Decision Time: Master or Slave?

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"Tell Daddy, love, when did you last buy a new book?" I ask you idly, while caressing your thighs with my free hand.

I await your reaction, as we pull into the parking lot of the very stately book shoppe, though granted, it's seen better days what with the Great Recession and all.

 

[celestialdragon]

"About a year ago, Daddy," She replied, looking around in the car. "Malleus Maleficarium, third edition. Light reading."

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"Well, guess what you get to shop for today, albeit au naturel?" I laughed as I informed you.

"Ready to meet your old friends as a naked slut for Daddy, let them see how happy you are in that state?" I teased you.

 

[celestialdragon]

She squealed happily, and leaned over the console to kiss his cheek sweetly. "Thank you, Daddy," she said, beaming proudly. All of her books had been seized when she declared her status, and she was looking forward to starting to rebuild her collection again.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"Oh, you are very welcome, my dear. So, care to follow Daddy into the shop? I wonder if you've been in this same shop before, have you?" I suggest, grinning at the notion that your old friends will see you like this.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Which shop is it, Daddy?" she asked, checking her hair in the car mirror. She was excited beyond belief.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"Markham's Olde Book Shoppe, of course," I pointed to the place that had prospered most in the years right before the economy suffered its troubles, hopefully a temporary crisis to be resolved by the slavery policy among other things.

The Nihilists had done quite well for England since they ended Labour's rule and utterly decimated the Tories as well.

"Come, Scarlet. Daddy's going to show you off with pride, love," I instruct you as we head to the oaken doors.

 

[celestialdragon]

She squealed in delight, obediently following her Daddy. She loved Markham's, she rarely went there but when she did, it was usually on her way to London or coming back from London.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

Simon smiled as he noted her enthusiasm, heading inside the doors, only to be reminded of the full weight of the social changes. There was a sign inside noting as follows.

ATTENTION ALL MASTERS KEEP AN EYE ON YOUR SLAVES. ALL SHOPLIFTING BY SLAVES ARE THE CRIMINAL AND CIVIL RESPONSIBILITY OF THEIR MASTERS. PER ARTICLE IV, SECTION VI, CLAUSE D OF THE DECISIONS ACT OF 2025.

Another sign read:

PROUDLY OPERATED BY SLAVE LABOR PER THE DECISIONS ACT OF 2025. SLAVE LABOR PROVIDES A FRESH START TO SLAVES. DO YOUR PART. BUY A SLAVE.

 

[celestialdragon]

Scarlet read the signs and smiled before opening the wooden doors. Breathing in deeply the smell of books, she wandered back to where the old books were, going through as she made mental notes in her head about which books she had owned, and which she needed.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"Window shopping are you now, love? Feel free to enjoy yourself. Daddy shall pay, within reason, of course," I told you, proud of how much you love to read....so much like Daddy.

Just then, Cedric Wilham, one of your old friends from the stage, approached you....also wearing nothing but a slave collar. His cock was hard as a rock at the sight of your naked beauty, but he was also nervous for some reason.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Ced? Is that you?" She asked. "You're looking good!" She smiled at him appreciatively. She always thought that Cedric was good looking. They had tumbled in the sheets a couple of times, but two submissives in bed together didn't work out. "Something wrong?" she asked, turning back to the bookshelves. Her eyes flickered back to her Daddy and she gave a warm smile.

 

[landiek]

Victoria was surprised by Peter's admission. All the years she wondered about him only to see him make a career that would frown upon his relationship with the hired help.

"I thought you would have been groomed for someone within your social standing."

Victoria marveled his devotion to hope. Still not sure if punishment was going to be feasible after her current discovery. Now she recalled Simon calling her a saucy wench as she was very bossy in youth. Yet Peter found her attractive and yearned for her, no wonder he dropped to the floor.

His face so torn was ripping against her nerves. Being Peter's owner was going to be a constant challenge. I won't weaken. Victoria vowed to herself.

"This time dearheart I forgive you. However the punishment of a spanking stands.
And you will count them." Victoria drew back her arm and bought her arm forward letting her palm strike the center right above his anus. "And dearheart.. don't ejac or you'll be licking it up."

Each of her blows struke the same spot. The cheeks would burn and ache when he sat or knelt on his heels. This was her gift and forgiveness rather then flogging his ass and balls.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

I wondered about that, too, until Cedric pointed to his cock cage. Clearly, he was under lock and key in more ways than one. His new owner had some rather cruel designs on him, in more ways than one. He was very flustered right then.

"Master let me work here to earn money, but he doesn't want me shagging anyone, so he put me in this. Master loves to use my mouth and arse, but says that my cock is be kept in permanent chastity. No hope of release, ever again. He does lend my work as I've said, and he lends my mouth out to lady friends of his. Just no fucking allowed, unless they want to peg me," he shuddered at his master's cruelty.

I shook my head at this cruelty, but reminded myself that the man had sold himself. No one forced him into it. It was tough and unfair, but so was life. Nothing much that could be done about Cedric's predicament.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Peter Masterson

Peter felt some hope and relief at Victoria's unexpected kindness, which was more than he deserved. Dared he hope that her softened sentence and endearments, despite her still strict command, well within her rights as his Mistress, meant some kind of affection toward him after all?

Or was that too much to hope for?

Anyway, she told him to count, and count he did.

"One, two, three, four..."

