Ashley’s First Weekend as a Slave- Practice makes Perfect

 

The car ride home went by fast and in silence.  Of course, Eric forced his new pet to make out with him for several minutes before finally letting her get in her car to wash the shame of the evening away.  After kissing for a little while Eric pulled back and gently, lovingly really, stroked Ashley’s cheek while giving her instructions.

 

“Ashley, you’ve got so much to learn about yourself and this weekend is going to be very revealing, so listen carefully to your evening instructions.  Before you go to sleep tonight I want you to pack a small bag for the weekend.  Bring some clothes, a toothbrush, and some make up.  We’ll take care of everything else this weekend. 

 

Eric watched Ashley’s taillights pull away from the parking lot and gave Anfernee a call.  “Yo Anfernee, we’re a go.  I’ll see you on Saturday night.” was all he said into the voice mail- Anfernee knew the plan.

 

Ashley didn’t know what to think.  She knew she hated the way she was abused and humiliated but yet she couldn’t understand why and how she could have cum at the hands of those 2 monsters.  All night long her mind replayed the scenes of her torments. 

 

Friday morning Ashley woke up resigned to her fate.  She crawled out of bed at 6am when the alarm went off and dragged herself into the shower.  As she soaped herself, she rubbed her hands along her breast and down to her crotch, her bare pussy was just another reminder of her loss of freedom and dignity as she showered, shaved and got together a small bag of clothes (“not that I’ll need them”, she thought).  Ashley didn’t want to face any of her friends today but knew she had no choice.  She put on her least sexy school uniform (khaki pants, white polo shirt, Nike running shoes) and walked downstairs to face the day.

 

Ashley drove to school expecting to hear from her new master but no call came.  It only served to make her more anxious. As the day wore on, Ashley began to relax.  She was able to forget about the night before and upcoming weekend for most of the day and soon fell back into her position of high social standing amongst the students of St. Julius.

 

School dragged on all day for Mangini but he wanted to resist the temptation, at least today, of getting a lunch time sucking.  He wanted Ashley to be more relaxed today.  He knew it would be a trying weekend for her and the mere thought of it made him smile.

 

Finally, the day ended and master and slave rendezvoused for the weekend at the same spot as the day before.

 

Ashley climbed into Mangini’s car and immediately leaned over to kiss him.  After a brief greeting, Mangini pulled back and pulled away.  They drove in silence for a couple of minutes until Mangini glanced at her. “My my, Ashley, you look so conservative today.  I would have thought you might want to have been a bit more flirty today now that you have discovered your true sexuality.” Ashley grimaced at the words and suddenly she could no longer hold back the humiliating memories of the night before.  She had done an admirable job all day of pretending her situation was a dream but Mangini’s comments cracked like a whip across her mind to drive her back to reality. 

 

“Well you still look sexy Ashley, you just can’t help it.  Anyway, we’ll find you some new clothes for the weekend, dear.  For the rest of the drive though, it’s extremely important that you watch this DVD.  You must master the art of a blowjob by the end of this evening.  This DVD will be the perfect visual instruction for you.  I think you may have seen it before, actually.” Ashley gasped as the screen came on.  She immediately recognized the young black girl that appeared on screen as the young girl in the movie at Anfernee’s house.  “Watch closely Ashley.  Your boy Anfernee has Sharleen well trained.  You will be too.”

 

Ashley sat watching the DVD.  On it, Sharleen was being led by Anfernee on a chain link dog leash that was attached to a 2 inch thick pink leather collar.  She was dressed in a school uniform similar to the one Ashley was wearing except the sneakers were a no name knock off and the polo shirt was maroon. She was pretty for a black girl Ashley thought.  She seemed about 5’ 4” with smallish breasts.  She wasn’t one of those curvy big ass black girls she couldn’t understand why all the men liked.

 

Ashley watched the screen as Sharleen was ordered to “Get naked, bitch” by Anfernee (as he unleashed her collar).  Sharleen quickly stripped off her maroon top to reveal a 34A chest (no bra!) and quickly slid out of her khakis to reveal she hadn’t been wearing any underwear.  Ashley noticed a clock behind the couch, on a nightstand next to the bed Anfernee was sitting on as Sharleen was positioning herself to start the blowjob.  It said 2:30.  She noticed the on-screen room was awash with sunlight.  She realized, in fear, that this high school (sophmore?) must have come straight from school wearing no underwear at all.

 

“I think you remember this part from another time, princess.  Pay close attention to Sharleen’s technique.  I expect you to be her equal by the end of the weekend.” Mangini intoned as he reached his right arm over to Ashley’s waist.  He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped the khakis and ran his hand under Ashley’s panties and over her freshly bald pussy, checking for stubble.  “I’m glad to see you remembered to shave, pet.  You should touch yourself while you watch and learn from Sharleen.”

 

“Yes, Master” Ashley said as she reluctantly pulled her panties to the side and slowly rubbed her moistening pussy.  It seemed like 5 minutes went by when Mangini pulled into the same grubby gas station from the day before though they had been driving for over 1/2 an hour. 

 

Ashley was startled to find the car had stopped and immediately pulled her sopping wet hand away from her crotch.  Mangini glared at her “I didn’t tell you to stop fingering yourself, Ashley!”  Ashley had let her panties cover her crotch again and was drawn back against the window, pulling as far away from Mangini as she could.  She was frightened by the hard tone in his voice and as to what would come next.  “I’m sorry M-M-Master I didn’t want anyone to see me when the car stopped” Ashley whined as the waterworks began.

