Naked for Her Two Masters(29)

Raleigh sucked her breast into his mouth, savoring her salty taste, loving her breasts, wanting to please her, before setting the clips on her. Then he licked at sucked at her tiny nub, enjoying her taste even more.

“Stand up, Andorra.”

Andorra slid off the bed and stood as Kingston tightened a metal belt around her waist. Attached to it were two dildos. One he slid into her cunt before locking it. The second one filled her ass. It was hollow, and open top and bottom, meant to be left in longer than just a few hours. Again he locked it. Raleigh blinked at the sight. He was pretty sure he’d never seen a chastity belt before. In fact he’d rather thought they were only a story about knights and their ladies in the olden days. But this was bright, shining new metal and perfectly real. Still, he figured she’d get used to it pretty quickly. Until Kingston picked up a remote control and pressed it. Andorra gasped and so did Raleigh. Holy fuck! The butt plug and dildo were also vibrators. Now that was twenty-first century technology indeed. And it would be a real challenge, to wear two dildos for as long as her Master ordered her to.

“From time to time I will telephone you with instructions. You must do as I ask each time, making sure I can see you in the webcam. Understand?”

“Yes, Master, but there’s no charge left on my cell phone, and I don’t have a phone charger, or credit on my cell phone either. I lost my phone charger somewhere before I came up the mountain.”

Raleigh watched as Kingston unpacked some food, water, and cans of soda from his duffle. Well at least he’d remembered to feed her this time.

“I brought a disposable cell phone for you. I’ll call you on that. This food must last you several days. Obey me in this, slave.”

Andorra bowed her head.

Kingston picked up the duffle and nodded at Raleigh. He walked over to Andorra and kissed her forehead, then followed Kingston out of the room. Kingston locked the door and pocketed the key.

“Soon we will know for sure,” he said softly.



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Andorra heard the “snick” as the deadbolt on the door was engaged from the outside. Well, it wasn’t the first time she’d been locked in and at least this time she had food. However, that might simply mean she was going to be here for a while. She grinned at the six bottles of water Master Kingston had provided for her. She’d drunk the water out the faucet in the bathroom sink up until now and had no ill effects from it. She wondered if he’d even thought how she’d managed to cope without suffering dehydration the first time he’d locked her in her room with nothing, if the water in the bathroom really was not drinkable.

Assuming she was supposed to remain naked, even though Master Kingston hadn’t explicitly said that, Andorra turned the room heat up a few degrees, then went into the bathroom and washed herself as best she could, and then washed her laundry. It was starting to be a theme. Being locked in her room was the sign it was laundry day.

Andorra tidied the bed and then sat at the computer. She’d intended to check her e-mails, if it hadn’t been so long since she’d last done that her account had been closed, but the laptop didn’t have wifi. It seemed most unlikely that there was no Internet here, her room must just be out of range for it, she supposed. But that was okay most computers came with solitaire. She could play that.

Ten minutes later Andorra opened a word document and sat staring at the blank page. What she really needed to do was decide what she wanted out of life. Would she be happy living here? Did the fact that Master Kingston had set her this challenge mean he was thinking of letting her live here? Was it kind of like an initiation ceremony or something?

Andorra didn’t think she could stay here as a kind of sex slave no matter how yummy Master Raleigh and Master Kingston might be. Certainly she’d never had so many excellent orgasms in her life before as since she’d met them, but soon she’d want to be doing something useful and productive.

Nevis had been overworked and stressed and had come here for a break and a time to relax. Andorra herself had enjoyed relaxing as well. But just as Nevis said she was going to find a new town and a new place to work minus the stress that she’d left behind her, so, too, Andorra needed a job to provide for her needs. Not just to fill the hours of her days, but to provide her with a meaningful occupation.

Andorra thought back to her plan to drive large vehicles. She really thought that would suit her. She could travel and see new places, meet new people, yet still have a home to return to. A simple one-room apartment would do. It was not like she had any possessions anymore. Her family had seen to that.

Maybe she could even rent a room in Nevis’s new apartment. That way she’d have a friend to return to as well as somewhere to call home.