I have been watching her for the past year, planning and learning her habits and schedule. On Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday her oldest brother drove her into town to sell their baked goods. Everything that she sold was homemade and delicious. During the week, Sarah’s brother worked at Shultz's Saw Mill while Sarah rented a small booth in a co-op located in a rundown strip mall.

I had plans for this pretty little bitch; all women are bitches to varying degrees much like all men are bastards in the same vein and that includes me.

I should know this subject, I was married to “the ultimate bitch” for 10 years and she was proud of the title often referring to herself as such as if this were a good thing. I tried to make our marriage work and when not succeeding turned to my work, my inventions and patents for solace and peace. I learned to ignore her rants that were followed by long periods of icy silence as she became bitterer yet. To make matters worse, the adulterous shrew filed for divorce and took half of everything we owned, or at least what she and her attorney could find and let’s just say that most of my money was hidden in my mattress. And the money aside,

Martha broke my heart in a way that I may never recover from because our tragic loss was ours, and not just hers. My wife wore her grief on her sleeve and she never forgave me for not doing the same.

I know better now for I am older and wiser and I will never marry again. I will get a young innocent woman and mold her to my preferences and carnal desires. When I was done with her she could never go back to her old way of life. Sarah would have no real place in the modern world, only my world. Tonight when her brother gets out of work he will find his truck with four flat tires.

This will be the result of slow leaks compliments of a valve stem tool. The telephone line to the strip mall will be disabled and Sarah will be taken after dark when she goes out back to the dumpster.

I parked my conversion van at the back of the parking lot out of sight and made sure that the blinds were closed on the rear and side windows and the curtains separating the front from the back were drawn shut so that nobody would see her.

The parking lot in the old strip mall was full of potholes and broken asphalt and the lighting in the back parking lot was terrible.

Most of the lights were missing or burned out and I disabled those few remaining and then stood in a dark corner and waited. When Sarah lifted the cover to the dumpster I quietly stepped behind her. I placed my gloved hand over Sarah's mouth and then pressed the trigger on the hand taser sending 750,000 volts of electric pulses directly into her central nervous system. This disrupted her neurological impulses causing a loss of balance and muscle control. The effect is very scary as well as intimidating but on the plus side will cause no permanent damage or discomfort after.

I carefully eased Sarah to the ground and put a ball gag in her mouth and then put a heavy leather belt around her waist on which a metal ring was attached. I secured her wrists with flexi-cuffs and attached another flex-cuff through the ring and then to the flexi-cuffs on her wrists and her ankles with 2 flexi –cuffs and I covered her eyes with a black silk scarf for a blindfold.

Sarah could struggle but there was no way that she would hurt herself.

I carried her to the van and placed her on the rear seat on the passenger side in a sitting position, buckling her securely and safely in place with the seat belt and the double safety harness that I installed just for this night.

"I have a present for you, Princess"

I said, putting a red leather slave collar with an attached brass nameplate and a short matching leash around her neck, securing them both with a small padlock so that she could not remove them. The nameplate was engraved with her new slave name: Princess. The leash and collar were more for effect and drama than anything else for I certainly didn’t think of her as an animal. They were strictly a prop to aid in her training and submission as were everything used in her capture, except for the hand taser which was a modern necessity in aiding her capture. In actuality I didn’t want a broken mindless drone, I want a companion and I had other things in mind for Sarah besides the training which I discussed it with an expert in such matters. We had a two-hour drive ahead of us and I took secondary and back roads to avoid traffic and after 10 minutes on the road the affects of the taser started wearing off. Sarah started struggling in the back trying to scream through her gag.

"Behave my pretty girl... be quiet. You can't get loose and nobody can hear you. I realize that you are frightened but you received no real harm from the jolt. We have a long drive to your new home. Do you like my present, little Lady? I had Princess engraved on your new collar. Are you familiar with the origin of your name, Sarah? It is Hebrew for Lady or for a Princess of royal blood.

Very fitting, don't you think, Sarah, my little slave Princess. I am wondering, Sarah do you listen to music? By good music, I mean Classical of course for which I have an extensive collection.

My wife would rather watch television and for the most part television is mindless drivel and you haven’t missed much there. Martha knew I loved to go dancing and never showed an interest after we were married. My mother was a music teacher and math teacher by profession and ran a small dance school out of her home for love of the dance. My favorite style is ballroom, a form of dance that I feel is so elegant.... so refined. You will learn to dance and appreciate good music and I don't care if it is against your religion, assuming that it is? Good people all over the world dance, my little Princess.

And despite what some think dancing is not an exclusive ticket to hell and Speaking of which, my best hope in the afterlife is an eternity in Purgatory and I will settle for that because it sure as hell beats shaking hands with old scratch.

Do you know what else I think? I think that there is nothing like sitting down to a good book. Do you like to read, and I know that you do and to look at pictures. (I smiled to myself knowing what she liked to read) I have an extensive library and I will see to it that you are exposed to a wide variety of literature, not just the types you read in secret.

Did you know that the ancient Greeks and Romans prized educated slaves? I dislike stupid women and men for that matter and especially when they have potential and are intellectually lazy. My wife never read even one of my books and do you want to know something else? My wife, Martha hated to travel after our…..well never mind about that. You are going to learn to love it and to go places and to see things that before were not possible for you to experience and I your Master will shall delight in taking you. But for now my pretty girl I require your complete obedience.”

I then selected two CD's: Vivaldi's Four Seasons & Handel's Messiah for us to listen to on the long ride home.

When we arrived I pulled the van into the attached garage and then I closed and locked the garage door. I got Sarah out of van and helped her to her feet using the leash and collar for control. I cut the flexi-cuffs binding her ankles and then held onto her to keep her from falling as I slowly walked her down the cellar stairs to the training room. Never having done this before I had no idea how long it would take to break her. Fortunately I did have a contact that was an experienced Dominant in such matters.

Minerva was her name and more; Minerva is my mentor and confidant. After my acrimonious divorce I went to Minerva's dance studio and we ended up as permanent dance partners. We have entered and won dance many competitions together and although we are not compatible as steady lovers we do continue to dance together and on occasion make love and it was she who introduced me to the Sanctorum.

Preparing for Sarah's arrival, I had installed an immovable steel pole of my design in the middle of the floor. I made her stand with her back to it while attaching the short leash on the fixed rings at the top with a locking carabiner. There are three movable steel rings that will slide up and down the pole. I slid one of these rings to her wrists and attached another locking carabiner to the flexi-cuffs. Sarah could not sit or lie down unless I removed her leash from the fixed ring and Minerva thought Sarah should be made to stand for the night. That wasn’t about to happen because I changed my mind on the trip home. I attached the leash to a sliding ring rather than a stationary one and left her a five gallon pail for her to relieve herself should the need arise.

Taking her pretty face firmly in my hands, I said

"I am going to take your gag off now and you can scream all you want my little Lady for the basement is securely escape proof and has been sound proofed. I will be back in approximately 8 hours and after that if you talk without permission you will be punished.”

I kissed her mouth and then removed her bonnet and put it in my pocket before leaving. She was quiet for about an hour and then the pleading, screaming and questions began. Of course, I could not hear or see her unless I switched on the lights and video cameras. The frosted block glass windows I installed were covered to block out all light. When the screaming began I telephoned Minerva and then went to bed. When I woke up Minerva was waiting for me in the kitchen. She was drinking coffee and watching my Princess on the monitor. I poured myself a cup and sat down next to her.

"I brought bagels, pea bacon, brown eggs and fresh cantaloupe, Michael. I was waiting for you to have breakfast with me and if you cook, I'll do the dishes and I want one of those poles. I would have never thought of using carabiners that way. After we eat breakfast go downstairs alone as we discussed while I stay here and watch"

Minerva instructed, getting up and kissing my mouth and then pouring herself another cup of coffee and sitting down and waiting for me to start breakfast. While we were eating breakfast, Minerva commented

"Your Princess is very pretty, Michael, I approve, and be sure to stick with the program and don’t forget, you can’t be soft on her.”

I went downstairs to check on my little slave girl and I noticed that she had knocked the pail over and there was a puddle of urine on the floor. I was not sure whether it was an accident or on purpose and I would check the video recordings later. Her panties were on the floor which is why her hands were secured in the front to give her limited use of them. She was dressed as I captured her, wearing a dark gray knee length dress, simple white cotton stockings and black sensible shoes. Sarah reminded me of a scared little mouse.... but a cute little mouse and it was time to undress her and examine the contents.

“Oh God, please help me."

Princess cried, squirming at her bonds. Ignoring her pleading, I removed her shoes and stockings and next, I cut off her dress with a pair of scissors, followed by her simple and honest white cotton bra. I stroked her nipples with the closed scissors, a bluff and a successful one because Sarah stopped squirming and become quiet.

"Be silent, Princess and stand still! You were warned about speaking without permission, were you not?”

And she nodded her head for yes.

‘Very good, only now do you have permission to speak."

"Please...why are you doing this to me? Who are you?" Sarah asked, pleadingly.

"That was the wrong answer"

I said closing and opening the scissors several times “snick, snick, and snick” as I was caressing her nipples with my hand and the scissors a bluff and nothing more, however Sara didn’t know that.

"Please, I am begging you, don't cut it off” and I was right, the bluff worked.

"Please, don't cut off my nipples, Master.”

I said, correcting her and stroking it lightly with my fingers.

"Please, don't cut off my nipples, Master I am begging you, I will be good."

"You will be a good what? I asked.

"I will be a good little slave, Master."

"Much better, but you still have to be punished."

I said, sticking the scissors in my belt now that my bluff had succeeded better than planned.

"Tell me again who I am, little Princess"

I whispered, putting my face close and kissing her mouth again.

"You are my Master, and I am your slave. Please don't cut me, Master."

"I will be lenient with you this one time and you will receive a lesser punishment. Get down on your knees…..good girl, let’s just see how long your hair is shall we?"

I removed the hairpins from her braided bun letting her braid drop down her back.

Sarah's braid was a rich dark brown and very thick and soft ending almost to a point just below her round buttocks and I was thinking

“What a shame I had to cut her beautiful hair, although the bottom is thin for lack of regular professional trims, it will take years for my Princess to grow her hair that long again and I will enjoy watching grow out and waist length or mid-back is plenty long, we shall see.”

"How shall I punish you, Princess? You still have permission to speak, so what shall your punishment be?"

"Please cut my hair, Master."

"Do you know why you are being punished, little Lady?"

"Because I spoke without permission after I was warned not to, Master."

"Is there anything else you need to tell me, Princess?”

"Yes, Master, I deserve to be punished for disobeying you."

"That is correct, what you say is true and you are not a stupid girl and as I said before, I hate stupid women. What is your purpose in life now my pretty little slave?"

"To please and serve you, Master."

Sarah replied, looking down through her blindfold.

I removed the last carabiner, releasing her from the pole and then cut the flexi-cuffs on her wrists.

"Do not remove your blindfold, Princess and I want you to listen carefully and do exactly as I say. Get down on your hands and knees…excellent, very good so far, now put your legs together.”

"Please cut my hair, don't hurt me or cut me, Master” Sarah begged.

"Good girl, now place your hands closer together for me. Wonderful, please lean forward until your cunt is higher than your pretty little head. Excellent, now put your forehead on your hands. You are a pretty little thing...say it."

I ordered, gently stroking her nipples and feeling them get hard at my touch.

"I'm a pretty little thing”

The little Princess repeated with her face and neck turning pink behind the blindfold.

"Tell me again little Princess, how your Master thinks you look to him?"

"I'm a pretty little thing."

