The usual disclaimers apply: The following story is fiction, any similiarities to people living or dead is a coincidence. Anybody under 18 shouldn't be reading this. etc...
(NOTE: I decided it was time for a sequel to "Aprils enslavement" . One of my better stories according to the emails I get. Enjoy!)
She looked up to see who had entered her bedroom. It was him! It was her master! He had been gone for so long! She got out of bed and started to run toward him. He was getting closer, and, oh joy! He was smiling at her!
April woke with a start. She immediately looked at her bedroom door. Nobody there, no master, nobody. It had been just another dream. She let out a sad sigh and lay back down in the bed. She looked at the clock next to her bed. It was close to noon, good time as any to get up. She made her bed, and then went to go get the cleaning supplies. Every day April would dust and clean and, if they were low on supplies she would go to town and buy groceries with some of the money that master had left for her. There was enough money to maintain the upkeep of the place and to take care of all of them for the rest of their lives, but April was not happy. When her master had left, he said he would only be gone for one week. One week had passed and he had not returned, another week passed, then another, then another, then another... So far, 54 weeks had passed, and April still waited for her master to return.
April took the cleaning supplies out of one of the closets and began her daily work of scrubbing and dusting and cleaning. Because of her sole efforts, masters mansion looked just as beautiful as it had when he left. She was proud of her ability to keep masters home in such good shape. The other girls didn't help her. They had lost much of their discipline and loyalty over the past several months. They didn't even really remember who their master was anymore. They now more or less thought of April as their master. April was no master. She was only a slave. She rarely gave them any orders. When it came to cleaning the house, she did all the work herself. Master had ordered her to clean the house every day while he was away, and she did exactly that. After that was done she had the rest of the day to herself. She usually spent it with the other girls or she would take long solitary walks by herself in the woods that bordered her masters property. After she finished her cleaning for the day, she decided to treat herself to a dip in the heated pool in masters bath house. The bath house had a clear skylight over a large heated swimming pool. Master had built it as a seperate building. If it was too cold outside, the bath house could be accessed by the heated underground passage rather then going outside. At night April would relax in the heated pool and look up at the snow falling. She would remember back to the first time her master had brought her here. "Look, it's snowing again." she remembered him saying. It was in fact snowing again. A light snow, the weatherman had said the area would get a light dusting of snow. The snowflakes stuck to the warm glass of the skylight and melted off. In the summer, she would look at the stars twinkling in the sky, or the clouds if it was raining. In the winter she watched the snow falling. Sitting there in that warm water watching the sky outside made her loneliness subside, if only somewhat. She had many plesant memories of sitting next to her master, watching the sky while relaxing in the warm water In the bath house she could find some shelter in memories of the past.
She got out of the pool and turned the heating elements off. She went over to one of the walls and placed her hand on a blank panel. A section of wall opened up to reveal the steps leading to the underground passage. She remembered him carrying her down this tunnel shortly before he left. She had had a hard day and had been so tired. He carried her all the way to the bedroom where she peacefully slept. There was no one to carry her now. She descended the steps and walked down the tunnel. She emerged in the rec room. The room where masters guests played games such as billiards and darts. There was also exercise equipment in here. April used it often to keep herself in good shape. Her master had liked watching her exercise. When she exercised now she could imagine him standing a few feet away, admiring her body. The other slaves kept in good shape as well. They used the exercise room often, but never when April was exercising. It was an unwritten rule that nobody was to bother April when she was exercising. She only wanted her absentee master to admire her body. However, she would play raquet ball with the other girls. There were two glass walled rooms for playing raquet ball in. She had become pretty good at it. She hardly ever lost a match. The other girls were pretty good at it as well, but she was better. She left the rec room and headed to one of the TV rooms. This room, as the name implied, contained a large television. She stayed up till sometimes as late as 1 or 2 AM watching TV before she decided to go to bed. She liked movies that featured women in bondage, or women taking orders from their masters. She would imagine herself, tied up and gagged while her master relentlessly fucked her in the ass. It would make her aroused and she would find her fingers making their way towards her pussy. Sometimes she slept with a dildo or two buried inside her.
