April was bent over and tied to a bench. The room was dimly lit. Gregory was spanking her, not hard enough to hurt her, but hard enough for her to really feel it. She wanted to be spanked more. She wanted to be dominated more....

April woke up in a state of arousal. The sunlight streamed through the window of her bedroom. She got up and opened her window and felt the warm breeze of the late spring air on her face. It had been several months since she had come to live with her new master and she had conquered most of her demons. She no longer had emotional breakdowns or hallucinations. Occasionally she would have a nightmare but more often then not she had erotic dreams of her and her master.. She went to her closet to pick out some clothing. First was her collar with her name embraded into the front. She put it on and locked it in the back. It was made from fine black leather and was studded with diamonds. It had a metal ring in the back that Master could hook a leash to if he desired. Next she took out a pair of rubber panties with inflatable dildo's built into the crotch and anal areas. She wore these or something similar almost every day. She liked the feeling of fullness that they gave her, especally after having an erotic dream. They, along with her collar gave her that pleasnt feeling of being owned, which she liked. She lubed herself up then slowly lifted the panties up her legs. She inserted the uninflated dildo's into their respective holes, then she took a small bulb and attached the tube that ran from it to the nozzle in the back of the panties. As she squeezed the bulb, she could feel both dildo's expanding. She continued squeezing the bulb until both dildo's filled her up comfortably. Now she had to decide on what to wear over her underwear. She owned a vareity of clothes including denim pants, lycra shorts, tight bodysuits, garter belts, miniskirts, and even full length dresses, which she wore only at Masters parties. She decided on a button up shirt, a short skirt and spandex leggings.

Master was usually busy taking care of new slaves and running the mansion, but today he set aside some time to spend with April. After breakfast she was to meet him in one of his fantasy rooms. The room that looked like the basement of her old masters house. However her experiances in that room were much different then the room in her old masters house. She was looking forward to her time with her master. She left her bedroom and went downstairs to the dining room. Most of the other slaves were still eating breakfast, prepared by slave girls who had been former chefs. April could cook when she needed to, but the food these girls made outranked anything she knew how to make. She wasn't jealous though. She simply wasn't the jealous type. Gregory was watching the slaves eat. He was watching April more though. He was fond of her. He had been even before he had rescued her from Max. She was beautiful of course but there was so much more to her. She had a stable, and very likable personalty. Plus she was a natural born submissive, however she would only submit to somebody whom she accepted as her master. Unless Gregory ordered her to submit to another man, she wouldn't take orders from anybody other then him. That was loyalty at its finest, rare in a slave who had free will.

After breakfast April followed Gregory to the dungeon like room. Far from being afraid or nervous she was excited at what was going to happen. She had expected to be strapped to some table but Gregory had something new in store for her. He led her to what looked like a metal box, with no sides or top or bottom, just metal square tubing welded together to form a wall less box. There were strong rings welded to the framework. The wall less box was tall enough for her arms to just reach the top. He told her to stand in the middle of it. While she obeyed, he took from a small pile of ropes, two ropes with leather cuffs attached to one end of each. He put the cuffs around her wrists and locked them. He took a similar pair of ropes and attached the cuffs to her ankles. He threaded the ropes through their respective loop holes and soon April's arms and legs were spread apart. After she was securely restrained, he began to slowly remove her clothing. She was aroused now and doing absolutely nothing to hide that fact. He undid the buttons on her shirt, revealing her breasts, which he stroked gently. After gently pinching her nipples, he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Through the blue spandex leggings, he could see the protrusion of the dildo sticking out of her crotch. He went behind her and saw another protrusion sticking out of her ass. He slowly pulled away her leggings, revealing her black rubber underwear. He gently pushed on the protrusion sticking out of her ass. She let out a soft gasp. He let the air out of the dildo's and took off her underwear. He was going to fill her holes with something of his own. a nice 10" something...

