Chapter 2

She got there at nine fifteen. Marg opened the door and let her in.

"I'm sorry the traffic was murder."

"Never mind Diana, come in. Listen, I'm in a conference call right now. As soon as I'm done, we'll talk. Your room is down the stairs, go left to the last curtain on the left."

She walked down the stairs into a large room that looked like a combined office exercise gym with a hardwood runway down the center. She turned left into a hallway with three door openings on the left and three on the right. All the doors had curtains on them, except the second on the right, which had a door on it and a sign saying boys & girls. The curtains on the right doors were open. One was a large room with an open shower, a bathtub, a hot tub and a washer and dryer. The second was full of clothing racks and one wall of shelves and drawers. She drew the curtains to her room. There was a twin bed a dresser, a make up table with a large mirror, some chairs and two footstools. There was one small window high on one wall. On the dresser sat a small TV and a VCR. The floor was thickly carpeted. She opened her bags, hung her clothes in a small closet, and put her undies and things in the dresser.

Suddenly a voice came over a speaker on the wall. "Diana undress yourself and shower, you will find a shower cap and everything else you need in the bathroom. When you are finished, there are high-heeled slippers in the clothing room. You will then come upstairs wearing only the slippers." Diana followed her orders to the letter and headed, without a stitch on, for the upstairs 15 minutes later.

She entered a sumptuously appointed living room where Marg sat on a couch, dressed in a short elaborate lace housecoat, barely covering her long shapely legs and exposing a long cleavage. She was still on the phone and she motioned to Diana to sit next to her. They embraced while the conversation continued, stealing kisses when Marg was listening. Diana cooed with pleasure sitting there totally naked, with the woman with whom she would have her first sexual experience. Marg pointed at her belt and motioned to Diana to undo it. She untied it and opened the short garment exposing Margs large breast and large thick red bush. She then indicated to lift one breast with her nearest hand and suck on the large raspberry nipple after which she took a hold of Diana's other hand and pushed it into her vagina. Diana gingerly probed her mistress's vagina with her fingertips, while kissing and sucking the large nipple. Marg spread her milky white thighs to accommodate the exploring black fingers while massaging the nape of Diana's neck. Diana discovered her clitoris and inner labia looking down in astonishment at the huge floppy inner lips. She pulled gently on one, amazed that she could lift it out more than an inch from the outer lips she had always thought that her own smooth labia were the norm.

Marg just then finished her call and placing a finger under Diana's chin raised her faced to hers, kissing her passionately. Diana was still holding her labia pulling it gingerly. "Surprised, Sweetie" she whispered looking down at her probing hand as she moved her lips to nibble on Diana's earlobe and then to her neck.

"Well, I've never seen another woman's vagina, Ma'am. I thought every one was like mine."

"Most are, my labia is unusually large and I want you to refer to me as 'Mistress' from now on."

"Yes, Mistress." Marg began to fondle her breast while Diana continued to explore Marg's vagina.

"Enter my vagina slave."

"Yes mistress," she cooed with pleasure, at being told what her new status was. She probed between the floppy lips until she found the orifice, slowly inserting her middle finger into the hot wet hole still holding the lip between her thumb and forefinger. Pushing it in as far as she could she stopped, as Marg began vaginal contractions. She then began moving her finger in and out in time with the contractions, jerking the lip with it.

"Oh, you do that well, ummm good, they French kissed. You now what it means to be my sex slave?"

"I think so; it means that you own me and that I will submit my body to your sexual pleasure, any time you want me to. Right?

"Yes, that is true but it also means that you belong to me, like this table lamp for instance. You're my possession; which means that you're are no longer a person with your own free will. Your only purpose in life will be to serve me and cater to my every wish. You will never have sex with anyone else unless I order you to do so, nor will you masturbate without my permission. I can also, if it pleases me, assign you to someone else for sexual purposes, for an hour, a day, a month or whatever I want. Do you understand that?"

"Ummm, Yes, Mistress. If you order me to submit my body to someone else, I will do it without question, because it gives you pleasure. I am your property; my submission and obedience to you is complete. I feel strangely warm inside when you give me orders." They kissed passionately as Margs hand move to Diana's vagina. "Are you going to penetrate me now, Mistress?"

"No, that will be done with a penis someday. I'll decide who, when and where some other time, when I think you have made enough progress in your sexual training."

"Oh mistress, I don't have the right to ask but please, when I am being deflowered will you hold me and kiss me, while it's being done?"

"Of course Diana, I wouldn't have it any other way. I am not going to allow any more questions my little sex slave. You must accept that your future is in my hands; I control your life completely. From day to day, even hour by hour, you won't know what you will be ordered to do next. Just remember that your submission must be absolute. You will submit you body for sexual intercourse to me, or if I decide to someone else, without hesitation, the instant I give the order, any time of day or night. Remember that it doesn't matter who that person is, what they look like, what race or what age. When I assign you to someone else, that person will own you and has the right to use you for his or her sexual enjoyment, until you are returned to me. You will satisfy the sexual desires of that person, performing any sexual act ordered. You will be totally at his or her mercy. You must submit yourself totally in every sex act, no matter who you are assigned to. You are now in sexual bondage and submitting your body to other people's lust is your only purpose in life."

"Oh yes, I understand mistress, I will. I'm so happy." Her voice trembled with excitement as their lips meet and their tongues caressed.

"Now, slave, I am taking you to bed so I can begin your practical training. I want you to become a perfect sex slave but there is so much for you to learn. Giving sexual pleasure is an art that can only be perfected through repeated practical experience. Tonight you will get some of that training by submitting your luscious african flesh to any sexual act I demand. In the future, I will teach you the finer details of how you give sexual pleasure. Put on my slippers." Diana got on her knees and kissed her mistress's, feet before fitting her slippers. She helped the tall woman up, carefully closing her housecoat and neatly tying her belt. Marg bend down to match her lips and kissed her naked black slave while gently caressing her voluptuous virgin body. They walked upstairs slowly, fondling each other's buttocks with one hand and Marg fondling her slave's breasts, while Diana fingering her mistress's vagina, with the other. Their lips locked together, sucking, tonguing probing and licking until they reached the bed room door.

They arrived in a huge bedroom, with a king-size canopy bed completely done with pink lacy drapes and bedding. The decor matched Marg housecoat. Diana stopped and stared in amazement. "It's beautiful, like a Hollywood movie set. I can't believe it," She said, while still fondling her Mistress's white buttocks and wet vagina.