Life had pretty much fallen into the same routine for April. The mononaty broken only when she had to visit town to purchase supplies. Tomorrow she would have to go into town to buy groceries for the week. She liked going into town. There was usually something going on there that was interesting to see. There was a mini mall there that she liked to go into. She never bought anything from there though. What would her master think of her if she spent his money on frivolous items. When he came back, whenever that might be, he would probably count the money she had spent. She wanted him to know that she was honest and would never waste his money on things she and the girls didn't need. April drifted off to sleep around 1 AM, a dildo comfortly buried in her pussy.
April got out of bed. There was a white light glowing at the door to her bedroom. She opened the door. The hallway was an intense shade of white. Her master was coming down the hallway. The light seemed to be coming from him. She was so happy to see him! She ran towards him, but as she got close his face started to melt away revealing his skull. April stopped dead in her tracks. He reached out towards her. he appeared to be trying to speak, but all that came from him were hissing sounds...
April woke with a start, covered in cold sweat. She looked over at the door. No light...no master...It had been another dream. Every night for the past several months she had been dreaming about her master. Some dreams were plesant, others were sad, and some were sheer nightmares. Some mornings she would wake up contented, other mornings she would wake up crying, and some mornings, like this one, she would wake up terrified. After a few moments she took the dildo out of her pussy and got out of bed. She had to get a shower, and put on some clothes for her trip into town. She let the warm water run down her body while she lathered up her long brown hair. Master had liked her hair. He liked to stroke it and comb it and twirl it in his fingers. He would sometimes braid it, or make it into a long ponytail, she didn't mind. She liked it when he played with her hair... After her shower she went back to her room to decide on what to wear. A simple pair of jeans and a tea shirt would suffice. She got dressed and went out to the garage to get her car.
Masters garage was like a small parking garage. It was filled with expensive cars. Every few weeks, April and the other girls would spend the day washing and waxing them to keep them looking clean and shiny. They were forbidden to drive any of these cars and none of them disobeyed that rule. Before master had left, he gave April a mid size used car to drive into town. This was the only car she was allowed to drive. And she was the only one allowed to drive it. It was a car that was in good shape, but not the type that anybody would want to steal. She got into the car and headed down the road that led to the town. She decided to go into the mini mall first, just to walk around and see if there was anything new. She liked to shop at clothing stores. She would look at the tight, revealing clothes in the womens section and picture herself in them. She longed to buy some new things to wear, but the clothes she had were in good shape and there was no need to replace them, no need to waste masters money on clothes she didn't need, but it was fun to see what was new in the store. She left the clothing store and entered the grocery store. She had no need for a list. She knew exactly what to get and how much to get. She always brought along a little extra money, anticipating price increases. After she loaded all the bags into the car she headed for home. Even though a year had passed, she still anticipated that her master would be there waiting for her. He had owned her for nearly a year before he disappeared. He had always waited for her to return with the groceries. Even though it had been just over a year since he disappeared, she still expected him to be waiting for her when she arived with the groceries. Alas, when she got back there was no master. She pulled the car into the garage and the other slaves helped her carry the groceries into the house.
April spent the rest of the day cleaning. She cleaned parts of the large house every day. She would start on the 4th floor, whish contained large rooms, and through the week, work her way to the lower floors. She would work her way to the out of the way rooms and then to the basement and by the time next week rolled around the 4th floor would need cleaning again. Now she headed for the basement. She disliked cleaning the basement and always put it off till it was the last thing to clean. Here was where master had punished her, more then once. She remembered how the whip would sting her back and ass. It always made her uncomfortable to see the tables and cages and other devices used for punishment. Especally that mind control device. She stood there looking at it for several seconds. It consisted of wires that ran from a mainframe computer to a room with chains set in the walls. April remembered a blonde woman chained to the wall...Rachel... She had disobeyed master once too many times and she paid for it with her mind. However much April disliked coming down here, she did so to keep her masters punishment room clean. She knew that her master would be pleased with her for keeping all of his rooms clean. All that was needed today was a light dusting. She dusted off the cages and other equipment, then she went back upstairs.