It was nearly an hour later, and April was exausted. She was panting heavily and glistening in sweat. Gregory was panting too, but he wasn't as exausted. April hung there, her wrists supporting most of her weight. Sex with her master was always wonderful. She had cried out with sheer animal like pleasure with each thrust into her womanhood. The orgasams that followed had been quite powerful, and had left her drained. She was contented though. He held her head up so she could see him, and she leaned forward and weakly kissed him. He gave her a deep kiss. "I'll leave you here for a little while so you can recouperate." he said. She weakly smiled and drooped her head again. He knew that she would be fine in a half hour or so. Sure enough, when he checked up on her 35 minutes later, she looked more energetic. He released her and she removed all her clothes and headed for one of the showers. Gregory smiled as she left. Gregory rescued slaves and sold them to less cruel masters. He had seen many girls come and go. It was rare, very rare, to find a girl that he wanted to keep. April was one of those rare girls. While he owned anywhere from 20 to 30 slaves at any given time, the number of slaves that he decided to keep he could count on one hand. There was April, and his two chef girls, and a girl who was good at landscaping and gardening. His other "Keepers" as he liked to call them, had skills that he liked. However, April had no real skills. He kept her because, it was hard to admit it to himself, but he kept her because he had feelings for her. Her personalty was very compatable with what he liked in a girl. It sounded a bit cliché but she was the girl of his dreams, or as close as he was going to get to the girl of his dreams.

April knew that her master wouldn't sell her, and she took comfort in that thought. Other then her times alone with Master, she didn't get much special treatment. She had her daily duties which she was happy to do. Mostly cleaning and occasionally helping master with a difficult new slave. Being the type of person she was, she naturally got along with the other slaves. Things had indeed improved for her since she had come to live with Gregory. She still missed her old master, Gregory had taught her to cherish the plesant memories she had of him. This had helped her recovery significantly. Not having anything to do for a few hours, April decidd to go outside. It was a nice warm day in the middle of May. The air smelled faintly of fresh cut grass. A warm gentle breeze ruffled her hair a bit. She decided to stroll through masters hedge maze. Gregory owned a large plot of land, and on it he had, several years ago with the help of his slaves, planted a hedge maze. The hedges, over 7 feet high, were very neatly trimmed. In the center of the maze were several pieces of furniture, all made out of marble. It looked like a living room made out of stone, with hedges for walls. April laid down on the couch, the marble warmed by the sun. She could hear in the distance a few girls tending to one of masters gardens. She could also hear a few birds chirping in the distance but other then that it was quiet.

She laid there for a few minutes then got up and headed for one of the maze exits. She had some time to kill before helping to make dinner. She decided to go back inside and head for Masters library. Master had a large library with a wide selection of books, from current issues of magazines normally found in grocery stores to books on Philosophy, Science, psychology, Medicine, etc. From trashy romance novels to more high class pieces of literature. Many of the books in the library master didn't like or read. They were there for his slaves to read when they had nothing else to do. He was interested mainly in psychology and medicine. It was his theroy, his philosophy, that masters who were insecure, who severely restricted the privileges of their slaves, much like dictators who oppressed their people, were doomed to failure in their roles. As such, he himself was different in the way he treated his slaves. He was patient, flexible, and not quick to punish. However he was the master and if it was necessery he did punish slaves, usually by revoking some or all of their privileges. April picked out a book that she had been reading off and on for the past few weeks. It was a fictional story about a king who ruled by brutality, torturing and or killing all who opposed his rule. This story interested April, because the king reminded her of Max. The king in the story was paranoid, cowardly, greedy, and souless, his rule was not legit, the people he ruled over hated him. She was nearing the end of the story now, the king on the verge of being overthrown. April knew the story would have a happy ending, as many fictional stories do. she also knew that unlike in the story, whether or not Max would be overthrown or killed or something of that nature was uncertain. She knew, from listening to Gregory, that Max was not very well favored in the organization's power circles. Many people found his mannerism's and character to be somewhat offensive. In fact some considered him to be a jerk. Yet, with far worse people being members of the slavery organization, there was no talk about removing him from his position yet.

April finished her book and was getting ready to leave the library when her master walked in and sat down to read a book. She decided to go sit by him. She didn't bother him with conversation, she just merely wanted to be near him. He understood this and was not bothered by it. In fact it pleased him. After he finished a few chapters of the book he was reading he silently motioned for her to move closer. She did so and laid her head on his shoulder. He started stroking her head and continued reading.