"You certainly are a pretty little thing and that is why I took chose you and you now belong to me. Slave etiquette demands that when I walk into a room you will always get into this position. Do you understand, Princess?"

"Yes, Master, I understand."

"You have beautiful breasts and your nipples are getting hard, my pretty girl. You obviously enjoy having them stroked."

I cupped her breasts in my hands and rubbed Sarah's nipples with my thumbs, watching her nipples responded to my touch.

"If assume the position it is how you are in now and if I say heel what should you do?"

"I am not sure, Master."

"Guess?" I ordered.

"I will kneel with my back straight?"

"That was a good answer, but how do you suppose a sweet, innocent little Amish girl like you could be so perceptive about these things and that was a redundant question as I already know the answer. Heel, very nice, now...stand, excellent, you are a natural. Along with your punishment you will receive a reward. I have decided not to shave your head.... for now. I do that with all stupid, disobedient girls who do not immediately submit and comply” another bluff.

I took the scissors and positioned them just below Sarah's shoulder blades and I slowly cut through her silky braid savoring the moment and enjoying the sound and feeling the resistance as the scissors sliced through her hair. I then put the severed braid in my belt.

"Please turn around, Sarah…now, unbraid your hair.......very good, now finger comb your ponytail, excellent. Do you have anything to say to me?"

I asked, stroking her ponytail.

"Thank you for not shaving me bald, Master."

"You are welcome."

I removed her blindfold and took her hair out of the ponytail, fluffing it out and Sarah's hair was now much shorter, barely touching the top of her luscious round breasts.

"We are starting over and you may not speak!”

I squeezed Sarah's ass cheeks and spread her pussy lips, my fingers probing her flower and I tasted my fingers, delicious, while enjoying her wetness and arousal and smelling her woman's musky scent, thinking “What a luscious little morsel Sarah will be when I allow her to share my bed.”

"Your heartbeat and breathing have increased and your sex betrays you, Princess and this is much to celebrate but it will have to wait for now. You have made a mess on my clean floor and I will assume that it was an accident. Therefore, you will scrub the entire floor on your hands and knees. You will use your Amish garments for cleaning rags because in time you will know and will much prefer the feel of fine silk against your creamy skin. If I am pleased with the floor, and I am sure that I will be, I will feed you. I am expecting a guest, Mistress Minerva and she is a slave owner and my equal. You will address her as Mistress or Mistress Minerva and will obey her commands as if they were mine. She will be assisting me in your training and grooming and I give you fair warning, my pretty Lady. If she was your owner and you urinated on her floor, you would be mopping the floor with your hair, and then would have your head shaved, perhaps even your eyebrows. Minerva is a very wealthy and refined woman, but a cruel Mistress lacking in patience and she is very interested in purchasing you from me.

If you continue to please me, I may keep you, for myself my little Princess, Sarah. There is a slop sink and cleaning supplies in that closet and hot water for you to clean the floor and to bathe. There are also a blankets and sheets in the closet along with your cot when you are done. You will also find the necessary toiletries to keep clean. The blankets and sheets are not garments and if you use them as such I will take everything away from you and you will sleep on the cold floor and bathe in cold water. Until I tell you otherwise your hair will remain unbound. I'm going upstairs to await my guest and I suggest that you get busy!"

I locked the door at the top and bottom of the stairs and then walked to the kitchen.

"That was very well done Michael, very well done if not a little wishy-washy? Please and thank you and I suggest, really Michael.

“The results were the same, Minerva and have you ever known me to be less than polite with anyone?”

“No I haven’t, not even when you are angry, but then I have never seen you angry, nevertheless she is a slave and it is just not done.”

“The results were the same, Minerva, and my bluff worked.”

“I will concede the results and differ with the method, Michael. Sarah was convinced that you really were going to cut her nipple off. I know that you would never do that, but I shuddered when the scissors went snick, snick, and snick. She must have been terrified and I believe she will be most compliant from this point on. Such repressed sexuality just under the surface ready to be brought out for your pleasure. This whole thing is amazing to watch and I can't wait to report to Maud and Arthur. You are quite the ham, do you know that, but you should have made your slave stand for the entire night as we discussed, and the bucket. Where did that come from; it wouldn’t have hurt her if she messed herself and why didn’t you secure her hands behind her back. If she were uncomfortable, big deal, it was only one night?”

“We will agree to disagree on those points, Minerva and of course you are the expert and I the novice.

I didn’t secure her hands in the back so that she could ride in the seat with a seat belt and harness.”

“She could have ridden on the floor.”

“Sarah is not cargo and that would not have been safe.”

“I don’t want to argue with you, Michael and despite you not taking my good advice about being too soft I am amazed how easily she is aroused. A slave needs to fear her Master or Mistress. You have good instincts for knowing submissive women, so I’ll give you that.”

“Then let’s not argue, my marvelous teacher for we can agree on aroused. I wouldn't have thought it possible when you consider her background and I intend to have her begging for my touch, to avoid your punishments. I will be her protector as well as her Master."

"I believe that might work with her, Michael and if your theory is correct, your membership to the Sanctorum is assured and if not?

Minerva let the implied failure hang. I had only one chance to succeed and the risks that I was taking were great, I stood to lose everything.

“You know what will happen, but until then I'll wait for you in your bedroom. It's my turn to be on top and watching you with your Princess has made me as horny as hell.”

After we made love we took a long nap together and when we awoke it was my turn to be on top and we made love again. Minerva just couldn't seem to get enough of me for some reason? Perhaps it was because she was looking forward in playing the heavy, good Master, bad Mistress. She is a very passionate woman and possesses a wonderful sense of style and knows how to dress.

She is also a very beautiful, classy woman, a natural redhead, with long thick hair that falls to the middle of her back. I love it when Minerva pins her hair it up for me in a bun or chignon, exposing her neck and the soft silky hair at her nape. At six-three, Minerva has the slim graceful figure of a dancer and a wonderful fair and creamy complexion with just a hint of freckles that she hates and I adore.

Mistress Minerva owns two women that are housed in a small apartment located in the same building as her studio. She lives alone in a house that is far too large for her and employs ordinary people to clean and cook for her, but then who am I to talk for I live alone as well. Minerva's slaves are employees in a sense that she receives an income from their labor and she allows them their occupations because it pleases her. One of her slaves, Katherine, is a registered nurse/ physician's assistant while the other

Mandy, is a hairstylist/makeup artist in a high-end salon that Minerva owns. The salon employs a dozen ordinary people, men and women and they had no idea that their employer, Mandy, was Minerva's slave.

Minerva's slave girls were former dance students and that is how she met them; Minerva has a talent for finding subservient women and then turning them to her will. Both her slaves came willingly and have signed slave contracts that are registered with the Sanctorum. Their contracts can be sold or transferred to other Masters or Mistresses. My plans for Sarah were eventually to share my bed. That would be Sarah's primary function for now, and then a companion/ housekeeper, secondary.

The Sanctorum is a very old secret society and membership is for life. Disclosing its secrets, by slaves or slave owners depending on the severity could mean death. Minerva told me it had its own courts (the Tribunal) as well as a ruling council. And that it is a self-sustaining entity with members throughout the country and with unbelievable financial resources at its disposal. The Sanctorum insured that their registered slaves receive housing and medical care for life.

Minerva went into the bathroom to change and came out in what she called her "Mistress Attire" consisting of black silk blouse, black slacks, black riding boots and her signature black leather riding crop, and her long red hair was in a ponytail and I love ponytails on women.

"Let me at that little virgin”

She announced posing with her hands on her hips to which I replied

“Who is the ham, now, Minerva?”……………

We arrived in the basement and found my Princess was asleep in her cot by her training pole wrapped in her blanket and Minerva wasted no time and struck the cot near Sarah’s head with the riding crop.

"Wake up slave, is this how you greet your Master's guest?"

Sarah woke with a start and throwing her blanket aside immediately assumed the position, naked.

"Michael you described her to me as being very pretty. Well, I suppose that is a matter of taste because I think her rather plain myself, barley adequate."

I watched Sarah tense at these insulting words, however, she knew enough to remain silent and hold position.

"Just look at her fat, hairy legs? Do Amish men actually find those attractive? What a plump, hairy creature she is, Michael”

Minerva said, laughing.

I walked over to where they were standing and quietly said.

"Heel Princess, look at your Master."

I gently pushed Sarah's hair away from her face and I looked into her brown eyes brimming with tears. I wiped them away and smiled at her, cupping her chin in my hand.

"I think she is very pretty, Minerva and of course you have complete charge of her grooming and make-up. These are things that she has to learn having been brought up Amish”

I said while stroking Sarah's hair.

"You will have a complete body wax my pretty girl and Mistress Minerva will teach you to enhance your natural beauty for your owner's pleasure. You have permission to speak as before but only to answer questions and not to initiate conversation."

"What does your collar say, slave?" Minerva asked, while tugging Sarah’s hair.

"My Master says he engraved the nameplate with my slave name, Princess."

Did you know that Sarah's name in Hebrew translates as Lady or Princess, Minerva?"



"Do you know what else is engraved on your collar, slave?" Minerva asked Sarah and ignoring me.

"No, Mistress."

"It says Princess, property of Master Michael and that is merely temporary" she announced, mockingly. "Lady and Princess are also common names for female dogs" Minerva said, laughing. "When I own you I will shave you completely bald along with everything else and keep you that way. You will be a lowly servant and a cook and bald always, I hate finding hair in my food.

That will be so delicious, my own hairless slave named after a female dog, a hairless bitch.”

"You do not own her yet, Minerva”

I said raising my voice and pretending to be angry

“For now I will choose her hairstyle, not you. Your hairstylist Mandy will cut Sarah's hair to suit my taste not yours, that was our agreement, was it not?"

"Yes of course, lover, of course."

Minerva said, soothingly, releasing Sarah's hair and touching my arm.

"There is no need to be angry, Michael. She is just common slave after all and I will abide by our agreement, but my methods are my own. I suggest we go upstairs where can discuss this in private...............

Once upstairs I opened a bottle of Dunnewood Merlot 2001(California) while Minerva fixed us a platter of cheese and fruit.

"A toast to you Minerva, please take a bow" which Minerva did with a flourish! Your performance could have won an Oscar; however, you will have to settle for this fine Merlot"

I announced raising my glass in salute and Minerva did the same, smiling while taking a sip of wine from her glass.

"I was watching her reactions very closely my marvelous teacher, and Sarah obviously thinks herself comely. Conformity as opposed to individuality is encouraged in the Amish culture. I observed Sarah for a year before I abducted her and when she thought that no one was looking Sarah studied the young women buying her baked goods. Did I tell you that she hid a small mirror in her booth and she stashed fashion magazines in the ladies Room vanity? I also found some romance and erotic novels in the drop ceiling there."

"How could you possibly know about those things, Michael?"

"Because I installed hidden fiber optic cameras in the ladies Room and Sarah particularly likes pictures of handsome young men.

The co-op also shares the dumpster with the adult bookstore and I have watched her linger there. Sarah stole some...shall we say the more suggestive novels and then hid them under the dumpster to retrieve later and She read them in the bathroom or with a flashlight near the dumpster when business was slow. I have her on video masturbating in the Ladies Room using the magazines for her visual aid and have still pictures of her taken from the videos to send to her brothers and the Elders in her former community. The threat of exposure will insure her obedience and compliance if nothing else.”

"You naughty voyeur, you never mentioned those things before!"

Minerva said laughing and leaning forward while unconsciously touching herself and this was one of Minerva's many tells and I knew that she was getting aroused. I enjoyed exposing her tells and I know most all of them know now, but above all Minerva had a beautiful smile and a musical laugh when she is happy.

