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Day Of The Slave
 

Darkness filled the room around her. The only sounds were those of a distant television. Nikki sat on her knees, not moving. Her mind was filled with thoughts of love for her master. Knowing she had done an incorrect task that day made her welcome the darkness around her. The room was warm, but Nikki always felt coolness around her whenever she was away from her master.
 
The clock struck on the hour and she stood. With head down, eyes at the floor, she walked back to the bedroom where her master sat. Nikki knelt on the floor, her head still down. She waited, unsure how long it would be before he spoke to her. Sometimes the silence was worse than the whip. Five minutes later her master turned to look at her, lifted her head, and looked into her eyes. Tom leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips. He then pulled back and smiled at her.
 
Nikki trembled from the kiss of her master, knowing that he had forgiven her was all she needed. Her medium length hair fell toward her shoulders as she continued to look into the blue eyes of her master. Once more close to her master, Nikki felt the warmth return.
 
Tom took her hand and said, "Stand, my pet, and come lay beside me."
 
"Yes, Master," was her only reply.
 
Nikki did as she was told. Her heart beat rapidly at the thought of sleeping with her master this night. Tom looked at her… this time with a scowl, and said, "You look naked tonight, your chain is missing." Tom took a long, heavy chain and placed one end around her neck. The chain was locked in place with a simple spring clasp. The other end of the chain was looped and slipped over the bedpost.
 
The heavy chain around her neck made Nikki feel loved and safe. Her life was everything she had dreamed it should be. Nikki looked at the chrome colored chain in contrast to her tanned flesh.  The slight warm touch of her master was in contrast to the coolness of the chain.
 
Tom kissed Nikki and said, "Time for sleep now, my pet."
 
Nikki replied, "Yes Master, and thank you for putting the chain back on me. I missed it today."
 
The sun woke the two as it broke through the morning fog and shined through the window. Nikki woke first and laid in bed looking at her master. Her bladder was full and she needed desperately to go to the toilet, yet she wasn't about to wake her master. The chain was not locked to the bed. She could get up at anytime and her master would never know. Something deep inside of her wouldn't allow her to remove the chain, so she laid there with clinched muscles. Even at times like this, Nikki never had regrets of being a slave.
 
Tom awakend and looked over at Nikki as she looked out the window. He noticed her taunt muscles and knew what the problem was. Smiling warmly he closed his eyes again, wanting her to endure her pain a little longer. Thoughts of meeting her the year before filled his mind. He had never thought much of having a slave, or even if he wanted one. After meeting Nikki there was no doubt in his mind.
 
Noticing thirty minutes had passed since his waking. Tom sat up, looked at Nikki, and said, "Good morning my pet."
 
With her voice strained from her hurting bladder and taunt muscles she replied, "Good morning, Master."
 
Tom reached down, slipped the chain from the bedpost, placed it in her hands, and said, "Go relieve yourself, my pet."
 
Gathering the six feet of heavy chain in her hands, Nikki slid off the bed. The chain rattled as she walked to the toilet. In the bathroom she leaned over, her full breast hanging from her body, and looking even larger. She carefully placed the chain in a neat pile on the floor.
 
Tom sat in bed listening to the chain as she moved. He knew exactly what she was doing from the sounds made by the chains. He smiled at the sounds and knew how she loved those chains that bound her to him. Smiling wickedly, Tom called, "Nikki, come here."
 
The sound of her urine flow stopped and the chains rattled quickly. In short order she was standing beside her master with head down. "Yes Master," she said.
 
"Have you finished with the toilet yet?" Tom asked.
 
With a slight stutter she replied, "Well... no, master, I haven't."
 
Smiling, he said, "Go finish and then sit on the porch and wait for me."
 
"Yes Master"
 
The chains once again rattled as she returned to the toilet. Quickly, the sound of her water in the toilet returned. She finished peeing, gathered her chains, and went to the front door. Opening the door she went outside, feeling the cool morning air. Nikki sat on the cool, course concrete as the warm sun shined on her naked body. The chance that people passing by might see her made her sex slightly wet. The temptation to touch her clit was strong, but that was not to be touched without her master''s permission.
 
