Chapter 4: Said the spider

Leah awoke to find Hayden standing over her in jean pants, with the Asian woman kneeling beside him patiently looking up at him. She was already wearing her own leash and collar. Hayden turned his head away from her to gaze down at Leah as she woke up.

"Did you sleep well?" He said with a smile.

Leah nodded as he motioned her up.

"Excellent, you'll have chores to do today to earn your stay." Hayden said, handing the other slave the key to Leah's manacles.

"Unlock her, and be quick about it. You both will have a lot of work to do." He said, watching the Asian unlock her. The smaller woman quickly used the key to unlock them before returning to him. Kneeling again, she presented him with the key.

As Leah got up to receive her own leash, since she still wore the collar given to her, Leah noticed exactly how much smaller the Asian slave was. While Leah might be considered a slim woman, the Asian slave was tiny. Barely 5'0, if that, she would be described as dainty and fragile looking. Her breasts were small and she had firm little ass.

Leah couldn't help but recall what happened to her yesterday. For a woman her size, it had been hard enough to take in Hayden's very large cock. How had this girl managed it, being so much smaller than Leah?

Leah's thoughts were interrupted as she heard the click of the fastener as it was attached to her collar, and Hayden led them up the stairs. Since the Asian woman's leash was shorter, she went up first, with Leah trailing behind her. Both were naked and barefoot as usual, as they were led across the polished wood floor.

When they all entered the living room, Hayden said, "Sit."

Both women sat down on the floor waiting for their instructions. He told Leah to clean and dust the living room at first, while the other girl worked on cleaning the kitchen. As they finished each of their jobs, they ended up working together as they hand polished the floor.

"No talking." Hayden said, before heading off to the living room to eat and watch t.v.

When they find themselves alone, Leah asked, "Why does he have us do this? Can't he get someone else to do it?"

"And risk someone else finding us by accident? Besides would you rather be in the basement?" The Asian woman whispered.

Unbenounced to either of them, Hayden was listening to the entire conversation, after returning from getting something from the garage. Leah realized this when the other woman looked back and froze.

Like in a classic horror moment, Leah finding every hair on the back of her neck standing on edge and her breath catch in her throat. Slowly she turned around, to find those same hungry eyes that had been burned into her memory.

"I think our new arrival can keep working on her own. You..." He said, pointing at the Asian woman, "Can help me with something while she does that."

Laying down the polishing cloth, the other slave got and walked into the living room, disappearing around the corner. Hayden's eyes followed her for a moment, focusing on her pretty little ass, a pleased look on his face.

Turning back to Leah, he said, "Make sure you wait here, and don't come back into the living room even after you are finished. The rest room is down the hall to your right. I expect you need a shower, since unlike the others you haven't taken one today yet. You'll find towels inside you can use, but finish the floor first."

He stood then, waiting for a moment as if expecting something.

"Yes, master." Leah said, after thinking about it.

Hayden grinned and left her to her work.

When they were gone, Leah managed to finish, after what seemed like forever. Tired and sore, she was looking forward to a warm shower. Finding the bathroom, she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. A gray towel was laid out for her on the counter for her to dry herself. Relieving herself in the toilet, she washed her hands before getting into the shower and pulling the curtain closed, there was no lock on the door.

Comfortable that she at least had some privacy, Leah took her time under the warm spray of water to wash herself. Shampooing her hair first, Leah used her fingers to work the herbal scented into it deeply. It felt so good and she loved the smell of it.

Finding a body wash on one of the shelves, she squirted some into her hand, and began lather it all over her body. Washing her face, breasts, and neck, Leah moved her hands down to her stomach before moving on. She was determined to clean every inch of herself, loving this private moment. When she was done and turned off the shower, she stepped out of the white tub, and toweled herself off.

Next to where the towel had lain, there was a toothbrush, along with some other toiletries to refresh and clean herself. All of them were neatly arranged for her use on the counter next to the sink.

Folding the towel when she was done, Leah left the bathroom and went to sit where Hayden had indicated. As she waited, she started to hear sounds from the living room, and grew curious after awhile. Crawling to the corner she peeked around it to see. What she saw made her gasp.

The Asian woman's arms and head were trapped inside black colored wooden stocks, like those used in medieval times and the like. A red ball gag had been forced into her mouth, with two straps secured to the back of her head, holding it in place. The stocks held the woman in place on her knees, leaving her completely vulnerable.