"I was saving that as a surprise, my marvelous teacher."

I refreshed her wine glass with my hand deliberately lingering on hers. I always showed Minerva the deference she was due because she had influence in the Sanctorum and my membership was tentative and impossible without her approval.

"Did you watch other women as well, Michael?"

"No, I couldn't allow myself any distractions. I had to make sure that Sarah was the one”

I said gravely, annoyed at the remark.



"Don't be so serious, Michael, I was only teasing”

She said smiling and touching my hand, and again that beautiful smile, I squeezed Minerva's hand smiling back and was no longer annoyed with her, how I could be.

Is a full body wax what you had in mind for her, Michael?

"Yes, what do you think of the bangs that I chose for her?"

I handed her the picture I downloaded and printed from the internet.

"I prefer pixie cuts my girls, because it keeps them in their place. Did you know Mandy had long honey blond waist length hair? I have it cut very short and layered and then bleached to a much lighter color. Mandy hates it and constantly begs to go back to her natural color. But yes, those long bangs with suit your Sarah’s face quite well.”



“Eventually, she will be permitted to grow her hair long again that being my preference as you well know”

And I reached over and tugged on Minerva’s thick and soft ponytail.

“That being said, Sarah's hair will never be as beautiful as yours, Minerva."

"That's very sweet of you to say, Michael."

Minerva was smiling and touching her hair which was yet another tell. I knew Minerva was very vain about her hair and poor Mandy often caught the brunt of it even though Mandy always styled Minerva's hair to perfection, and Minerva was always a terror before a dance competition.

"You could always dye Sarah's hair the same color as mine"

"Your natural color could never be duplicated my dear teacher."

I said, getting up kissing her neck and stroking her ponytail.

"To do so would be a sad counterfeit, as diamonds are to coal."

I received yet another of Minerva's beautiful smiles, prompting me to kiss her generous lips. I was fantasizing about Minerva kneeling at my feet and unfortunately my impossible daydream about Minerva faded to reality.

"Bring Sarah a bowl of oatmeal as we planned, Minerva, and see to it that she takes her vitamins. Spend about an hour with her more if you wish. You many even use your crop but do not hit Sarah's face and only hard enough to sting. You are aware how much your beautiful red hair turns me on and I can’t wait to get my hands in it. When you have finished with Sarah I will take you into my bedroom and eat you out.”

I again kissed the back of Minerva's long graceful neck. Minerva went downstairs and began training Princess in basic slave etiquette and is Minerva's way using the crop for any reason, real or imagined. Minerva put Sarah's hair up in pigtails and ordered her down on all fours. She then led Sarah around the basement on a leash making her bark. After about ten minutes of putting her through her paces, Sarah received her dinner, cold oatmeal with skim milk served in a dish on the floor.
"You are a plump hairy creature, Princess, and you may as well will eat like one. Leave the bowl on the floor and do not use your hands.”


Minerva then told Sarah some of the terrible things that she was going to do to her when she owned her and she was getting carried away a bit with her comments as well as her crop. Minerva was pulling her punches with the crop so to speak knowing that I would really be angry if she didn’t. Although she is very strong and fit and capable of holding her own, Minerva was no match for me in that department.



She was playing the part as the heavy, the bad Mistress and soon I would be the good Master come to the rescue. Finally, when Sarah was done eating Minerva made her chew her vitamins. She attached Sarah's leash to the fixed ring at the top of the pole and deliberately left Sarah's cot just out of her reach and the pail to be used as a toilet. When Minerva arrived upstairs, I turned off the lights and when I wasn’t looking, she turned off the heat. I went down on Minerva as promised, but Minerva didn't return the favor, and went to check on her girls.

Later that day, I went downstairs to check on my pretty girl and I found her standing by her cot naked and she was shivering and I was ashamed of myself and thinking

“Ok, the taser and abduction was the most efficient way to get her here, but this is just not my way, Sanctorum or not, this is not worth it.”

I removed her leash and collar picked up her folded blanket and then sat on the couch.

"Tell me what is on your mind, little lady?"

I asked kindly, while patting the seat cushion for Sarah to sit next to me.

"Please, Master...I am so cold, may I have my blanket?"

"Come and sit next to me.... Sarah and then you will soon be warm enough. That's it get closer, put your head on my shoulder.

Now, let me put the blanket over you and we will share our body heat."

I put my arms around and gently held her until Sarah stopped shivering.

"You did well today, although you made a bad first impression with Minerva”

I said as I was talking her hair out of the pigtails.

“You look very pretty with your hair down, just like the girls in the magazines you like to look at.... in secret. Yes, I know everything about you my pretty girl and I have pictures and videos of you being naughty. I am sure that you realize that you were never meant to be a little Amish mouse in a gray dress. You were meant to be a Lady and a Princess of Royal blood, my Princess and you know this in your heart of hearts.”



"Do you really know what I did alone in the bathroom?" She asked, starting to tense slightly. "What I did was a sin” and Sarah looked down, ashamed and embarrassed.

"It's not a sin in my world, Sarah, for you live in my world now. You will not be judged for that, or punished for masturbating when I give you permission to do so. Sexual gratification is a natural as breathing"

And as I stroked her hair to assure her I felt her relax a bit.

"How old are you, Sarah?"

"I am 23 years old, Master."

"And yet you are not married, why is that so?"

"I don't know”

"I don't know, Master” I corrected her while continuing to hold her and stroke her hair.



"I do not know, Master" Sarah replied.

"I do not know is not an answer, Sarah, it is an evasion, a childish excuse and I have no interest in children. Perhaps I should sell you to Minerva after all."

"I am not a child, Master... I don't want to marry an Amish man and have my husband chosen for me and I don't want babies or to live in the same place forever. I was thinking of leaving, but I have no money of my own because my brother takes everything and I was afraid to leave because it is all I know.”

"Excellent, those were intelligent and honest answers and I value honesty, Sarah. I will never punish you for telling the truth, but you will be punished if you lie to me, are you warm now?"

"Yes, thank you, Master."

"Do you wish to be sold to Mistress Minerva, Princess?"

"No Master, please don't sell me to Mistress Minerva, she will do terrible things to me...I"

"Hush, little Princess”

I interrupted, talking quietly while stroking her hair and face

"I decided to keep you for now. Do you desire to please me, Sarah?"

"Yes, Master."

"Turn around and sit away from me…yes that's right, just like that.... good.

I told put my arms around her waist and pulled Sarah closer and then I put my face besides hers and kissed Sarah behind her ears, blowing softly on her neck.

"You have beautiful breasts, so sensitive and your nipples are already hard. Does this feel good, my pretty girl, when your Master, a man is stroking your breasts? "

"Yes it's much better then when I do it."



"You are aroused, Sarah and you are wet between your legs?

I said stroking her pussy and tasting my fingers.

As I said, we have much to celebrate. I want you to masturbate, to play with yourself, and that will please me. You are a pretty little thing...my pretty little thing. Marvelous, relax, enjoy it and tell me when you are coming.

"Remember little Sarah, if you lie to me you will be punished. I can sense your orgasm rising, your sex betrays you my dear”………

Sarah masturbated while I stroked her beautiful round, firm breasts and the lips of her vagina were pink and plump with arousal.

Sarah was breathing heavily and moaning softly and perhaps she was a little embarrassed and unsure

"You know you want to come, Sarah? Yes that's it moan louder if you wish my pretty Sarah because this is why God made you a woman and gave you a clitoris."

With a little encouragement and by fondling of her breasts, Sarah was definitely vocal in her orgasm and now my pretty girl was covering her mouth with her hand and she always did so masturbating in the ladies room. She came close to sliding off the couch with all her squirming. It was obvious that Sarah was intent in pleasing herself as well as pleasing me. No wonder she didn't want to marry an Amish man because she would probably intimidate the hell out of the poor pious bastard. When my pretty girl finished, I held her for a while, and then said

“There is a bowl with apples at the bottom of the stairs, little Lady, please bring them here."

When she returned, I chose an apple and said

"You must be hungry and the rest are for you. Mistress Minerva is in charge of your diet and we both agree you can stand to lose ten pounds in keeping with your height and frame. I shall not tell her and the apples will be our secret. Sit on the couch next to me and eat your apples, and I will cover you with the blanket. When you are done eating, you may use the bathroom in the next room."

I offered, getting up and punching in the numbers on the electronic keypad to unlock the door.

“I am very pleased with you this evening and I will enjoy having you in my bed when the time comes. For now, until your training is complete, you will sleep on the basement.”

"Do you really think that I am pretty, Master?"

"Yes, I will say it again, I think you are very pretty, my horny little slave girl."

The next day, Minerva arrived with Mandy to give Princess her full body wax. Mandy is a small, petite woman, at five-three with blue eyes and a clear fair complexion. Mandy's hair was so blond to almost be white and it was cut in very severe and short pixie cut, just as Minerva described to me the day before. I would estimate Mandy's age to be between 30 & 35 and she was dressed in a simple white smock with white pants and plain white nurse’s shoes. As slave etiquette dictated, Mandy assumed position immediately upon entering my threshold.

"You may stand, Mandy, let me get a good look at you, now turn around slowly.............you have very nice manners, you assumed the position smoothly and gracefully."

"Thank you, Master Michael” she replied, smiling.

"The door to basement is open, Mandy and you may stand. Go downstairs and introduce yourself to Sarah and then explain the procedure to her for all as this is all new to her. Minerva and I will be having breakfast together and we will join when we are finished. May Mandy interact freely with Sarah, Minerva? I am sure that this will put Sarah at ease."

"You may, Mandy."

Minerva answered, looking at both of us.

"Be discrete as we discussed, but first go to the car and get your case and have everything prepared to start in one hour. I want all of Princess's hair removed from the neck down."

"Yes Minerva, I shall treat Sarah as if she were a paying customer."

The waxing would take the better part of 3 hours and Minerva and I retired to my library after breakfast.

“Really, Michael, an air mattress and pillow on the cot and you let her use the bathroom, what about the bucket, I thought we agreed on the bucket?”

“I’ve changed my mind and I turned the heat on and I will allow her hot water to bathe in as well.”

“Well, I think that you are being too soft on Sarah. A slave needs to fear her Master or Mistress, otherwise how does one enforce discipline?”

“I appreciate your advice my marvelous teacher but from now on I will be using my own methods with Sarah, Sanctorum or not.”

During breakfast, Minerva received an important call on her cell phone, changing our plans.

Minerva told me that she would be leaving Mandy with me until tomorrow morning as she would be meeting with her accountants.

"While Mandy is here, why not have her cut Princess's hair, Michael. Besides, I need to return the favor from yesterday as I left in haste. As a special treat, you may have full use of Mandy until then."

"That is very magnanimous of you, Minerva. I accept, but as I said before, as diamonds is to coal, my gracious teacher."

Minerva went downstairs to tell Mandy of the change in plans and then left for her appointments.

After a time, Mandy returned to report that she was done with Sarah's full body wax and stood in the library doorway waiting for further instructions.

"You have permission to speak freely, Mandy, please have a seat on the couch and make yourself comfortable. How long have you been owned by Mistress Minerva?"

"Six years, Master Michael."

"Obviously you know your place and what is expected of you. You move gracefully and naturally in your subservience. I am sure that I will enjoy having you here. Consider your stay with me as a mini-vacation and may address me as Michael when we are alone together.

"Thank you Michael, I have never been allowed that privilege with Minerva's friends before."

"There is a first time for everything my dear.”

I said, smiling, imagining Mandy with waist length honey blond hair.

Your Mistress advised you that you were to pleasure me."

"I will comply with your wishes, Michael."