She passed by the door of her masters bedroom. She stopped. The door was ajar. She and only she, was allowed in there to clean it and make sure everything was the way master had left it. She entered the room to make sure everything was ok. The bed was a little ruffled, one of the girls probably came in and messed it up. If her master was here that girl would get such a punishment, but sadly he was not. April remade the bed. She sat down on the bed and thought back to the last time she saw her master. "I'm going away for a week or so. You're in charge until I get back. Keep the place neat while I'm gone" he had said to her. April sighed and got off the bed. Nothing else looked out of place. She left the room and closed the door. She went to look for the other slaves. She found them preparing dinner. There were 5 of them, 6 slaves total including April. Their names were: Teresa, Sandy, Lily, Carol and Patricia. Sandy and Patricia, master had had since April had first came to live with him. The other 3 were slaves he acquired over time. He had sold off some of his other slaves. "Which one of you was in masters bedroom earlier?" she asked them. The 5 girls looked at each other. Carol looked at April. "Me" she said. "I apologize mistress" She said to April. The apology was half hearted. April knew she didn't really mean it. "Nobody is allowed in masters room except me. You know that!" April said to her. Carol turned away and continued chopping vegetables for the salad she was preparing. April left the kitchen. She was no mistress. The only reason they ever listened to her at all was because of their lingering loyalty to their absentee master. They had been ordered by him to obey April while he was away. For the first few weeks they obeyed her every command, but then they had started to slip. The only things they did anymore were play her in raquet ball and some other games, make dinner, shovel snow, and put the groceries away. They never did any cleaning, they never offered to help April keep the mansion clean, they mostly sat around and watched TV all day. April had the means to punish them, she could put the equipment in the basement to good use, but she simply couldn't bring herself to do it. She remembered how much her punishments hurt and she didn't wish to inflict that sort of pain on the other slaves, no matter how much they might deserve it. She was only ment to be in charge for a week. She was simply not cut out to be a long term mistress.
After dinner, April went to go relax in the bath house. It was snowing outside again, a heavy snow this time. April knew tomorrow she would be out there with the other girls clearing the walkways. Putting salt down and shoveling snow. No need to worry about it now though. She sat on the stone bench that was built into the pool and looked up at the night sky. She decided to swim a couple laps in the pool. The pool was shallow, only about 5 feet deep. Not deep enough to worry about drowning, she could stand up in the middle of the pool and her head would be above the water. She was a good swimmer anyway. Before she came to live with her master she had been on the swimming team in her highschool. She swam a few laps, then got out of the pool. She turned the heating elements off and left through the underground passage. She decided to go to bed a little earlier that night.
April lay in her masters bed. Her master was busy caressing her body. "You've been such a good girl while I was away." he said. She could feel his warm hands moving around her body. "I knew you would come back master! I just knew it!" she said to him. He smiled and gave her a passionate kiss...
Aprils eyes fluttered open. She turned her head to see...nobody laying next to her. Another dream. She let out a sad sigh and looked at her bedside clock. 10 AM. She had something to do today besides cleaning. She got out of bed and looked out the window. There was a good 4 or 5 inches of snow on the ground. She got a shower then got the snow suits out of a closet on the first floor. There were 6 of them, one for each girl, and they were made of a special material that was quite form fitting, yet kept them warm even in the coldest tempatures. She went to wake the other girls up. Soon they were all out with shovels and buckets of rock salt in their skin tight snow suits. Unbeknownst to them, someone was watching them from a distance...