The front door opening drew Nikki from her thoughts. She looked up at her master as he said, "Stand, my pet."
 
"Yes Master."
 
Without hesitation she stood, still holding the large, heavy chain in her small hands. Tom looked at her as he took the length of chain from her. On the brick wall was a small hook. Her tall master placed the end of the chain over the hook. He then turned and went back into the house. Nikki could reach the hook if she stood on her toes. Taking the chain from the hook was not something to be considered. The chain wasn't long enough to allow her to sit so she knew she had to stand until her master released her.
 
Nikki stood in the warm sun and felt the heat on her naked flesh. She would take a step every so often to keep the blood flowing in her legs. Once she tried two steps and felt the chain tugging at her neck. The shadows changed direction around the trees as the day moved by. There was no clock, but the naked slave knew that a couple of hours had passed. Nikki''s shapely legs began to ache. The temptation to remove the chain from the hook and sit was strong, now. No matter how much her legs ached, she wouldn't touch the chain. The hook holding the chain was the only thing in her eyes, now. The hook became an obsession to her. At every sound she hoped it was her master coming to release her.
 
A hand on her shoulder startled her. Turning to look, she saw a strange man of medium height. The stranger asked, "Are you alright?"
 
Nikki didn't reply, she just stood there looking at the man. She was silent because her master hadn't given her permission to speak. The silent slave suddenly remembered her nakedness, but didn't try to cover herself. The man spoke again, "May I speak with Tom?"
 
Nikki just looked at the man and then at the door. The stranger soon gave up his attempts to talk with her and knocked on the door. Tom opened the door and smiled as he saw the man standing there. He then looked at Nikki and said without embarassment, "Hi Jack, I wasn't expecting you today."
 
Jack replied nervously as he looked at Nikki, "Apparently not."
 
With a large laugh Tom said, "I forgot you haven't met my slave. Jack, meet Nikki." Tom looked at Nikki and added, "Say hi to Jack, he is an old friend."
 
"Yes Master. Hi Jack, nice to meet you," she said as ordered.
 
Jack smiled warmly and said, "Nice to meet you, Nikki." His eyes wandered up and down her naked body as he spoke.
 
The master reached out and took one of Nikki''s nipples between his fingers, while smiling at Jack and said, "It seems she likes you, her nipples are nice and hard."
 
For the first time Nikki felt a little embarrassed at being displayed so to a stranger. He had done this in the past, but she had known the people. Even with the embarrassment she could feel her sex getting wet. The urge to reach down and stroke her clit was stronger than it had been earlier. She saw Tom look down at her sex and then he smiled at his slave, knowing she needed relief.
 
Tom stepped to the side of the door, indicating that Jack should enter. He then took the chain from the hook and led Nikki into the house. The kind master then had Nikki sit in the middle of the floor with her legs spread apart. The slave’s wet sex was visible to the stranger. Even with the embarrassment of being displayed to a stranger, it was good to,  at last, sit down. Tom left the room and came back with a large dildo. Nikki knew what was going to happen as he handed her the rubber phallus. Her Master leaned down, kissed his slave, and whispered in her ear, "Pleasure yourself, my pet."
 
Nikki eased the huge dildo into her now dripping pussy. A small moan escaped her lips. The two men looked at her with smiles on their faces. Jack and Tom began to chat about things they had enjoyed doing in their past. Tom paid little attention to Nikki, but it was all Jack could do to not look at her. The excited slave could see a bulge in Jack's pants as she worked the dildo faster in her pussy.
 
Both men stopped talking and looked at Nikki as she exploded with an orgasm. Her screams of passion filled the room. With passion spent, she collapsed backwards onto the floor, the dildo falling from her soaked and tender pussy. The exhausted slave laid on the carpet with the chain draped across her breasts. She looked at the two men and smiled weakly.
 
Tom looked at Jack and said with a smile, "Someday when my pet knows you better I might let her take care of that hard on for you."
 