Go upstairs to the bathroom. I left to door open for you. You will find unopened toothbrushes, toothpaste along with mouthwash on the vanity counter. Please be dressed in your birthday suit when I join you."

I fixed my pretty girls her lunch and this time, hot oatmeal with almonds and dates, plus plain yogurt and a banana, orange and mint tea and after she ate, I ran my hands up and down her body enjoying her smooth skin.

"This is so much better, don't you think? Don't worry, you will get used to it, little Lady. I am told that the first time is always the worst. You will be getting a proper haircut by Mandy later today and I am very partial to the style, very sexy. Do your aerobic and stretching exercises on your pole as you have been instructed. I will unlock the bathroom for you before I leave."

Mandy was waiting for me as instructed while anticipating my desires, while I brushed my teeth, finishing by rinsing with generous amounts of mouthwash. Turning to her I reached out took her hands pulling her close, and taking hold of her ass cheeks, I kissed her mouth enjoying her sweet taste. Mandy returned my kisses, hesitating slightly at first, but soon was probing my mouth with her little tongue. I started to undress and Mandy helped me off with my clothing.

"Sarah is waiting for her haircut and she is doing her exercises now, the ones Minerva taught her.... thanks. Just put everything in the hamper. You did an exceptional job with the full body wax and I’m very pleased with the results. I need your help with

something else and would greatly appreciate it if you would help me. I need you to make her jealous, can you do that for me, Mandy?"

“I will do anything you order me to, Michael, you know that.”

“I am not ordering, I am asking…pretty please?”

Mandy put her arms around my neck, kissing me with her little tongue probing.... teasing and her small hands were caressing my chest, and then she was kissing my chest and stomach and finally moving down to caressing my testicles, getting me hard.

"Do you like that, Master? Order me to lick and suck your cock."

Mandy said, seductively.

"Not yet you little vixen, I want to taste you first."

I said laughing, as I playfully slapped her bottom.

"Get into the shower."

We took turns lathering each other with Pear's Glycerin Soap and then Mandy shampooed my hair giving me a wonderful scalp massage, and then I did hers. After we toweled off, I took her hand and we went to my bedroom, where I asked her to l lie down on the bed and spread her legs. I went down on her, licking and sucking, probing her clitoris with my tongue. Mandy's hands were in my hair, pushing my head against her dripping pussy while verbally urging me on. Just as her orgasm crested, she begged

"Stick your finger in my ass...push."

Mandy's orgasm came in waves with her sweet juices covering my face as I licked like mad, and then Mandy went limp. I lay down next to her, playing with her hard nipples as she lay stretched out relaxing. Mandy ran her fingers through her hair and was frowning and I took this as a possible tell? Smiling, Mandy rolled over and hugged me, kissing my face

"Thank you for being so considerate and allowing me to be myself, Michael. I didn't know what to expect when Minerva told me to please you."



"Tasting your juicy peach is all the thanks I need” I replied, playing with her short hair.

“If I owned you, I would keep you all to myself and not share.”

"What about your Princess?" Mandy asked.

"You would have to take turns and to be specific; I would not share you carnally with other Master or Mistresses. Perhaps I would have you both at the same time but in any event, I think I would prefer you with longer hair."

I said, running my finger through her short crop.

"How long would you let me grow it, Michael?"

Mandy snuggled closer to me, so I put my arms around her.

"First, I would insist that you go back to your natural color."



"I'm a honey blond." Mandy said, snuggling closer yet.

You are, why I love that hair color, honey blond it is Mandy and next you would grow out the layers...and I think, yes, no bangs for you, just long and thick honey blond, blunt cut all one length to your shoulders."

"I will be allowed to grow it only to my shoulders and not longer?" Mandy asked, hopefully.

"Would you like it longer, Mandy?" I asked, feigning surprise.

"Before I signed my contract with the Sanctorum, Minerva promised never to cut my long hair, it used to be waist length and was very thick and full and Minerva requires me to tell my assistant to bleach my roots every three weeks. And then, she uses the thinning shears because Minerva does not like it full and thick. Clara, my assistant manager actually thinks that I prefer my hair this way and I absolutely hate it."

I felt her tense, and then try to sit up...perhaps she felt she was to free with her tongue.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be talking like this; please don't tell Minerva that I told you that because she might make me cut it even shorter."

"Of course I won't, Peaches, it will be our secret and I did give you permission to be yourself and speak freely. I give you my word that I will not betray your confidence”

I said, assuredly as I kissed her lightly on the lips

"I want you to visit often because you taste like juicy peaches and if I owned you...well, how about to the middle of your back, maybe even longer...depending..."

"Depending upon what?" Mandy asked, sitting up looking at me.

"Depending.... Oh how shall I put this, depending on how jealous you can make Sarah?"

"You could use a haircut Master, just a trim and I will do it in front of her naked, and then go down on you to see what you taste like, Michael."

"Very good, Peaches, I have to check something first, then we will go to the basement together."

Mandy dressed in her white outfit and looked neat and professional, taking time to blow-dry her damp hair.

She put on makeup, finishing with bright blood red lipstick while I put on my terry cloth robe and boxer shorts.

When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Mandy kissed my cheek, leaving the red imprint of her lips on my face and I mussed her hair slapped her ass making her yelp and then, giggle. Mandy shampooed and conditioned Sarah's hair in the slop sink and then

my little Lady sat on a bar stool while Mandy cut her hair. Mandy was very thorough and meticulous, parting and then pinning it up several times before she even started cutting and it was obvious to me that Mandy was a perfectionist taking great pride in her work. Sarah received a long pageboy just brushing her shoulders with thick, blunt, eye framing bangs and the she finished Sarah's makeover by meticulously applying Sarah's makeup taking her time and patiently explaining each step to her and encouraging questions which Sarah had many. This was the first makeup my Sarah had ever worn and my little Lady looked incredibly hot and seductive.

"Please shake your head, little lady"

Sarah shook her head from the side to side and when she stopped the cut fell neatly back into place. I took Sarah's face in my hands, and kissed her mouth.

"You look lovely" I whispered in her ear. "Good enough to eat."

I turned my back to her so that she couldn't see what I was doing and then I then kissed her again, pushing a Hershey's Kiss into her mouth with my tongue.

"This cut looks great on you, Sarah and it is just long enough to pin up and it will look very pretty curled, let me show you."

Taking a curling wand, Mandy styled Sarah's hair in luscious ringlet curls.

"I am ready to give you your trim now, Master"

Mandy said, turning to me as she finished with Sarah’s curls.

I sat on the barstool and sent Sarah to sit on the couch while Mandy started by wetting my hair with water and then combing it to check for cowlicks.

"I'm feeling a little warm, Master may I take off my smock off?" Mandy said, leaning over and kissing me.

She removed it leaving on her lacey bra to cover her pert breasts and then Mandy dropped the comb. When she bent over in front of me to pick it up, I leaned forward and squeezed her cute little ass.

"Your slacks also Mandy, I want to see what color your panties are and I'm getting a little warm myself.

I stood up and removed my robe, sitting back down in nothing but my boxers and I kept interrupting my haircut, by grabbing Mandy and kissing her mouth and then I undid Mandy's bra and dropped it on the floor. Mandy leaned in closer rubbing against me with her breasts and her nipples getting hard and each time that Mandy leaned in, she took the opportunity to kiss me. I pulled Mandy's panties down around her knees, and Mandy took them the rest of the way off. I could not see my Princess as my back was to her. Mandy told me afterwards that Sarah couldn't sit still and was frowning straining to see everything. After she was done with my haircut, really just a trim, I stood up pointing at the floor. Mandy got down on her knees before me and I took my boxers off and said

"Very nice haircut, you little vixen, you know what I want and you may start. Sarah, come here... good, now, kneel beside Mandy. Get closer to me, Sarah, so that I can play with your curls."

Mandy put on quite a show, licking and sucking, fast.... slow, running her tongue up and down the shaft and Sarah was kneeling opposite of her as I stroked her curls and face.

"Pay attention and watch how Mandy it is doing this."

Mandy started by licking the tip and then the shaft while looking up into my eyes and smiling. Then she took my entire cock in her mouth licking and sucking, teasing and probing and it was fabulous. I put my index finger in my little lady's mouth and told Sarah to suck while drawing out the fellatio for as long as possible. And then when I came in her sweet mouth shooting gobs of white hot semen in her mouth, the wonderful little vixen that she was, swallowed it all of my semen not spilling a drop and when finished looked up at licking lips and smiling.

"Go upstairs and wait for me in the library, Mandy, I have to get Sarah settled in for the night."

Mandy gathered her clothing and equipment and then went upstairs. I turned to Sarah, who was still on her knees, waiting.

"You have had quite the day today, getting a complete body wax, haircut and all. Stand and face me, and then, close your eyes and open your mouth."

I removed a Heresy's Kiss from my robe pocket, and then pushed it past Sarah’s luscious lip into her mouth.

"You look lovely, my pretty Lady. Tomorrow you will be given some basic clothing and sneakers to wear and when you lose the weight we will see about a nice wardrobe. Mandy is a delightful little thing, don't you agree? She will be sharing my bed this evening and I believe that Minerva is trying to tempt me with her. It is not unheard to barter or exchange slaves back and forth, Good night."

Mandy was waiting in the library for me when I returned and made herself at home, perfect, she was curled up on the overstuffed leather couch like a little blond cat.

"I am in a mood for take-out, is Chinese to your liking?"

"Chinese will be wonderful, Michael. I just can't get over you allowing me so much fun. It is like I am out on a date."

"Good, it is settled then. There is a menu on the corkboard near the telephone in the kitchen and order me chicken with cashews, plus a pint of hot & sour soup. They make the chicken with cashews correctly at Wong's, never adding celery as filler. Order anything you like for yourself and then telephone the order in for delivery."

As we ate, we cuddled on the couch and listened to music. Mandy chose the Nutcracker Suite by Tchaikovsky and surprisingly this was her favorite piece of music. She told me how her mother would put her long honey blond hair in a chignon for her ballet lessons and many other things while I asked questions to draw her out, mostly listening. I let Mandy dance for me, enjoying her graceful movements and lamenting her short hair as well. Afterwards, we shared a bottle of chilled Inniskillin Riesling Ice Wine.

I genuinely enjoyed just being with and holding Mandy and letting her be herself to speak freely.

As Minerva stated “My methods are my own” and mine are my own as well, discipline and cruelty for their own sake will merely produce an obedient drone. I want to experience all aspects of my slave girls and not just their bodies. They have needs to satisfy, personalities unique to themselves…feelings. I value loyalty, affection, subservience and obedience, all these attributes coupled with intelligence. All these are the attributes of a desirable female slave and that evening in bed, Mandy kept me well satisfied.

When Minerva arrived the next day, she brought bras, panties, socks and several sizes of Nike sneakers for Sarah to try on and I met Katherine for the first time. She was about Mandy's age, brown eyes at five-eight, and with a buxom and voluptuous figure, a figure in contrast to Mandy's own petite one. Katherine's hair was light brown with natural blond highlights and it was styled in a short blunt ear length bob with short straight bangs. Like Mandy, Katherine was dressed all in white and wearing her white lab coat instead of a smock. Katherine would be giving Sarah a physical and then compile a brief medical history. In addition, Katherine would be drawing blood for lab work because I planned on putting Sarah on birth control pills.



