Chapter 13

Vickie lay between her two naked slaves. They had just spent the last two hours exploring bodies and body orifices, Vickie experiencing orgasms too many to count.

"I have something important to tell you," she said as she sat up against the headboard, the two other women continuing to lick her nest and caress her legs.

Laurel and Cassandra looked up to their mistress.

"I truly regret having to do this, but tomorrow night I am going to sell you, both of you."

The two slaves looked at each other in disbelief.

"Sell us?" stammered Laurel.

"Yes. I don't really want to, but I'm in a financial bind and need the money."

"But, Mistress, haven't we always tried to please you?" asked Cassandra.

"Yes you have. Once you learned your place, you both have afforded me a great deal of pleasure and you've made me a considerable amount of money."

"Then..."

"I told you. I need the money or I wouldn't be doing this."

"Your mind is made up?" asked Cassandra.

"Yes."

Laurel looked Vickie in the eyes.

"You would sell your own mother?"

"You're not my mother any longer, you're my slave. You belong to me and, as such, I can do anything I want with you."

Laurel was crestfallen. Even after Cassandra had made her phone call, Laurel was still hopeful that, somehow, she could reconnect with Vickie, if not as her mother, at least as a loving slave and reestablish the kind of Mistress/slave relationship they had had at the beginning. Now she realized, that wish was nothing but a pipe dream.

"So we mean nothing to you?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, you mean lots of money to me."

"So we are simply cattle to be sold off when the time is right?"

"No you are not cattle, you are whores, beautiful and experienced whores who will fetch me a good price tomorrow night."

There was a long silence.

"Who... who are you selling us to?" asked Cassandra.

"You will both be exhibited on closed circuit television to the various members of a slave cartel. They will bid on you."

"Then we'll be auctioned off to the highest bidder?" asked Cassandra.

"Yes, now the two of you get to your room. I want you rested and looking your best tomorrow night."

"... Yes, Mistress," came the twin replies as Laurel and Cassandra rose and quietly left.

"What will we do?" whispered Laurel.

"As soon as she leaves in the morning, I'm going to make another call," replied Cassandra as the two naked women climbed into bed.

The beautiful Black put her arms around the older blonde for comfort as Laurel was unsuccessful in holding back the tears.