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Davinia concludes!
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WARNING!  This story is only for adults over the age of 18 and
contains Strong Sexual Content.  It is intended as a work of
fiction for ADULTS only, and the author not in any way condone
similar behavior.
If you are under the age of 18 or reside in a state, nation, or
planet that prohibits such behavior, stop reading immediately!!!

"Davinia 1: The Price of Oil" CH07 PT2 Epilogue

By sfmaster@att.net
 
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Davinia 1: The Price of Oil CH07 PT2 Epilogue

It was two weeks after Davinia and Sir Ian had visited the
mansion of Adam Nsonga.  Sir Ian had made certain that Davinia
see a doctor, and that there was no damage to her rear entrance.


She had been given a salve to use on her inflamed tissues; and
Sir Ian had used only her mouth and sex for his pleasure. 
Besides, of course, the whip.

It was obvious that change was afoot.  Sir Ian always seemed to
be called away by Lady Samantha for one issue for another.  Once,
she had even entered the Day Room carrying a cell phone!

Davinia had fantasized about grabbing the phone and calling for
help; but she had done nothing of the kind.  Instead she had sat
naked on the floor, wishing that her collar had been locked to
something, so that she never even had the opportunity to think
such thoughts.

Finally, one day Yvette brought her to the Day Room.  Much to her
surprise, she wasn't gagged, nor were her hands locked behind her
back, nor blindfolded, nor led by a chain!  Davinia walked behind
Yvette, who guided her to the Day Room   where her descent into
slavery had begun!

In the Day Room was the doctor who had treated her bottom and Sir
Ian   and a human sized coffin!

"Master?"  Davinia asked.

"It's time, Davinia.  Your bottom has healed, and I have to get
back to Europe and run my company."

"Master, take me with you?" Davinia plead, "You must have
facilities in Europe where you keep slaves.  Make me one of
them?"

"That's true, Davinia.  But your training is incomplete.  As Lady
Samantha has shown you, you must next become a Pony Girl."

"Please Master?  I'll be your most loyal and obedient slave,"
said Davinia.

"I'm sure that you will be.  But first you must become a Pony
Girl."

"Yes, Master," Davinia replied, crestfallen.

"I'm sure you'll do very well.  The sheik is a good friend of
mine, and I've even given orders that your bottom is not to be
used.  I won't forget you, and I'll be monitoring your progress
every step of the way."

"Thank you, Master," said Davinia.

The lid was opened, to reveal straps to hold her in place, along
with breathing equipment.  Davinia did not need to be told or
forced, but entered the coffin of her own accord.  Sir Ian
himself strapped her in the coffin, and the doctor swabbed her
arm, and injected her with a syringe!

"Good night, Davinia.  Sweet Dreams!" was the last thing that
Davinia heard before she fell into a dark and dreamless sleep.

Davinia fleetingly wondered what had become of Erin and Lady
Samantha   would she ever see them again? 

THE END of "Davinia 1: The Price of Oil"

Davinia will return in "Davinia 2: Pony Girls and Petroleum"  


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