While Katherine was giving Princess her physical, Mandy styled her Mistress's hair in a chignon. Minerva would be attending a Tribunal, that being a formal trial of the Sanctorum. She was specifically summoned to be sitting in judgment on a former Master for trying to sell one of his slaves to an outsider. Minerva advised me that she would be out of state for the next five days and would be taking Mandy with her to attend to her needs. The doctor that Katherine worked for was on vacation for two weeks and the Clinic was closed down. She also made arrangements to have Katherine & Mandy's small apartment painted and then new carpet put down. Minerva is a very well organized and efficient woman and always makes full use of her time and money.

"I know it's an imposition, Michael, but would you please let Katherine stay with you while I am gone? She has allergies to fresh paintnot to mention the new carpet and this will give the apartment time to air out thoroughly. I think that you will enjoy having her stay with you. Katherine has a very analytical mind and I know that you enjoy playing chess. I will be very surprised if you can beat her at all. As a matter of fact, I will bet you a dinner at Salvatore's that you lose 2 out of 3 games."

"I will take that bet Minerva, and will be happy to have her so enjoy your trip” and I was thinking “I certainly will be enjoying this buxom beauty.”

After her physical, Sarah was given her bras, socks and panties after she tried on several pair of Nikes. We determined that her correct size was 7 D and then Katherine would return the others and get one extra pair in her correct size while Minerva went to check on Sarah's new hairstyle.

"Not bad, at least now she is a well groomed little doggie.”Did Mandy leave you with makeup to practice with, slave?"

Minerva asked while stroking Sarah's freshly made curls.



"Yes Mistress and thank you for my undergarments and sneakers."

"It is about time you remembered your manners little doggie."

Minerva stated, as she stroked Sarah's face with the riding crop.

"I will be gone five days and Katherine will be staying with your Master. You will be provided with a jump rope and exercise mat and your diet will be modified to include more proteins. When I return you had better have lost 15 lbs., otherwise I will beat you.

After being with Katherine for five days, Michael will probably lose all interest in you and I am sure that we can come to some arrangement in payment or work out some kind of trade."

After Minerva and Mandy left for the airport I directed Katherine where to put her one small piece of luggage and makeup case.

I gave her my car keys with more than enough cash for the grocery list and then sent her shopping. I also told her to purchase some sexy lingerie and to surprise me and I explained that they would be all that she was allowed to wear for the next 5 days.

"If there is anything special you would like to eat, by all means purchase it, Katherine and if you want desert, be prepared to win two out of three games of chess and be warned, I am a competent chess player.”

I found Sarah wearing her new bra, panties and sneakers skipping rope so I sat down and watched her breasts bouncing up and down for a while and then I called her over to sit down next to me on the couch and this time, she knew what to do. Sarah sat down next to me and put her head on my chest, snuggling close.

"From this point on when we are alone, you have permission to speak if you have a question or concern. Give me your hand,

Sarah. Place it here like this with your fingers like this at the base of your throat.

This will be our non- verbal signal for you asking me for permission to speak, or to ask a question. I will either nod yes or shake my head no, if I am not able to answer out loud.

"May I have permission to speak freely, Master?"

“Yes you may.”

"I can never go back to my Amish community and I don't want to go back now. Mandy and Katherine seem so free and it is hard to explain, except to say that they are so feminine. They were very kind to me and they seemed so happy to be owned."

"They are happy because they have totally submitted, Sarah, and they are secure in their femininity in ways few women will ever experience. How many husbands do you suppose put forth such time and effort to totally know their wives."

"Will I be like them?" Sarah asked.

"You are like them and while I am holding you your nipples are hard as we speak, am I right little Lady?"

"Yes Master." Sarah replied, as she snuggled closer.

"Are you horny my pretty girl, do you want come?"

"Yes Master, do you want to fuck me?"

Sarah, where did you ever hear that word?"

"I just want to please you, Master."

"Then don't be vulgar, Sarah because I would prefer that you say make love too. I will not be vulgar with you no matter how angry, well almost never, and Slave or not, I expect you to speak like a Lady. You will speak and act like one when we are in public, and I will treat you like one and no, I do not want intercourse. I want oral sex from you. I left a basin and hot water and a washcloth on the stairs, please go and get it.”



"Here it is Master."

"You may wash me, my pretty girl…that is right, do it gently and take your time. Good girl, I think that it is clean enough. Did you notice how Mandy did it?"

"Yes Master do you want me to.... what word do you want me to use?"

"Go down will be fine and you may not speak until you are finished because you need to concentrate and listen, now show me what you have learned............Yes that's right, lick the entire shaft................Marvelous. Take your little tongue and lick the entire circumference of the tip….yes that’s the way to do it feels wonderful. Start sucking, good..........yes.... that's it...watch your teeth.”

I warned, lightly cuffing her head.

"Get your hand out of your panties and stop playing with yourself and concentrate on what you are doing”

I admonished, cuffing her lightly again.

Very satisfied, I just lay back on the couch with my hands buried in Sarah's curls until I exploded in her mouth.

"That was very nice for your first attempt at fellatio and you will have to learn to swallow it all unless you like having semen on your face. Now clean the semen that you spilled and then wash your face and brush your hair.”

When Sarah returned she again sat on the couch with me snuggling and putting head on my chest.

"You may hug or touch me if you like, I won't break."

She put her hand at the base of her throat while sitting up and looking up at me and I nodded, giving her permission to speak.

"I have read a few erotic novels, and you don't talk like Master's in them."

"How do they talk, my dear?"



"Well for one, the Masters never say my dear or please or call you a Lady. They generally just curse, beat and abuse their slave women."

"Those are just stories and fiction while this is for real and if you are obedient and comply I will treat you very well because cursing and swearing with abuse for abuses sake is not my way. I would advise you to resign yourself to that fact and another fact my dear, don’t ever equate kindness with weakness because like all men I can be a bastard when I have to be, and another fact my little Lady, you will be punished if you disobey me."

"Yes Master, I am not complaining."

"I know you are not, Sarah for you are obviously intelligent and you have an active imagination. Enough questions for now, your training continues."

"Close your eyes and get ready to kiss me."

I took a Hershey's Kiss from my robe pocket and then put it into my mouth and when I kissed her, I pushed it into her mouth with my tongue.

"That was for us my pretty girl, now you will taste like chocolate when I kiss you again. Take off your bra and panties now, but don't touch yourself. I will do that for you..........wonderful, you are absolutely dripping and our panties must be soaked. Now kiss me, marvelous, you taste like chocolate and tell me what you want, Sarah and use your imagination."

"Please Master, please let me come, your horny little slaves begs to let her come.

Stroke my cunt...., just like that...put your fingers in there.......oh, that feels so good, I'll be so good...I'm coming... I want to, suck on it again...kiss me, please, kiss me, Master..............."

Sarah's orgasm was incredible and after she came, she just collapsed against me softly crying as I stroked her hair and held her until she stopped.

"I want you to keep me, and I want to stay here with you. Please don't sell me to her I will do anything you say, my Master. I know I am not as smart as Katherine she almost being a doctor and I don’t own a business like Mandy, but I can cook and will clean your house and you will see that I can be anything you want me to be.

"I want you to listen to Mistress Minerva and show her that she is wrong about you. You will have to work extra hard to lose the weight in time. I have some books on beauty and makeup for you to read in your spare time and Katherine will help you with that although Mandy is the expert in that regard and tomorrow, I will bring you a lighted makeup mirror."

"I promise I will not disappoint you, Master and I have to exercise now, with your permission of course."

Katherine returned from her shopping trip and put the groceries away and then we went into the library and I put on some music that was suitable. I chose a CD of Traditional Strip Club songs that I bought on a whim for a dollar at a flea market and then I sat back and watched her dance and strip to the music while Katherine modeled the different baby dolls and teddies and I settled for the red one, the last one that she tried on for this evening. We played chess until 4:00 PM and Minerva was right, I lost three out of five and greatly enjoyed myself. I would like to think that this sexy little morsel distracted me but that was not the case.

Katherine was a much better player then I and I did notice a couple of tells. When Katherine was attacking, she always made a loose fist before each move and while defending, she always touched her forehead.

Katherine was warned that she would have to play her best or I would tie her to the pole for the night. Watching Katherine, I concluded that her mannerisms were precise, yet very feminine and Katherine would be a delight to own. I left Katherine in the library to read poetry and I went to the kitchen to prepare Sarah's meal. Sarah was given a grilled chicken breast and steamed broccoli, carrots and brown rice for dinner and I was very generous with her vegetable portions, a special treat for hard day of exercise. She was also given a large cup of jasmine tea with her meal. Sarah was very excited about receiving her mirror and makeup tomorrow and I let talk while she ate, keeping her company and mostly listening.

"Master, are you going to have my ears pierced?"

"Do you want to have your ears pierced, Sarah?"

"I've always wanted to have them pierced and Katherine says that she can do it."

She answered, excitedly.

"And she has stainless steel posts in her medical bag and will..."

"Is that so” I said, kissing her mouth and interrupting her. "What else does Katherine say?"

"Katherine explained everything about my birth control pills and she says I am very healthy. She thinks that you are handsome and loves your big house. Katherine told me that she hates living in that cramped apartment and that she loved my haircut and wished that her hair was as long as mine, or longer."

"I had intended to have your ears pierced, Sarah, and I will also have Katherine pierce your clitoral hood to have a permanent 18 karat gold ring inserted.”

"Yes, Master."

"I will be eating my dinner soon and we will talk to you again in the morning."

"May I pleasure you again, Master?"

"No, but I like the way that you asked this time, your choice of words. Get some sleep; you have exercised enough for today."

Good night, Master.”

Good night, my pretty girl.”

I walked away thinking

“Sarah is coming along just fine and she will be willingly sharing my bed sooner than I thought. There is no doubt that I am assured admittance to the Sanctorum at the next Gathering.

Katherine was waiting for me in the library, curled up with a copy of "Leaves of Grass" by Walt Whitman.

"The shrimp is cooling in the refrigerator, Master Michael, along with a fresh bowl of homemade cocktail sauce. I made it spicy, I hope you like things a little hot” She said, smiling. "I will put the steaks in the broiler for us as soon as the shrimp are well chilled."

"Very good, I am going to take a nap until dinner is ready, give me a least an hour. Set the dining room table with the dishes from the dining room china cabinet. The linen and the good silver are in the tree bottom drawers and don’t forget the good crystal."

We shared a couple bottles of Alamos Pinot Noir 2002 (Argentina) a nice red wine of moderate price and Katherine chose the dessert, New York Cheese Cake with fresh blueberries. I questioned Katherine during dinner, asking about her profession and making small talk. I drank sparingly and mostly listened as the wine loosened her tongue. I found out that Katherine loved poetry and the only time she read it was at work. Minerva did not approve and viewed poetry a waste of time for a slave. Katherine read it behind her Mistress's back and it was a shame that Minerva did not allow Katherine this harmless intellectual pleasure. I would keep this bit of information to myself. It was a minor infraction at best and I certainly did not want Katherine to be whipped for something that she let slip to me.

I did give her permission to be herself and because of this I assumed a certain degree of confidentiality, Slave girl or not.

As I have said before, I have my own methods. As is my preference and as a prelude to foreplay, I showered with Katherine as I did with Mandy. While her hair was still wet, I combed it straight back away from her face, tucking the sides behind her ears.

While she stood admiring her reflection in the mirror, I stepped behind her and I kissed and licked her neck and ears while caressing her curvaceous buttocks.

What a shame your hair isn't longer, Katherine for I would love to see you with a ponytail."

Katherine just sighed, not commenting.

Sarah's hair will eventually be much longer and her present style is merely transitional. Minerva suggested that I cut it much shorter, like Mandy's and I believe that bangs suit Sarah very well. You would be beautiful with or without and if I owned you I would prefer your hair much longer. But in keeping with your professional image I would require you to keep it pinned up work."