Despite his hard-on, which only increased with the punishment, knowing that he was hers and she had deigned to claim and correct him, he held back, not wanting to displease her. That was what had upset him, after all. Not the punishment or harsh words, but even the hint that he had displeased her. He never wanted to displease her again.

He was hers and his worse fear was that she would sell him to someone else, someone to whom he was just another possession, rather than a willing slave who adored and worshiped her.

 

[celestialdragon]

Scarlet raised a brow. "That's unfortunate," she admitted. She patted his shoulder. "Really wish I had kind words to ease the pain, but I can't. Perhaps he'll come to terms with it, or he may not. Got to make the best of it." She gave a little smirk. "The benefits are worth it, in my opinion. Now, tell me, where are you hiding your Shakespeare works?"

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"Sure....I guess. Sorry to bother you with my troubles. Just needed to vent somewhere," Ced now shivered, especially once the proprietor grabbed him by the scuff of the neck.

"Complaining, are you? Well, let's see what your Master thinks of that! Excuse him, folks. I suspect that he is about to wish that he was still in chastity when his Master finishes with him," the proprietor said, and he didn't look like Averell Markham at all.

"Where are your Shakespeare works, then?" I repeated your query.

"Oh, just over there. Excuse me. I have a naughty slave to punish," the man said.

"Where's Mr. Markham?" I wondered.

"Oh him? Went into debt, poor bugger. Had to sell himself and everything that he owned, including this here shop. Still, I had a soft spot for the old man, so I let him stay upstairs...as my slave. He just has to do the chores, that's all. Daily. Small price to pay. Well, and show up now and then to promote the bloody place. I'm Reginald. Why do you ask?" the cruel owner asked.

 

[celestialdragon]

Scarlet overheard the conversation, but she was busy scanning the Shakespeare works, letting Daddy talk to Reginald. She wasn't going to intervene. She did cast a small smile of reassurance at Cedric, knowing that he wasn't going to like his punishment at all.

She came back over with her favorite Shakespeare works on her hip. Macbeth, Hamlet, Julius Caeser, Antony and Cleopatra, Romeo and Juliet .

"Pardon me," she said, looking up at him. "If you don't mind, would you pass on a message to Mr. Markham? Let him know the Miss Collins wishes him well." She smiled up at her Daddy. "I think I'm done for now, Daddy."

 

[landiek]

After the fifth swat Victoria stepped away. She was too caught up in the moment and may not have had the foresight to quit.

It was ten minutes later when she felt in control of her urges and held up the collar. "Come crawl over here and be claimed properly."

Victoria watches how his body moves as he creeps closer and the red handprint glowing on his asscheeks. . But the one thing that had her best attention was the raging boner. The one that would delight them both. Ambrose was an anal nut and treated his wife as a submissive and one of his greatest thrills was exciting her body and orally enjoy her orgasms... but she wasn't good enough to tarnish.

Today she was free of the restrictions of the will. Today she would know the answer that girls learn as they become women. How the first fuck feels when the hyman breaks.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"I shall, while he's sucking my cock," Reginald laughed, before I change the topics and turn to you.

"So, any other books you want, Scarlet, love? Daddy really plans to reward and pamper you this morning," I inform you, quite the contrast to how others are treated.

 

[celestialdragon]

Scarlet beamed up at her Daddy, and wandered over to the novel area, grabbing a few of her favorites. James Joyce's Finnegan's Wake. Dumas's The Three Musketeers and The Count of Monte Cristo. Victor Hugo's Les Miserables. A book of Celtic folk and fairy tales.

"All light reading," she joked with her Daddy. She stood on tiptoe and kissed her Daddy's cheek sweetly. "Thank you, Daddy."

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Peter Masterson

"Yes, Mistress. This one lives to serve You and to be Yours," Peter knelt before you, awaiting your collar.

His arse hurts, but he is embracing the pain as proof that he has at least one use. As long as he pleased Mistress that much, it would be a reason not to sell him, wouldn't it? Clearly, she had some sentimentality toward him, but not as much as he hoped in his wildest dreams....still, it was something, wasn't it? At least part of his fantasy come true.

He was luckier than he deserved to be, he thought as he faced Victoria and looked up at her with absolute worship, desire, and affection....even now....fear, too, of course. A slave had every reason to fear. All warring in his soul.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

"Great taste in literature, Scarlet. Daddy is pleased and proud with you, love. Now, let's pay up, shall we, or did you want one of those fancy sodas or coffees or teas?" I teased you.

Like you, I totally ignored the reference to one of Markham's slave duties....not something pleasant to focus on....though it could be a prank on Markham's part.

 

[celestialdragon]

Scarlet giggled and shook her head. "No, thank you, Daddy," she said. She followed him to the check out counter, kissing his hand almost reverently, a sign of her devotion to him.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Simon Masterson

I paid for the books, with my discount card bringing it down to sixty pounds...yes, down to that. Without it, the books would have easily set me back twice as much. Either way, I had some of the old money that the folks hadn't squandered before they passed on, and then I had invested it well, plus I was a rising star in the Bank of England, so between that, I was able to handle the hit and to spare.

I kissed Scarlet's lips after I settled up and got my receipt, saying, "You are most welcome, love."

Just then, I saw Markham approach us with a grin, "Gotcha! You thought that I had to sell, didn't you? Reginald was a sport and fooled you all. Did you really think that I would lose my shirt? Actually, he's my slave, and between us, I plan to let Ced out of his cage around here whenever I can, but in public, it has to stay on. Can't anger his Master or I'd lose his labour. This place is the only relief he gets."