Max Grady was a high tech burgler. A highschool dropout, he turned to crime to support his expensive lifestyle. He had been casing the mansion for over a month now and had become quite interested in it and its inhabitants. Through his high powered binoculars he could see 6 women clearing the snow off the walkways around the estate. They were wearing nothing but skin tight bodysuits. He had snuck inside the mansion more then once and had planted bugs in several of the rooms. From the information he collected he knew that these 6 women were the only ones who lived in that huge mansion. Opportunity was practically banging his front door down. A big house with beautiful women and expensive items to steal... No security system to worry about either. His ventures into the house revealed no alarm systems in place. He had planned on just breaking in at night and loading his car up with valuables, but after learning that the house was occupied by 6 beautiful women, he revised his plans. Finely built women like that would fetch quite a price in the slavery market. He planned on gaining their trust, then taking one or two of them with him. He would pretend his car broke down and ask to spend the night. One night would turn into a few days while his car was being "Repaired" and he would turn on the charm full blast to these beauties. Then he would drug a couple of em, load em into his car and drive away...by the time they woke up they would be in a cage somewhere and he would have a good $100,000 in his pocket. He watched them as they shoveled snow. They were all quite beautiful. Any one of them would sell for a high price. The one with the long brown hair seemed to be in charge. She was wearing the red bodysuit. She turned around and he got a good view of her backside. She had a fine ass... good tits as well... April and the others finished clearing the walkways and went in for lunch. They were all hungry and some hot soup was just the thing they needed. They stripped their suits off and hung them in the closet and strolled naked into the kitchen. From the distance, Max could just make them out through a window. He adjusted the focus on his binoculars. They were all stark naked now! They were all sitting around a table eating lunch totally naked! He could feel the beginnings of a hard on and shifted his gaze to another part of the house. He would definately be making his move very soon...
After lunch, April, Teresa, Lily, and Carol went into the rec room to play some raquet ball. They put up a good game, but April beat all 3 of em, if only by a slim margin. After they had gotten all worked up they decided to all take a shower together. After that, April went off to see if anything in the house needed cleaning. She remembered playing raquet ball against her master. He was much better at it then she was, but he kept beating her by a slimmer and slimmer margin. The day before he disappeared he had beaten her by only a few points. She had always wondered what he would have done if she had beaten him. He probably wouldn't have been too upset. He never got really upset unless a slave disobeyed an order. Nothing really needed cleaning, so she went into one of the TV rooms to find something good to watch. She found a movie on about a slave harem. It took place in this royal middle eastern palace. One of the slaves was bad and she was getting whipped for her misdeed. April could feel herself getting aroused. The girl was sent to the dungeon and placed inside a small cage. They were heating up a branding iron. April could hear the woman screaming as they branded her hip with a symbol to show that she was a troublemaker. In Aprils mind the woman deserved it. A slave had to do what she was told, no matter how much she didn't want to. April hated cleaning. Before she had come to live with her master, she was pretty much a slob. But master had ordered her to clean and clean she did. The other girls in the mansion...they wern't nearly as loyal as she was. She knew that when master returned from wherever he was that those girls would receive a severe punishment for letting themselves slip. Aprils fingers buried themselves in her pussy as she thought of her master. How she yearned to feel him inside her again... On the TV, the king was having sex with one of his slaves. April buried her fingers deeper into her pussy and started bucking her hips. She envisioned her master, ordering her to mastrabate until she came. she bucked her hips harder...harder...She cried out as she orgasamed, her cry masked by the womans moans on the TV. Afterwards, she lay on the floor contented with herself.
In her post orgasam arousal she got an idea. She left the TV room and went to one of masters bondage rooms on the third floor. These rooms were for master to play with his slaves and administer light punishments. They contained various restraint and stimulation devices. From one of the cabinets, April chose: A gag, A pair of rubber pants with two fat dildos molded in the crotch and anal areas, A pair black pantyhose to wear over the rubber pants, and a belt with a lock built into the buckle. She put the gag on first, fastening the straps around the back of her head. Next came the rubber pants. She lubed up the two dildo's and slid the pants up her legs. She let out a soft moan as her private areas were filled up by the two large phallic devices. When the pants were secure, she put on the pantyhose. They came up to just past her waist. The finishing touch was the belt. She tightened it until she was certain she couldn't get it off, then she locked the buckle. She took the key with her and left the room. Walking was always an interesting sensation when she had two dildo's inside her. In her bedroom she placed the key on her nightstand. No matter how uncomfortable she became in her outfit, she would not touch that key until morning.