This brought a smile to Katherine's face, as I knew it would and Katherine turned and put her arms around my neck, kissing my mouth.

"It would be wonderful if you would buy me from Minerva and I will trust, no make that I am certain that you not to tell her that or what I let slip about the poetry, but a girl can dream can't I?"

Katherine was quite perceptive in concluding that I would remain silent, but I could not afford her even if I were a member of the Sanctorum, and even if I could afford Katherine, I doubt Minerva would sell her to me. Of the two, Mandy and Katherine, Katherine was the most complex. Intellectually, Katherine was Minerva's equal or mine for that matter and she was holding back as not to appear too smart. It would be a pleasure to explore Katherine's complexities. For the present, as long as she trusted me and was forthcoming, her perspective about her Mistress was invaluable.

"King takes Queen.... or shall I say the King will take the Queen to bed. We have five days to checkmate one another, Katherine. You know where my bedroom is, please wait for me there, and one other thing my dear. I know that you let me win and don’t ever let that happen again, I enjoy an intellectual challenge and conversations with educated Ladies.

I went to the library and locked the door behind me and going to the wall-to-wall bookcase on the east wall and I pushed the hidden catch. This allowed one side to swing inward revealing a hidden room and entering I closed the door behind me. My entire house has concealed fiber optic cameras and microphones in every room. Perhaps you think me paranoid? Some would say paranoia is merely heightened awareness and I am one of them. After my divorce, I built this room and installed these cameras and microphones to keep busy and for my own amusement and as you will see later on they turned out to be invaluable.

This is the Master control room that monitors the entire property. The dummy room is hidden in the basement and Minerva knows everything about the dummy one and it is functional but limited while this secret one will override everything. It requires a retinal scan to activate the system or specific voice activation with a password. To Minerva's knowledge there are only cameras in the basement and outside perimeter and that is all that she needs to know. I have a friend whose land is adjacent to mine and while I own 20 acres, David has at least 1400. I purchased most of my furniture from David, as he deals in the unusual and the unique and most importantly, David is discreet, a most desirable quality in a friend.

On occasion, when David goes out of town for any length of time, I will keep an eye on his property and I also will care for his dog, Socrates. Socrates and I have a unique relationship, I let him out to do his business and I feed him while Socrates mostly ignores me. Up until the time that he married, David was a very private person and I always called before I went to visit. David told me that I am always welcome and I attended his wedding with Minerva. But aside from emergencies I will always call first, out of respect.

My primary occupation is an Electrical Engineer and I am an inventor holding multiple patents. I own a small business employing six people installing complete security systems of my own design. I have a natural aptitude with computers and will build and incorporate them into the client's security systems and my clients are very wealthy and value discretion. In trade for installing David's security system, he remodeled the library containing the hidden room and it is almost impossible to find the hidden catch, and my library now has floor to ceiling bookcases and built into cabinets on all four walls.

In addition to my security business, I am a silent partner in a business that manufactures stun guns and tasers. They are all for government and police contracts and none of these products are available to the public and they all state of the art and my designs as well. I gave one to David awhile back, although I have no idea what he will do with it nor did I ask. David and Laura are most proficient with firearms and then there is always Socrates to keep trespassers away There are no blueprints for the one I used on Sarah and I custom built it for me and the blueprints are in my head as are those for my security system. The double quad core processor chips used in my computer's security system will not be released to the public for ten years. After I ran a diagnostic on the system, I joined Katherine in the bedroom.

We picked up where we left off in the bathroom and I made Katherine get on her hands and knees on the bed and entered her from behind. My instincts about her were correct, Katherine enjoyed having intercourse in this position. She begged me to pull her hair while I was banging her and she likes it hard and fast and is capable of multiple orgasms. Actually, Katherine likes intercourse in any position as long as it was a little on the rough side and after we finished making love, she wanted to cuddle before we went to sleep. Katherine was up early and she prepared a hearty breakfast of sourdough pancakes, pork sausages and hot coffee.

"Do you want me to bring Sarah her breakfast, Michael?”

"We will eat first, Katherine and then I will prepare Sarah's breakfast and bring it to her. Afterwards, I am going outside for a couple of hours to cut some wood. I have four cords done so far and hope to get three more cut and stacked for the season."

"Do you want me to help you, Michael?"

That won't be necessary, I need the exercise. Pick up around the house.... on second thought, it could use a good dusting. I am sure that you can find your way around."

I lost track of the time and was outside for most of the morning and when I returned, I found that Katherine had dusted and vacuumed my entire house. She greeted me at the door, assuming the position and she was fresh from the shower with her wet hair was combed straight back and it was tucked behind her ears and was shiny with hair gel. Katherine was wearing a red teddy. She had put on her makeup and was wearing blood red lipstick. I love this look on some women and for Katherine in particular.

You may stand slave girl, give your Master a kiss."

Katherine put her arms around my neck and complied with great enthusiasm.

"That was quite a work out and I'm soaked with perspiration. I must smell terrible."

"You smell wonderful, Master."

"Don't you want me to shower first?"

"No, I love the smell of clean sweat."

Katherine put her arms around my neck and kissed my mouth.

"Do you like my hair, Michael?"

"Get down on your hands and knees and I will show you how much I like your hair."

I did her doggie-style right there on the floor the way that she liked it, fast and hard, slapping her ass and pulling her hair and afterwards I made her clean me with her mouth.

"Assume the position.... very nice. I'm going to take a shower and then we will have lunch."

We ate lunch and then we brought Sarah her makeup mirror and makeup, as well as her noon meal. After Sarah ate, she and Katherine took turns skipping rope and then exercised together. The girls had worked up quite a sweat trying to outdo one another at jump rope and I suggested that they shower together while I watched. They soaped each other down, washing and conditioning each other's hair and drying themselves off. Then they spent half-an-hour doing thier makeup and I observed that Katherine enjoyed brushing Sarah's hair. When they finished, I sat on in the middle of the couch and called them over.

With one slave girl on either side, I announced "We are going to have a kissing contest and there is cheesecake and blueberries in the fridge and the best kisser will get a piece.”

Having two naked women on a couch trying to outdo one another, well.... this is one experience every man should enjoy at least once in a lifetime and I declared the contest a tie. Katherine and Sarah spent a great deal of time together during those 5 days and they seemed to get along together just fine. Katherine's gentle influence encouraged and taught Sarah the etiquette of the slaves as mandated by the Sanctorum. No doubt, it also helped her be more at ease with her previous repressed sexuality.

Sarah had another slave woman's perspective and having an exercise partner was another bonus. I used their exercise time to keep in shape cutting wood, plus it gave Katherine a chance to read poetry in the library.

On our last evening together, Katherine and I were sitting together in the library sharing a bottle of Dunnewood Merlot.

Katherine again told me something about Minerva that was quite insightful. I had always assumed that Minerva was bi-sexual or a lesbian. I saw no purpose in having female slaves unless you intended in having sexual relations with them. Minerva enjoyed the power and prestige of being a Mistress, a dominant and Katherine and Mandy were for the most part a source of income and mostly a status symbol. Not that Minerva mistreated them, they were more like unpaid servants for life and Minerva preferred the company of men. This was a puzzle, if Minerva preferred males, why have female slaves? These were not questions that I could just come out and ask her. I needed Minerva's support to enter the Sanctorum and in any case it was none of my business.

When Minerva returned, she was very pleased with Sarah's progress, although she put on quite the show when I refused to sell Sarah to her by pretending to be angry. I gladly took her out to dinner at Salvatore's twice. Once for losing our bet about chess and the other because we both craved Salvatore's veal Marsala.

Three months had come and gone and Sarah had safely lost the required weight and was now very tone and trim. She was allowed upstairs now during the day and was given her house cleaning duties. In this Sarah excelled, in addition to cooking and baking the recipes that her mother and aunts taught her. I purchased a variety of leotards for Sarah to wear around the house.

They hugged her contours and showed off her beautiful figure and the leotards were a constant reminder for Sarah to maintain her optimum weight with diet and exercise. Sarah was required to read one book a week and we discussed it, reviewing what she had learned. I purchased some textbooks and brought home library books on music and music appreciation. Sarah received constant exposure to all aspects of my collection, and learned to enjoy the classics and of course I taught her to dance.

On the first day of the sixth month, I placed a calendar on the refrigerator and on the last day of this mentioned month, Sarah will be allowed to sleep in my bed and we will have intercourse, but until then she will be sleeping on the cot at the foot of my bed. Each day Sarah will place an X on the calendar to record the passing days and my pretty girl was not allowed orgasm until then and must pleasure me with her mouth. The day finally arrived and I failed to qualify beforehand exactly when it would begin.

At exactly 12:01 AM, I was still asleep and Sarah got out of her cot and got into bed next to me, gently nudging and waking me up.

"What do you think you are doing, Sarah?" I asked sleepily.

"You said I would share your bed and I have been good, Master."

Sarah snuggled closer, sighing with contentment.

"Do you realize what time it is?"

"It is the last day of the month and exactly one minute into the day according to your atomic clock. Are you angry with me?"

"No, technically you are right and it is the next day and I did promise."

I replied, putting my arms around her.

"Are you going to make love to me now?"

She asked, kissing my chest.

“We will later, my pretty Princess, it’s time to sleep now.”

"Oh." Sarah, sighed, disappointed.

"But you have been good, my pretty girl and you know your place and that deserves a reward and you may address me by my first name when it is appropriate, such as now. Will that satisfy you until morning, Sarah?"

"Yes Michael, I can wait until later this morning.”

Sarah kissed my mouth and snuggled closer.

"Will you just hold me then, Michael?"

"Nothing would give me greater pleasure, little Princess."



"Good night, Master."

The alarm was supposed to go off at 7:00 AM but did not and I woke up instead to my little lady's sweet kisses on my face.

"Did you sleep well, Michael? Do you want me to prepare your breakfast?"

"Yes, very well indeed, especially with you in bed beside me and no, you and I will be going out for breakfast. Are you well rested little Princess?"

"Yes Michael, thank you for asking. I've never eaten in a restaurant before."

"I am sure that you will enjoy the experience, but first things first. Stand at the end of the bed.... Heel.... Down. Tell me what you want, little lady."

"I want to feel you inside of me and I want you to suck on my breasts."

"What else do you want?"

I asked, getting out of bed and stroking her moist cunt with my fingers.

"I want to lick your cock and suck on it."

"Tell me who I am, Sarah?"

"You are Michael, my Master."

"You are dripping with desire my pretty girl. Your sweet flower is my property as are the rest of you."

I took her on the floor in the bedroom and Sarah's sweet orgasm was incredible.

I'm coming.... ooh God it feels so good...Michael.... I want to suck on it.... yes, oh yes........make love to my flower.

After Sarah came I rolled her over on her back, pounding her until I achieved mine. When we finished showering together I said

"There is a large package wrapped in brown paper in the hall closet for you, please bring it here."

Sarah ran to the closet bringing it back to the bedroom. She then carefully opened it, folding the paper and putting it to one side.

"I decided that leotards might not be practical for outside attire and I will bet my eyeteeth that the blue jeans are a perfect fit.

Katherine washed them three times adding fabric softener at the end of the wash cycle and Minerva chose the blouse, Chinese silk, and it is a beautiful shade of jade green."

"Did Mistress Minerva really select this blouse for me? It is very beautiful!"

Sarah exclaimed, rubbing the fabric on her face.

But I thought that she hated me!"

"Minerva is a practical woman, Sarah and she has resigned herself to the fact that you are mine and not for sale or trade.

