doing that. It opened the door to her owning Faith.
The twins were allowed to play with Faith and they usually harnessed her up and treated her as a pony. Jane too liked ponygirls but only as an occasional amusement. A full time ponygirl would go out of her mind with the boredom of trying to be like a pony. The twins were allowed to use the riding crop in guiding their pony but were otherwise prohibited from punishing her.
Faith no longer slept in the stall. She was now a nightly fixture in Jane's bed. And Faith had overcome any uneasiness she had about lesbian sex. She now readily licked all three pussies and she did so because she wanted to; not out of fear of punishment. She especially liked having sex with her aunt. The twins were nice but they were so inexperienced and unrefined. It was much more like an athletic event than an intimate act. With Jane, however, it was tender love making. Even though she was still treated like a slave by her aunt, she felt like a most prized possession.
Jane did inflict pain on her from time to time but she always seemed to do it in a loving and erotic way. Nipple clamps, whips, paddles, floggers and crops were all introduced to her body. Hot wax, electricity and ice also became occasional instruments of torture. But it was always a delicate and erotic torture. There was almost always some kind of bondage and sometimes she was even blindfolded. Her aunt would apply the pain but would stimulate her at the same time. She always had at least one earth shattering orgasm during each session and actually started looking forward to her sessions.
Jane also started to introduce a little bit of humiliation. At first, it was mild. One day, she was sent down to the road naked to fetch the mail. That had been embarrassing but it was also exhilarating. Over time, Jane increased the level of humiliation as she thought Faith could deal with it until, one day, Faith thought she would die of embarrassment.
"She's lovely," Faith heard the voice declare. She cringed as she recognized the voice. She was kneeling naked in the living room with her hands bound behind her back and was wearing a blindfold. The new voice was that of her Aunt Ann, her mother's other sister.
"Yes," replied Jane. "She's my pride and joy." Faith remained silent but felt her face turn crimson with shame at being so exposed to yet another family member.