With a small smile Jack replied, "I'm looking forward to that day."
 
The two men talked for a few minutes more while looking at the sex stained carpet below Nikki's, still redden, pussy. Tom then walked Jack to the door and they said their goodbyes. He then turned to Nikki and said, "You put on a good show for my friend."
 
"Thank you, master, I had gotten horny while chained on the porch. Thank you, master for allowing me to pleasure myself." she said.
 
Tom looked at her laying on the floor and remembered how much he loved her. Her master said, while still looking at her, "Since you have been so good today I'm going to take you out today. Go dress in outfit #10, my pet."
 
In the beginning, Tom had taken all her clothes and grouped them together, giving each group a number. This saved him the trouble of having to pick out the clothes she was to wear that day. The contented slave went to the bedroom and pulled the tenth hanger from the rack. Nikki slid on the tight red spandex mini dress and put on five-inch high black pumps. The dress barely hid her large breasts. The shoes were difficult to walk in for any distance. Nikki new that Tom would park at the far end of the parking lot so she would have to walk farther in the heels. She then unsnapped the chain from around her neck. Removing the chain was like removing a part of her body. She had worn the chain so much it felt a part of her. With hesitation she laid the chain on the bed and placed the plain black dog collar around her neck.
 
Walking with practiced steps in the heels, she went back to the living-room. Tom was standing there with the small, chain, dog leash. He snapped it to the small loop on the collar and said. "You look beautiful, my pet."
 
"Thank you master."
 
The master led his slave outside to the car. The slight breeze felt cool against her bare, shaven sex. The thought was in her mind at all times that she would have to be very careful of how she sat or leaned over, or else everyone would see her pussy and ass.
 
It was no surprise when Tom park at the end of the parking lot. He removed the leash before they got out of the car. The two slowly walked the length of the parking lot. Her heels clicked rhythmically on the black asphalt.

In the restaurant the men turned to look lustfully at her, while the women gave her stares of hate and disgust. Tom picked a table in the middle where everyone could see the two of them. Nikki sat, being careful to keep her legs together and the dress pulled down. Quickly, a waiter came to the table. The waiter looking proper in his suit and tried to look at Tom, but his eyes continuously drifted to Nikki as he said, "Would you like a menu, sir?"
 
Tom notice the trouble the waiter was having and smiled as he replied, "That won’t be necessary. Bring us a bottle of wine and today''s special."
 
Just as the waiter started to walk off, Tom stopped him and asked, "Could you bring us a raw wiener, also?"
 
The waiter looked puzzled at the request and replied, "Yes sir."
 
"Bring it with the wine." Tom kindly told the waiter.
 
The slave sat there not saying anything. She knew the purpose of the wiener. She was glad that at least the food would be something she liked. Sometimes when she had been bad, he would select something from the menu that she didn't like.
 
The waiter returned with the wiener and placed it on the table. The two smiled as they looked down at the wiener sitting so proper in a small dish. The couple knew the intended use of the wiener. The waiter hovered over the table, looking at Nikki, not taking his eyes off the breasts spilling from her tight dress. Tom looked at the waiter, giving him a small smile, and said, "That will be all, thank you."
 
The waiter hesitated long enough to take one last lustful look at Nikki and walked away. The aroused waiter resisted the temptation to turn and look at the sexy woman once more. Tom looked at Nikki with a huge grin on his face and commanded. "Put the wiener where it will stay warm and keep it there."
 
In a near whisper, Nikki replied, "Yes, master." She looked around the room. Most of the men were still staring at her, at least the ones with wives that weren't paying attention. She took the wiener in her small hand, feeling its slipperiness. She looked around the room as her hand took the wiener below the table. Carefully, Nikki spread her legs and held the wiener to her wet sex. She jumped slight at the coolness of the wiener as it slid into her pussy. A small moan escaped her lips, which no one but she could hear. She then closed her legs.
 

Smiling mischievously, Tom said to Nikki, "I think a salad before dinner would be nice, my pet. You should go and prepare one for us."
 