Minerva has a wonderful sense of style and in attempt to appease her and smooth things over we will be meeting her for breakfast and then we will be taking you shopping for clothing because I defer to Minerva's sense of style in women's attire."

We met Minerva in the restaurant and Sarah thanked Minerva for the blouse and Minerva...well, Minerva was Minerva.

We went to three different women's clothing stores and Minerva chose the clothing while Princess dutifully tried them on.

Minerva did not ask Sarah's opinion about anything, but I could tell that Sarah was pleased with every choice that Minerva made for her. What Minerva chose looked good on Sarah and was most appropriate and I concurred with all of Minerva's selections.

The shopping excursion took less than 2 hours and no doubt Minerva scoped out her selections ahead of time.

After Minerva left, I took Sarah to a jewelry store and bought her a pair of 18-karat gold hoop earrings.

Sarah put the stainless steel posts she was wearing in her pocket and I put the hoops in her ears before we left the jewelry store.

Sarah left the store beaming, my pretty Lady looked beautiful and she knew it. My final purchase for Sarah was perfume and I have always been partial to the scent of vanilla and we went to Macy's, going directly to the perfume counter. The woman behind the counter would not stop flirting with me much to Sarah's displeasure. All that Sarah could do to show her displeasure was to glare at the flirtatious clerk, and if looks could kill....

I bought her a bottle of spray cologne, Vanilla Fields by Coty and I received many hugs and kisses from Sarah at the perfume counter. Sarah certainly showed that flirtatious clerk. We spent the most of the day in various bookstores, browsing and afterwards, I took Sarah out for Chinese and taught her to eat with chopsticks.

One year after Princess's abduction, I was summoned to a Gathering of the Sanctorum and Sarah would also be attending for her interview in preparation to sign her slave contract while Minerva would act as my advocate. The gathering was held in an enormous building on the Hudson River that was once a Grand Hotel and this mention hotel was remodeled and restored to its former glory by the Sanctorum. Security on the grounds was extremely tight and we went through 3 armed checkpoints before we reached it. The three of us were escorted to the waiting room off of the main lobby and Minerva directed Sarah to strip and she would be naked and on display for most of the weekend. Slaves were not allowed clothing once the Gathering started, unless they were assigned to serve refreshments.

My initiation and oath would be before the council of 50, a Grand Master/Grand Mistress representing each of the 50 United States and after my oath, I would finally be given a gold signet ring upon which the Sanatorium's seal is engraved.

As a condition of membership I was required to bequeath 51% of all of my financial assets and real property at the time of my death and it should be noted that the Sanctorum considered slaves real property. I was given a retinal scan that was recorded and then my right hand was scanned to record my fingerprints. These measures were for security and identification purposes. Lastly, I gave them a cashier's check in the amount equal to 20% of my net worth from the numbers provided by their forensic accountants.

I was forth coming in declaring everything, including the money hidden in my mattress. The benefits of membership far outweighed the initial cost and their code of ethics was quite simple, loyalty, honesty and secrecy. After my initiation and paperwork, I was shown to my room by a naked blond slave girl. Minerva's room was adjacent to mine and she left me a note to meet her in the lobby at 7:30 PM. I took a shower and a nap, setting my alarm for 6:30 PM and was very excited at the events yet to come, events that would change my life forever.

Sarah was required to serve refreshments for two hours in the ballroom as were many other pretty slaves dressed like Sarah. Princess was dressed in a sexy French Maid's Uniform and there were no male slaves present?

Minerva was introducing me around when the pieces to the puzzle about Minerva's sexual preferences were coming together.

Of the Fifty Grand Masters & Mistress's present at my initiation, only ten were women the men out numbered the women four to one. Dominants, male or female were allowed to own female slaves.

"Michael, did you hear what I just said?"

"No, I'm sorry Minerva, I was just thinking how lucky I was to find your dance studio. Without your help, I would never be here today, my marvelous mentor, you were saying."

"You are welcome, Michael, and now that you are one of us, I wish to thank you as well. Your Sarah has created quite a stir among the gathering and the concept of stalking and abducting an Amish woman is all the talk. Not to mention successfully turning her into your slave and having her sign a contract. I as your mentor share a small portion of the accolades as well as for bringing you into the fold, so to speak. As I was saying, there is someone I want you to meet and she wants to purchase Sarah from you and before you say no, Michael, hear me out. If you agree to the sale, five hundred thousand dollars will be transferred to your account in Luxemburg.”

While Minerva was talking, I felt a small hand touch my shoulder. My beautiful Princess had turned in her maid's uniform and was kneeling naked beside me. Sarah's hair was growing out nicely, and she still had the same eye framing bangs and her hand was placed at the base of her throat as I taught her. I smiled at her and shook my head, indicating that Sarah did not have permission to speak.

"No Minerva, I respectfully must decline her offer."

"I know you so well my student, I knew that you would say that but Grand Mistress Maud is the prospective buyer and that changes everything and to sweeten the pot, I will give you either Katherine or Mindy to clinch the deal.”

"The answer is still no, Minerva, please tell Grand Mistress Maud that I must respectfully decline."

"Will you at least meet with her, Michael?"

"For you Minerva, of course I will meet with Maud for she is after a Grand Mistress."

"Then I will schedule a private audience with her and while I am gone please consider our offer”

Minerva turned, smiling and hurried away to talk to her mentor, the Grand Mistress Maud.

I turned and looked at my beautiful little Princess aware that she just heard everything and I took her hands and I took her hands in mine and helped her up not caring what anyone saw or thought and our eyes met with an unspoken understanding passing between us.

I whispered, “Never” and squeezed her hands and Sarah mine, whispering “Yes, Michael, I know”.

I nodded giving her permission to speak

"I signed my contract, Master!”

Sarah exclaimed.

"I have never seen so many beautiful naked women before, all of them slaves and I am so happy! I expected to be groped and leered at, but that was not the case and everyone here seems so polite and relaxed."

"The people here are unique, my pretty girl and you are not some whore or slut on display. You are a valued piece of property to them and are being guarded and protected now that you are part of the Sanctorum. Leering and groping is considered bad form and can lead to censure or expulsion. Did you eat?"

"Yes, thank you for asking, we were fed before we served refreshments and it was explained to me that my primary duty now is to attend to you and I will be going back to your room with you later for the rest of our stay."

As we were talking, I could hear a familiar voice calling to me from across the room and surprised I looked up to see my divorce attorney Matt Alderman wave to call me over. Kneeling naked beside him was his receptionist, Nancy, looking lovelier than ever.

"Congratulations Michael, welcome to the Sanctorum and is she the one I have been hearing so much about? Your Princess is quite pretty."

"Thank you, Matt, I have finally found my place in the world and I didn’t expect to see you here. You must know Minerva then even though she never mentioned it , and you, Nancy, you are looking lovelier than ever."

"Thank you, Master Michael, but if you will excuse me, I am required to serve refreshments soon."

After Nancy left, Matt and I found an empty table and sat down while Sarah knelt down next to me on the pillows provided for slaves at such events.

“I’m acquainted with her although we are hardly friends and Minerva is a tough nut to crack and is so serious and formal. Tell me, Michael do you still hate Martha?"

"I never hated her per say, Matt, although she hated me. Martha betrayed me when she committed adultery, but on the other hand if it were not for her...

"I know what you mean, however, if I were in your shoes, Michael, I would have ruined Martha by now, both financially and mentally and then I would make her crawl back begging. And when Martha was a broken wretch and was under my thumb, I would turn my back on her completely.

“You are one hard son of a bitch, Matt and that’s why I hired you” I said, laughing.

Matt raised his empty glass and motioned to a pretty blond slave carrying a tray with glasses of champagne.

"Thank you, dear, I will take two. You look very nice in that outfit, Cindy, send my regards to your Master.”

"Thank you, Master, Matt, I shall certainly tell him."

"A toast to you Michael and I hope that you acquire many more!"

Matt exclaimed, winking at me while raising his glass of champagne. Matt was obviously well into his cups and this would be my opportunity to get some answers and I did. I found out that Grand Masters are not elected but appointed by a consensus of the fifty. Grand Mistresses serve at the pleasure of the Sanctorum. They may make recommendations and they may vote but their number is limited to ten while the Grand Masters have the weighted vote. The value of Mistresses lies in their ability to secure women slaves for the Masters and wealthy, intelligent women such as Grand Mistress Mandy are considered an asset to the Sanctorum as a whole.

It was announced that Grand Mistress Athena would be stepping down due to health reasons and a replacement would have to be chosen by the fifty with Minerva rumored to be a possible runner up. Minerva was highly regarded by many of the fifty and especially by her mentor, Grand Mistress Maud. The last piece of information was the most valuable of all. Male slaves did not exist in the world of the Sanctorum and Masters or Grand Masters found guilty of serious offences could be put to death. Males played for the highest stakes of all.

My meeting with Grand Mistress Maud was not what Minerva expected. I was polite and respectful and I turned down the second and third offer as well, politely of course. The Grand Mistress was gracious and she told me that the offer of a 2 million was still on the table should I change my mind.

Minerva's anger was barely contained while we were in the room with Maud. The only indication of such was in her beautiful green eyes and I expected lightning bolts to strike me down from the looks that Minerva gave me, and after we were alone.

“What’s done is done, it not unheard for a Master to fall in love with a slave, but I’m disappointed in you. Do you realize the power that I would have wielded as a Grand Mistress and the things that we could have accomplished together? Go back to the ballroom and mingle and I will be with you shortly."

Minerva kissed my mouth and bit my lip enough to hurt me and then smiled her beautiful smile. I was tempted to swap Minerva's butt as she walked away, but then thought the better of it.....................

Another year had now gone by and Minerva had not achieved her goal to be a Grand Mistress, Mistress Pamela was installed instead. Minerva and I had grown apart and were no longer spending as much time together, make that no time. Even though I missed her and her beautiful green eyes and her smile, that beautiful smile, and damn it I did nothing wrong and it was in my rights to not to sell Sarah to Maud. If Minerva didn’t return my calls so be it, as long as we cooperated for the good of the Sanctorum. At least then I got to see her then, even though she was cold, polite and proper.

During the next five months, I took off time from work and Sarah and I did some traveling. We went to Hawaii for two weeks and then I rented a convertible and we spent another month just touring the West coast and during our tour I taught Sarah how to drive a stick. We stayed in the best hotels, many nights for free, compliments of the Sanctorum.

Minerva showed up one evening with a bottle of wine and was dressed to kill. She was wearing a tight black dress and her makeup was impeccable and her beautiful red hair was curled and pinned up the way she knew I liked her to wear it.

"We are both too stubborn for our own good, Michael and I want things to be the way that they were between us”

Minerva said, kissing my mouth.

"Let me make things up to you and I promise that I will make this an evening that you will never forget."

I was thinking, “My beautiful Minerva, I'm sure it will be an evening neither of us will ever forget.

"Shall we dance first, my marvelous mentor, just the two of us, I have missed you and yes I can be a stubborn bastard.

"That will be wonderful, Michael, and you know how much I enjoy dancing, especially with you."

Minerva touched my face and kissed my mouth long and deep.

"Then I shall lock Sarah in the library for the evening so as not to disturb us."

We danced and then shared a bottle of Giesen Riesling 2006 (New Zealand) and then we danced some more and Minerva was quite passive this evening. I did some things I had never done to her in the past while dancing, I played with her hair.

First I removed the hairpins in her curly bun and then took her hair down completely. In the past I always waited when we were in the bedroom and Minerva always wore her hair up when we danced. Once it was down I buried my hands in her curls as we danced and she let me, curious.

