With that, he returned to his work. "Enjoy the rest of your day. And if you want, tomorrow at around 3 o'clock would work for us."
After cooling down and bathing together, the two girls went outside for some pleasurable relaxation. It was a warm, sunny day and Emily spread a blanket on the lawn before helping Jane to lie down. Jane's wrists were cuffed to a collar that Emily had placed on her after the bath and, therefore, it was awkward for her to lie down by herself. When Emily was done positioning Jane, she knelt over her face and then leaned down to taste her slavegirl. She smiled when she found Jane's sex already very wet and realized that Jane seemed to be in a constant state of high sexual arousal. Very quickly, Jane's tongue started lapping at Emily's sex and, for the next thirty minutes, the two girls urged each other to several orgasms apiece. Finally, an exhausted Emily rolled off of Jane and then rearranged herself to cuddle and kiss her slave. "Wow! I think we need another bath!"
"Mmmmm," was all that Jane could say as she nuzzled against Emily's neck.
"So tell me, pip," asked Emily after a lengthy amount of cuddling, "is this as horrible as you imagined?"
"Well, it's not exactly nice being chained up all the time, you know."
"I suppose not," replied Emily. "But it wouldn't be the same if you were totally free. This is supposed to be an exciting experience. A vacation from the stresses of life. Don't you feel freer now? Less inhibited? More alive?
Jane laughed. "Well running around naked all the time sure makes a person less inhibited. And it is kind of exciting in a strange way, but it's still pretty embarrassing."
"You must love that kind of humiliation then?" observed Emily but she worded it as a question.
"Why do you say that?" asked Jane.
Emily slid her hand down, letting her palm glide over the satiny skin of Jane's belly and then slipped a finger into Jane's sex. "This is why. You've been positively sopping the entire time you've been here."
"Oh," was Jane's only response as she felt her face blushing.
That night, Jane had difficulty falling asleep. Early on in her captivity, she had decided to go along with Emily and simply endure it and try to view this as the vacation that Emily had talked about. After all, she trusted Emily completely and it was only for a month. At least she hoped it was only for a month. Emily had talked about trying it for a month but Jane couldn't remember exactly what Emily had said and whether or not she could call it quits at the end of that month.
But what was troubling her most was the way she was changing and what she was feeling as time went on. Emily's glistening finger had provided proof that she was constantly aroused these days. Being a chained and naked slavegirl was highly erotic to her. And Emily had been right about it freeing her. She felt no obligations, responsibilities or concerns. She had to make no decisions and had no problems to solve. The lifestyle had it advantages and it was very healthy. She was well fed, she was exercised frequently and she was even pampered most of the time.
This created a huge problem in itself, however. She had always been ambitious and driven. How could she reconcile the ambitions with her newfound contentment at being a slavegirl? She wrestled with this conflict until sleep finally overtook her.
Chapter 5: A Change of Pace
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Em?" asked Jane as they were preparing to leave to visit the Hopewells.
"We were invited, pip," replied Emily as Jane acted the part of the handmaiden and dressed her mistress. "It wouldn't be polite to reject their offer. Besides, we don't have any plans for the rest of the day."
"I don't know. Somehow it just doesn't feel right."
Emily laughed. "You just are embarrassed about being displayed naked and I'm sure you're not looking forward to being raced around their track."
"Well that too," responded Jane. "But there's something else. I can't put my finger on it."
"Oh stop worrying," said Emily as she gave Jane a playful swat to her naked bottom. Jane just sighed and then knelt to fasten Emily's sandals to her feet. Emily had chosen to wear a white sundress, which nicely accented her tan. She had also elected to forgo any underwear, which Jane thought to be too daring, despite the fact that she knew she would be going naked.
The sundress also accented Emily's form. Over the past three weeks, Jane had grown to admire Emily's shape and proportions, and even to become aroused by her owner's body. The dress seemed to highlight, instead of hide, Emily's attributes. While the firm, high 36C breasts were not quite as large as Jane's, she thought they looked perfect on Emily and gave her a svelte and sleeker look than herself. Jane had always thought that she was too busty and would not have minded a smaller set of breasts. Emily's face was beautiful, with dark brown eyes that gave her a Mediterranean look. Her hair was a darker shade of brown than Jane's and had always been worn loose and flowing. She had begun, however, tying it into a ponytail since capturing Jane and now both girls wore their hair that way.
The dress was not tight, but it was tailored to show that Emily had a narrow waist which, combined with her flaring hips, gave her the classic hourglass figure that women always aspired to. In her early twenties, Emily had done some modeling, but gave it up because she didn't like the people with whom she had to associate. But her legs were still those of a fashion modeclass="underline" long and elegant.
"What should we have you wear today, little one?" Emily asked.
"Is that a trick question?" asked Jane sarcastically, which earned her another swat to her bottom.
"You know what I mean. Of course you will go naked. But how shall I decorate you?" she pondered. "I know just the thing!"
She went to the drawer that held Jane's entire wardrobe of chains, cuffs, collars and the like and returned carrying a few items. The first item that she put on Jane was a slender gold waist chain that rested seductively on the upper swells of Jane's hips. Then, she fastened a gold cuff to each wrist and gathered her captive's hands behind her back, latching the cuffs together before attaching them to the waist chain. Finally, Emily knelt and wrapped a wide leather strap around the top of Jane's right thigh and buckled it tightly, securing it in place.
A puzzled Jane looked down at the strap. It was black and was probably three or four inches wide, but seemed to serve no purpose whatsoever. "What's it for?" she asked.
"Beats me," replied Emily as she got back to her feet. "I just thought it would look exotic. Here, take a look." She turned Jane toward the full length mirror eliciting a gasp from Jane as she saw her reflection. The leather band may have served no purpose, but it did indeed look exotic and erotic and seemed to emphasize her status as a slavegirl.
Emily decided that they would walk to their destination since it was a beautiful day and they could cut through the woods and fields without being seen. She let Jane go unleashed, but carried a leash and collar in case she changed her mind later. After the brief walk, they emerged into the neighbor's yard to find the Hopewells relaxing in lawn chairs.
"Here come our guests," proclaimed Bob as he arose from his chair to greet the two girls. Meg also stood up and gave Emily a kiss on the cheek. "You look lovelier than normal," said Meg to Emily. "I'm so glad that you could make it. And I'm glad that you brought your new pet, also."
Jane bristled as she heard herself being referred to as a pet but bit her tongue to keep from getting herself into trouble. Then, as Meg moved to stand in front of her with her eyes roaming as if inspecting the slave, Jane felt her irritation turning into embarrassment and she instinctively cast her eyes downward.