Thinking how hard it would be to keep the wiener inside of her pussy, she replied, "Yes... master." The slave nervously stood, being careful to keep her legs close together, knowing if her legs were spread too far the wiener would slip from her wet sex and onto the floor. The embarrassment would be bad, but worse would be the disappointment of not doing as her master wanted. Nikki took small mincing steps that made her look even more alluring as she walked to the salad bar. She was preparing the salads when a large, over-weight woman bumped into her. The slave knew this was on purpose. She let her legs come apart to maintain her balance. The wiener slipped half way out of her pussy. She froze… knowing at any second the wiener could be laying on the floor. Using every muscle in her excited pussy, she sucked at the wiener. For a brief moment it slipped farther out and then back into warm tunnel of her pussy.
 
Nikki sighed with relief and then looked sternly at the large woman. The larger, jealous woman walked quickly to the other end of the salad bar. The relieved slave finished making the salads and walked slowly back to the table. She set the plates on the table and then she settled into the chair. The tense slave let out a small sigh at having avoided disaster.
 
With a large smile on Tom's face he asked, "Having trouble my pet? I think you nearly lost something."
 
"Yes, master, but I managed to keep it in me."
 
After finishing the meal the couple went back to the car. The master said to his slave, "I think it's time we had a drink and relax."
 
"As you please, master."
 
"I think you could use a good walk to work off the large meal, my pet." Tom mischievously said.
 
Tom drove the two blocks to the small bar they frequent, all the time keeping an eye on Nikki. He stood in the parking lot watching her struggle to walk the short distance in the high heels and to keep the wiener inside of her pussy. Tom felt the excitement in his loins as he watched her body swaying down the sidewalk.
 
Nikki walked slowly, each step in the heels was hard. Having to keep the wiener in her sex made the walk harder as she couldn't take normal steps. The hot sun made her perspire even though her body was barely covered by the skimpy dress. Still, the slave was happy, she was living the life for which she had always dreamed. In the distance she could see her master watching her. Knowing he was there removed any fear of being attacked. Many times on this very walk she had been stopped and propositioned. The men in the past had thought she was a prostitute.
 
Nikki was soon beside her master again. The slave's hair was wet with sweat from the walk. Tom attached the leash and led her into the small bar. The two had been in the bar many times. The bartender watched as the two walked in and spoke in his usually jolly voice, "Hi, Tom... Hi, Nikki." All though the bar wasn't a fetish bar, the regulars had gotten used to seeing Nikki and Tom and knew of their relationship as master and slave.
 
Tom took a seat on one of the tall bar stools. Nikki sat on the floor, pulling her legs underneath her sweat-covered body. The, large, balding, pot-bellied bartender asked, "What will you have to drink Tom, and that pretty little slave of yours?"
 
"Give us a couple of cold beers, it is pretty hot outside, today," replied Tom
 
The bartender made rattling sounds in the cooler and sat two beers on the counter. Tom took one and handed the other to Nikki. She took the beer and said, "Thank you, master. I am so hot, this will taste good."
 
The two beers were soon gone, Tom ordered two more and then added, "Can I have a bowl?"
 
The bar tender quickly produced two beers and a large bowl, while giving Tom a wink. Tom poured one of the beers into the bowl and set it on the floor next to Nikki. The slave looked at the bowl of foaming beer and knew what was wanted of her. She slowly rose to her knees, and lowered her face to the bowl. The short dress rose high, exposing her smooth ass. The exposed slave began to lick and suck the foaming beer from the bowl.
 
The bartender grabbed a rag and said as he walked from behind the bar, "If you need anything just call."
 
Tom smiled as he watched the bartender walk to one of the tables and half heartedly wipe the already clean table. He knew that the large man just wanted to get a better look at Nikki's exposed ass.
 
Nikki continued to lap the beer, feeling the foam on her nose and chin. A slight smile came to her face as she saw the bartender staring at her shaved and exposed sex. The slave lifted her ass slightly, causing the short dress to slide another inch up her ass.
 