I didn't ask first as I always had, and I was quite forward when I unzipped her dress while we were dancing and stuck my hand inside of her panties. I also held her more tightly then usual and patted and rubbed her shapely while not letting her pull away.

I kissed and licked her neck and ears, and Minerva let me...seeming to enjoy this new...shall we say, disrespectful attention

Minerva suggested we go to my bedroom wanting to spend the night.

“There is the matter of oral sex owed to you, lover."

Minerva removed her slinky black dress.

"Lie on your back and close your eyes, Michael, relax, I will take care of everything."

I did as Minerva requested, anticipating what would come next.

"Are the condoms still in your top dresser drawer?"

"Yes, where they always are, beautiful”

I was lying on my back with my eyes closed waiting and I could hear her opening and then closing the top drawer. Minerva in her haste or perhaps it was the wine forgot to put the condom on. She started by stroking my cock with her hand, and then I felt something cold on my neck and I opened my eyes. Minerva had removed my hand taser from the drawer and pressed against my neck.

"Surprise, lover"

Minerva said, smiling, and then she depressed the switch and the arc of electricity jumped between the electrodes entering my nervous system, wow, so that is how it felt.

"You are an ungrateful bastard, Michael and you cost me a great deal of money, and not to mention my chance to be Grand Mistress. How can you be so obtuse?”

I just lay there not moving for what else could I do?

"That should keep you in your place for a while.”

Minerva said, blowing me a kiss."

"You are a fool, Michael in telling me about your hidden control center in the basement. For a security expert, you are not very secure and you are weak falling for in love with a slave, a slave, when you could have had me, a Grand Mistress.

While you and Princess were on vacation, Maud and I made some modifications. What do you think of that?"

Minerva asked and placing the taser on my testicles and again pressed the trigger.

"Maud is just fifteen minutes from here and I am going to pick up my cell phone and call her................ Maud is on the way. The offer is still on the table except now the offering price is a dollar and I keep Mandy and Katherine and you are going to take the offer and like it. Did I mention we planted bogus evidence showing hidden, undeclared money in an off shore account. The Cayman Islands to be exact, proving you lied to the Sanatorium's auditors, but we didn’t expose, not yet anyway.

If you want to remain a Master in good standing, Michael, you had better do as you are told, little boy."

Leaning forward and kissing my mouth, Minerva again zapped me with the taser and then put it on the bed next to me.

Turning her back to me, Minerva dressed and then bent over to pick up her purse. I sat up and slapped her shapely ass, hard, causing Minerva to shriek with pain and fright.

"Minerva, Minerva...my beautiful teacher and mentor, what have you done?"

"How...I don't understand, Michael, how?”

"Do you mean this" I said, picking up the taser and depressing the trigger as I walked towards her and as she slowly was retreating.

"But, I tested it myself just like you showed me, and the electricity jumped between the electrodes and the bars indicated that the battery is good with a full charge”

Minerva was now backed into a corner.

"Very simple my dear, I will explain. There is a switch inside this unit that can only be activated by a samarium cobalt magnet of a specific polarity. This mentioned magnet is contained within the titanium ring that I always wear. Without the ring the sparks are just for show, but it did tingle slightly when you sapped me if that is any consolation to you."

"We still broke into your security system and planted a malicious mutating virus on your computer that will be traced back to you when you infect the internet if you didn’t comply. If you don’t get out of my way it will go off in 90 seconds. Our hard evidence will be sent Registered Mail to Arthur after all of your wealth has been be transferred to a secret account that you will never find.

I suggest that you let me have my cell phone, little boy because you are beat no matter what.”

Minerva said defiantly, and I laughed and just shook my head.

“Every room in this house has multiple fiber optic cameras and microphones and everything that you and Maud have done has been recorded as it is now. The room you know about is a decoy and the real one is elsewhere and the virus has been nullified. As we speak there is a live feed over the internet on an encrypted connection to a few concerned Grand Masters. You have just incriminated yourself and Grand Mistress Maud as well.”

"What happens now, Michael?"



"Get dressed and pin your hair back up in a bun, Minnie."

"How dare you address me in that manner, I…?

"How dare I, Minnie, how dare I?”

I interrupted, stepping forward without the taser and grabbing her beautiful long hair. I wasn’t disappointed and she put up a fight

and tried to knee me in the groin and then landed a good solid punch to my eye before I threw her on the bed and pinned her arms above her head. My beautiful Minerva was defiant to the last… and she was magnificent

"Minnie, Minnie, Minnie, have you not heard a word that I have said?"

I then leaned forward and kissed her mouth and she bit me, this time drawing blood.

"I dare that and more Minerva and now you have made me angry.” I shouted and then checked myself.

I crossed her wrists and held them in place with one hand letting her struggle in vain.

“Do you really want to go there?”

I asked, my voice growing hard and as she looked at me defiantly.

“You know what a bastard I am when angry and what I am capable of. If you want to fight me like a man then that can be arranged, and trust me you won’t like it. I won’t warn you a second time.”

I leaned forward again and kissed her mouth wincing and getting my blood on her lips.

I could have you here and now, forcibly rape you against your will, as is my right in the eyes of the Sanctorum for what you have done. I could have been put to death if I was found guilty with your planted evidence. Don’t fuck with me, Minnie!”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath while holding her down and sighing and letting the anger melt away and then I said in a reasonable tone.

"Maud will be here shortly, so just do as you are told and put your hair up and that is not a request.”



I let go and Minerva stiffly got up and did as she told and put her hair up in front of my dresser mirror while I smashed her cell phone and then opened my laptop.

"I am going to allow you your dignity for now, go downstairs and wait for Maud. The telephones are disabled and the doors and windows are locked. It will do you any good to warn her at this point and if you did we would track you down.

After Minerva went downstairs, I dressed I sat with my laptop to monitor things from upstairs. As soon as the Grand Mistress was in the house I then sent a remote signal to lock all the door and windows to keep them from leaving. I also jammed any cell phones from working inside the house. I found them both waiting for me in the kitchen and while Maud was calm and collected sipping a bottle of my India Pale Ale. Minerva was sitting next to her with her hands over her face crying softly. I put some ice in damp towels and then put them on my eye and lip and sat down across from them. Maud was the first to speak

"For goodness sake, Minerva, stop crying and try to acting like a Mistress for the short time you have left as one. Michael is the one with the fat lip and black eye.”

Turning to me, Maud said

"All the doors leading to the outside are locked and you somehow jammed my cell phone reception and I assume all the windows are locked as well, not that it matters for where would we go. I hope that you don’t mind me helping myself for it will be the most expensive drink of my life.”

"Not at all Grand Mistress, please help yourself to another.”

"Good form, Master Michael, I detected no sarcasm in your voice."

"None was intended, Grand Mistress."

“How long will it be until the enforcers arrive here, Michael?"

"They will be here in approximately ten minutes and I have disabled the cameras and microphones to this room.

You may speak freely, Grand Mistress and anything said here and now shall remain between us.”

"Thank you Michael, but under the circumstances Maud will do."

"As you wish, Maud.”

"You have very nice manners, Michael. Minerva tells me that you never swear or curse; well maybe today and that said we should have been more careful. Minerva underestimated you and I overestimated her. Minerva is in love with you Michael and was too proud to tell you and she is jealous of your slave, Princess. My deep affection for Minerva and her jealousy towards your Sarah has been our ruin. You however will come out of this a very wealthy man."

“Are you in love with me, Minerva?”

Minerva look up and looked at me, took a deep breath but said, nothing and Maud continued.

Still, I care for her deeply, Michael and I believe that you do as well, despite everything that has happened. Do you understand what I am telling you, Michael?"

"I understand perfectly, Maud”…………….

The enforcers arrived and escorted Maud and Minerva from the premises and after they left Grand Master Arthur remained to brief me on the upcoming events.

“Did Minerva do that to you, Michael? I didn’t see a bruise or scratch on her, good for you.”

"The Tribunal of 13 will take place in 2 days and Minerva and Maud will be defending themselves. I have known Maud for over forty years and her financial savvy has greatly increased the Sanatorium's coffers during that time. You may testify against them for their crime against you and the Sanctorum although that is hardly necessary. When they are found guilty, and they will be found guilty, they will be stripped of their titles and made slaves. It is your right to claim 20% of their net worth and the rest will go to the Sanctorum and in Maud's case, you are looking at close to 50 million dollars in your pocket. I would ask you a favor, though, Michael, make no claim on Maud's person. Allow Maud remain as community property of the Sanctorum. I wish to purchase her and then she still can still be of some service to us and I will remember your generosity."

Minerva and Maud were found guilty as Grand Master Arthur predicted and Minerva became my property, per the stipulations of her original contract and Katherine and Mandy's contracts were transferred to me. I am a wealthy enough Master now to afford four lovely slaves and because of this my standing in the Sanctorum has grown immensely and I have received multiple offers for Minerva’s purchase that naturally I have turned down.



I closed Minerva's dance studio and the beauty salon remained opened. Katherine and Mandy will continue on with their professions and they both live with me now. Minerva finally got her pole and she is bound to it in the basement. In 5 minutes she will have been standing for 8 hours. I expect no real problems from her and Minerva remains a defiant but disgraced woman with nowhere to go. Unfortunately, I will have to make an example of her.

Despite everything that has happened, I do care for her and my instincts tell me that she will make a marvelous slave.

"It is time, Michael” Katherine reminded me “We are ready."

We all went down to the basement to prepare Minerva for her new life and I took Minnie’s face in my hands.

"I am going to take out your ball gag and blindfold of Minnie and you do not have permission to speak; you will now listen.

You are no longer my equal, and you are now my property, slave Minnie, once known as Mistress Minerva and you will have to earn the privilege to serve me. You will work alongside my three slave girls standing before you and Slaves though they may be their loyalty to me is absolute. And now for your collar Minnie, although only a prototype it will do the job”

I said locking it into place.

"You are confined to this house and collar will prevent from leaving. The electrical shock will render you unconscious if you attempt to disobey. I will have your permanent collar completed it a few weeks and it will be smaller and prettier, but just as effective and it will also be waterproof."

And this was a bluff because I wasn’t going to fully activate either, but Minerva didn’t know that nor did my girls and I gave her a little tingle with the remote as a warning.

"I have decided that you need a haircut and it is unseeingly that you should have hair longer than your sisters in bondage. But first slave Minnie, there is the issue of oral sex owed."

I released Minnie from the pole and made her kneel before me and Mandy brought me her scissors. I cut off her beautiful long hair while Minnie went down on me without a condom as my girls watched. I made her swallow my semen and then clean me with her mouth and tongue, Minnie's hair was cut just to the nape of her long neck.

Katherine helped Minnie to sweep up her hair and throw it in the trash, but Minnie's haircut was not over for Mandy would do the honors and finish it. But first I ordered Minnie to the slop sink and I ordered her to wash herself body and shampoo her red hair in warm water while we watched. The first cut was a chin length blunt bob and Mandy fussed with it, curling it under until it was sleek and smooth. Minnie looked very attractive in this style but I preferred it long as it once was, however discipline would be maintained and I would enjoy watching it grow out.

"Is her hair short enough, Michael?" Mandy asked.

"I want it as short as yours is, Mandy and when your honey blond hair is as long as Minnie is now I may allow Minnie to grow her hair out. By then, she may be worthy to serve me, we shall see."

Mandy gave Minnie her final haircut, a short pixie cut with bangs and it was a duplicate of Mandy's own, except for the color.

I had the bathroom open for Minnie with the hot water still turned when Mandy finished the last haircut. The cot and air mattress were in place and two blankets and sheets were folded neatly on it.

We left Minnie naked, sitting on her cot next to her bowl of apples…….

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