April was bent over a low table in one of masters bondage rooms. Master unzipped his pants to reveal two huge cocks. They must have been a good 2 feet long! She felt both of them penetrating her ass and pussy. She could feel them going deeper and deeper into her body. He was all the way inside her now. He was complementing her, telling her what a good girl she was for taking all of him...
April woke up around 5 AM with a dire need to pee. She ignored it and concentrated on going back to sleep. She wasn't going to end her self imposed bondage just cos she needed to pee. She would hold it until the normal time she got up. Two hours later she awoke to find the bed soaked in urine. She started sobbing. She had failed to hold it in, now she had to wash all of her bedsheets. She also knew that she needed to punish herself. Bed wetting was not allowed in her masters house. She unlocked the belt and started removing her outfit. When she got the gag off she silently cursed herself for failing to control her bladder. She took all the sheets off her bed and headed for the laundry room. After everything was in one of the washers she headed for her least favorite place in the whole mansion, the basement. Punishing herself would be easier then living with the guilt of having not done so. She descended the steps and locked the iron door behind her. She decided the electro table would be a suitable punishment. The electro table was a regular table with restraints and a pair of rubber pants similar to the ones April had been wearing. Only the two dildo's inside them were metal and had wires running from them to a remote controlled device that electrified them. She took out a gag from one of the cabinets that hung on the wall and put it on. This gag was phallic shaped and filled her entire mouth. Next she lubed up the metal dildo's and pushed them into her ass and pussy. They felt cold going into her. The pants had a built in strap around the top that she tightened. She set the device for a 30 minute session. 30 minutes would be fitting for her infraction. She got onto the table and pressed the button on the remote and grasped the edges of the table with her hands as the device started to charge up. Pain shot through her crotch and she screamed into the gag. The jolt lasted a few seconds then ceased. She could hear the device charging up again. Another burst of pain hit her, this time in the ass. She made no move to grab the remote, which was laying on the table within arms reach. Another jolt hit her pussy. Each jolt caused her entire body to tremble. Another jolt in her ass this time. April screamed into the gag. By the time the 30 minute session was over, Aprils body was covered in sweat. Her ass and pussy were sore and very tender. She weakly got off the table and undid the built in strap and removed the rubber pants. She would wash them later. She felt sore and tired, but also proud, proud that she was discplined enough to punish herself for her infractions. She knew her master would be pleased. The other girls were no where near as loyal as she was. They broke the rules all the time, but never came down here to punish themselves. When master returned, he would punish them. He would make them loyal to him again. She weakly ascended the stairs. She returned to her bedroom, put a fresh set of bedsheets on her bed, and went back to sleep.
She woke up a few hours later and despite her soreness, she began her daily task of cleaning. Some of the rooms off the beaten path needed some minor dusting. These were rooms on the second floor that were out of the main flow of traffic. These rooms were where master stored his treasures. One room was for musical instruments he collected, another was for precious stones, including diamonds. Another room held valuable works of art in it. Still others held miscellaneous items of varying value that were priceless to her master. April tended to these rooms with infinate care. She kept the rooms locked and the keys hidden so none of the other girls could damage any of masters valuables. She retrieved the key ring that held the keys to these rooms. She kept it hidden in a small cabinet in an unused room on the third floor where nobody but her could find it. Master had entrusted her and her alone with his most precious treasures. She dusted off some knick knakks in one of the rooms then went into the room with the precious stones and dusted off the glass cases which contained them. She remembered master telling her that her eyes sparkled like those stones... She vacuumed the floor in masters art room and did a quick check on the other rooms. Then she locked the rooms up and re hid the keys in the cabinet.
Max Grady was parked outside the gates to the mansion. He was surveying it through his binoculars. Every now and then he caught a glimpse of a naked woman walking by a window. What sparked his curiousity more then anything was why they wern't wearing any clothing. Even in the most private of homes he had broken into, the people who lived there wore clothes. He decided that he would make his move that night. He had cased the place for weeks, and his curiousity was getting the better of him. He patted the 9 mm pistol that he carried in his pocket. If anything went wrong, he could always shoot and get the hell out of there before the police arrived.