A couple of men wandered into the bar. One had seen Nikki and Tom, the other hadn't. The new man sat at a table, never taking his eyes from the slave's naked ass. A young couple entered shortly after the two men. They looked at Nikki on all fours, had a small discussion, and left. The bartender didn't mind the loss of customers; he was too busy admiring Nikki''s ass.
 
Nikki broke the silence in the bar, looking up at her master, "I have to use the toilet, master."
 
Tom replied in an even tone, "As soon as you finish the beer, my pet."
 
The slave quickly drank the rest of the beer and then gazed up at her master, waiting for him to notice the beer was gone. Tom looked down and said, "It seems you have emptied your toilet, my pet."
 
Nikki looked, first at the bowl, and then at her master. She had a pleading look in her eyes. With reluctance the slave squatted over the bowl and spread her legs. She brought a hand from behind to cover her pussy as she relaxed. The hand held the wiener firmly in her pussy as she began to pee in the small bowl. A sigh escaped her lips as the water flowed from her bladder and into the bowl.
 
The men in the bar watched with excitement and fascination at the sight before them. The bartender even stopped his pretense of wiping the tables. The only sound in the room was that of the warm pee splattering into the bowl. Men sat absentmindedly rubbing their crotches.
 
Nikki watched the bowl and stopped the flow just before the bowl overflowed. She knew that if one drop touched the floor she would be punished. Even though her bladder wasn't empty, the urge to pee subsided. The relieved slave sat back on her haunches. She waited for her master to tell her what to do with the bowl of warm urine.
 
The master looked at his slave and the nearly overflowing bowl as he said sternly, "Take the bowl and dump it in the toilet. Be careful not to get any on the clean floor."
 
Nikki took the bowl carefully in both hands and stood. She turned toward the toilet and took a step. The warm liquid swayed wildly. Nikki now regretted filling the bowl so full. With each step the liquid threatened to fly from the container. Half way to the toilet she felt the warm pee splash onto her hand. She looked down, relieved that none had fallen to the floor. At last, she managed to get the bowl of pee to the toilet. With relief she emptied the contents into the toilet.
 
Nikki returned to her master and sat on the floor once again with her legs pulled under her small, lithe, body. As soon as she sat, Tom asked, "Are you horny, my pet?"
 
"Yes, master."
 
"Then you should do something about it." he said smiling.
 
"In what way, master?"
 
He looked at the men in the room, knowing they were near orgasm themselves. The master looked at his slave and commanded her to face the men with legs spread. Reluctantly, she turned to face the strange men's staring eyes. Nikki looked back at her master with pleading eyes, but knew he wasn't going to change his mind.
 
Nikki touched her clit with small fingers, moaning slightly. Her finger moved faster on her sensitive clit as the wiener slid partly from her sex. The exposed slave used the other hand and worked the wiener in and out of her pussy. Nikki watched the men as her excitement grew. They were rubbing their hard cocks through their trousers. The thought of exciting the men only made her arousal stronger.
 
One of the men let out a small moan, telling her he had filled his shorts with semen. This caused her finger to move faster. She fucked her pussy faster with the, now warm, wiener. It didn't take long until her screams of passion filled the room as she exploded. The orgasm reached beyond her sex, no part of her body was untouched by it. Every muscle twitched, even her heart seemed to have skipped a beat. She took deep breaths, savoring the feelings that ran through every nerve. The room swirled about the slave as life seemed to cease for a moment. Not sure where the conscious thought came from, she pushed the wiener back into her sex. She collapsed back onto the floor feeling her love juices run from her thighs.
 
The next thing the exhausted slave knew, lips were touching her own and then the distant voice, "I love you, my pet, more than anything."
 
Somewhere inside she felt the strength and replied, "I love you, master, more than anything on this Earth."
 
That night in bed the chain was in place as usual. The chain was the only sign of her being the slave that night. The lovemaking was long and sensual. For the rest of the night, they were husband and wife, friends and lovers. To each other they were everything. The two lover's souls became one.
 
The end