Bob and Emily continued their passionate coupling, occasionally glancing over at Meg and Jane. Meg had lowered her head and was moving from one nipple to the other, sucking them into her mouth, nibbling on them, and then stretching them away from Jane's chest only to let her teeth graze along them as they slowly slid from between her lips. Meg's hand was between Jane's legs with three fingers thrust inside the girl and her thumb moving furiously back and forth across the swollen clit. Jane had her head thrown back with her eyes closed and was simply making unintelligible sounds.
All three of them climaxed almost simultaneously and the air was filled with moans and whimpers. Bob collapsed on top of Emily and she hugged him, wrapping her arms around him to hold him in place and to keep his cock lodged inside of her. Meg had to hold Jane up to keep her from toppling forward but finally managed to lay her down on her side. Then, Meg laid down in front of her, kissing the girl and licking her own juices from Jane's lips.
"Well, that was fun," Emily told Jane as she led her slave back toward home later in the day. "Wasn't it?"
"It was sure different," observed Jane. "They must have a very different kind of relationship."
"I think they're just a very open couple," said Emily. "I really like them both. And it was sure nice to get fucked. I was about to start crawling the walls. Maybe I should get us a strap-on to play with."
Jane just shook her head as she listened to her sex-crazed owner. That evening, the phone rang and it was Meg. She chatted with Emily for a long time before Emily hung up the phone and plopped down on the couch beside Jane. "We've been invited back tomorrow afternoon. It seems they had as much fun as we did. We'll go swimming if it's nice."
"What else did you talk about?" asked Jane.
"You mostly," was the reply. "They seem to be quite taken by you."
"That's nice. As long as I'm not taken by them. Being taken by one person is quite enough for me, thank you," said Jane.
Emily laughed at Jane's play on words and gave her slave a hug. "You can be so cute! As a matter of fact, she did happen to mention that they were thinking about getting back into slave ownership and asked me to consider selling you to them."
"You wouldn't!" gasped Jane.
"I told them I'd think about it," responded Emily before breaking out laughing. "Of course I wouldn't sell you to them, silly. If you're going to remain in slavery, you will be my slave." Jane nodded warily.
Chapter 6: Baiting the Hook
"Only a few more days until it will be a month," said Emily as she laced up her running shoes. She planned on taking Jane for her run and they would end up at the Hopewell's. "What do you think we should do at the end?"
Jane sighed. She knew this question would come up and wasn't quite sure how she would answer it. "I don't know," she finally replied, honestly. "You were right that it was exciting. I can't remember anything every being so exciting. And you were right about the feeling of freedom from not having decisions and responsibilities."
"You have been the perfect slavegirl," smiled Emily as she straightened up and kissed Jane.
"But it just doesn't feel right to commit to slavery. I should be thinking of career and family and children. I have my whole life ahead of me. It doesn't seem right that I should spend it like this." She emphasized her point by lifting and then dropping her arms causing her chains to rattle. For the run, Emily had placed a heavier chain around the slavegirl's waist with a chain that ran from each side of her to her cuffs. This allowed her to move her arms while running but she could only raise her hands as high as her breasts. "Besides, it's totally unfair to ask me that. Nobody should ever be asked if they want to be a slave."
Emily chuckled as she placed her hands over Jane's breasts and kissed her again. "You're right. Maybe I should make the decision myself."
"Hey!" protested Jane. "That's not what I meant!"
"I know what you meant," laughed Emily. Let's not worry about it. We still have a few days to decide."
They found the Hopewells already in the pool when they arrived and were invited to join in. Emily quickly peeled out of her clothes and was getting ready to jump in when Jane shouted. "Hey! Do you want me to drown?"
"Sorry," said Emily. "I guess I'm still not used to owning you." The Hopewell's chuckled as Emily went over to Jane and produced her key. After Emily removed the chains, Jane was left wearing only the cuffs around her wrists and she realized that this was the first time in almost a month that she had not been bound like a prisoner. But her reflection on this was cut short when Emily gave her a shove and toppled her into the water. Then, Emily dove in and swam underwater, emerging in front of Meg and kissing her hostess.
"Thank you for inviting me, Ma'am. The water feels divine."
Meg wrapped her arms around Emily's neck and drew her into a passionate kiss. "You're welcome. You make this place even more divine."
In the meantime, Bob swam up behind Jane. He wrapped his arms around her and grasped her breasts, using them as handles to pull her to him. He adjusted her up and down a bit until her sex was poised just above his cock and then slid easily into her. "Amazing! Even after a run, she's wet!"
Jane opened her eyes wide at the unexpected intrusion and then blushed as she heard Bob's comment. But she welcomed being filled by his cock. And this started her mind churning. A month ago, she would never have considered swimming naked in a neighbor's pool and would have slapped someone who tried to have sex with her without asking her first. In fact, she might have even had them charged with attempted rape.
Now, however, she was accepting and even welcoming of this kind of treatment. Things had truly changed for her and she started to think that maybe she should remain as Emily's slave. She certainly had adapted well to her captivity. And she had to admit that she found many aspects of it appealing. As she had told Emily, it was very, very exciting. And there was no way of hiding that from anyone. Her wet sex and rock-hard nipples were ample evidence. And the sexual flush that frequently spread across her cheeks and chest also gave it away.
Also, she had never in her life experienced so many orgasms. It was like a non-stop ride of erotic thrills. While she had always enjoyed sex, she never remembered craving it like she did these days. And she could feel another orgasm quickly approaching. But just as she was about to reach the crest, Bob slid out of her causing her to groan.
"Just a taste for now!" he chuckled. "There'll be plenty of time for more of that later."
"Hey you two!" shouted Meg from across the pool. "Stop horsing around. I thought we were going to show these two some pony things, Bob."
"Yes Mistress," replied Bob in an exaggerated tone, bordering on sarcasm. All four naked people laughed and then climbed out of the pool to towel each other dry. Jane actually hugged herself, reveling in her freedom of movement. Then the foursome headed across the lawn, led by a naked Megan with an equally naked Emily beside her.
"Were you ever a slave yourself?" Meg asked.
"No, never," replied Emily.
"How did you get involved in all of this then?" How did you learn what you need to know in order to own another?"
"Don't know really. Books, internet, dreams, fantasy. And a lot of experimentation once I took Jane."
"Well, you've done wonderfully. Especially given your inexperience," praised Meg. "Of course, there's nothing quite like first hand experience. Starting at the bottom, so to speak." Bob started to get the gist of the conversation and started to slow down Jane so that she did not overhear the discussion by wrapping his arm around her waist and gripping the chain that she wore.