 

Eric looked coldly at her until the tears became slow heaving sobs and the only sound in the car was the DVD looping of Sharleen’s expert blowjob.  “You will be punished for not obeying me.  I checked your locker today, Ashley.  Where was the picture of your spanked ass I told you to put up?”  Ashley went white.  She didn’t believe he would ever check it and hadn’t dared put it up.  It was starting to finally sink in how bad her situation was; she had realized sex would be on the menu until she could escape to college. What was only now beginning to dawn on her was that humiliation was to play at least as big a role in her new life as Mangini’s toy.

 

Before Ashley could say anything Mangini leaned over her to open the glove and pulled out his video camera.  “Now Ashley, where were we?  You had your pants around your knees and your fingers buried in your cunt while watching Sharleen, right?  Let’s see that again.  Spread that pussy wide for the camera.”

 

Ashley saw that she had no choice.  She glanced quickly around the thankfully empty parking lot of the gas station and settled back into her seat.  She immediately did as Mangini ordered; she was relieved to be so wet from before as she was just going through the motions now; more afraid of what would come next than involved in her pleasure. 

 

Mangini pulled back on the camera and focused it in on Ashley’s slit.  “Ok Ashley.  We need to get some gas now.  Clean yourself off and let’s get going.”  Ashley stared at Mangini not understanding.  “Lick your fingers off, princess” leered Mangini.  “That’s disgusting” Ashley thought as she guided her fingers into her mouth. It was weird and creepy to be tasting herself but before she could think about it Mangini ordered her out of the car.

 

Eric put Ashley to work cleaning the car windows while he pumped the gas.  When all was done, he grabbed Ashley by the hand, grabbed his camera and began walking Ashley to the gasmart door.  “Let’s see how my little student takes instruction “ Mangini chuckled as the frightened teen first caught sight of the disgusting fat Mexican that worked there.

 

The Mexican was salivating when Mangini and Ashley walked through the door.  Ashley could see his souvenir from their last visit tacked behind the counter.  She prayed no one she knew would ever, on some off chance, stop into this hellhole.

 

“Hey esse” Mangini said to the counterman.  “I have an idea for you today.    My student here has been learning a new lesson in the car (“Oh no” screamed a voice in Ashley’s head) and I want to gauge her progress.  Why don’t you put a be back soon sign up and let her teach you what she’s been learning.”

 

“Holy shit man are you kidding me!”  The Mexican’s belly jiggled obscenely under his chili stained blue t-shirt as he bounded from behind the counter to take Eric up on his offer. 

 

Ashley was as white as a ghost as Mangini began filming the whole episode. He mouthed the words “behave and obey” to the trembling Ashley.  As soon as they reached the back room the Mexican grabbed Ashley and began jamming his tongue into her mouth.  It was revolting; a taste of cheap beer and cheaper cigarettes.  But Ashley knew she had no alternative.  After a minute the Mexican pulled away. 

 

Mangini peered at him from behind the camera “No fucking or touching her pussy, esse, ok.  She’ll lick you anywhere you want but she’s not ready for sex yet.  Why don’t you take off your clothes and show your new friend what she’s gonna take her first blow job test on.”

 

“I’ll take off my clothes, eh?  The Mexican said to the disgusted schoolgirl as he pulled Ashley close.  He pulled off his shirt to reveal his fat hairy front.  Ashley could see some gross hairs on his shoulders.  She smelled his muskiness and recoiled.  The Mexican zipped off his pants and slid his pair of urine-scented tightie whiteys down, his 5 inch brown cock standing straight up his belly. 

 

“Why don’t you pull your shirt up and take your bra off so that your new friend can play with those small titties of yours while you show him your new skills.” Mangini winked at Ashley. 

 

Ashley was numb with humiliation and disgust.  She complied immediately with Mangini, as if in a daze.  All the while she was staring at the naked Mexican she was about to be forced to suck off.  Ashley pulled her polo shirt over her head and unclipped the bra.  The Mexican was roughly pawing her breasts and pinching her nipples before the garments hit the ground.

 

“You know what Ash, I think this scene here would be even better for your new boyfriend if you pulled your pants down. Don’t you think he’d enjoy this much more if he got to look at your tight little ass in those panties instead of those frumpy khakis?” Mangini knew she was broken.  He watched as she listlessly followed his instructions.  He looked forward to the day she would no longer need the instructions, knowing exactly what would be expected of her.  Today, however, he was thoroughly enjoying her utter degradation.

 

The Mexican took the almost nude Ashley into his arms once more and grabbed the back of her head.  “Lick my nipples bitch while you play with me.  I wanna feel your tongue all over before I blow my load.”

 

Ashley was trembling violently as she stood there, kissing and licking the sweaty, fat Mexican from nipple to nipple.   She felt his hands push down on her head, forcing her to trace circles of saliva from his chest to his thighs.  Ashley began to lose herself to her own thoughts; she was envisioning Sharleen’s blowjob and began to replicate the way she had seen Sharleen caress Anfernee’s balls with one hand while swirling her tongue around the head of the penis.  As soon as the Mexican began moaning, Ashley engulfed the top of his cock with her mouth.  When it was halfway in, she stuck her tongue out and moved it back and forth. 

 

The Mexican was clearly in heaven as Ashley began to bob slowly up and down on his shaft.  She found she was able to block out all reality if she just focused on the task at hand.  Ashley, always the quick study, pulled back as she had seen Sharleen do and licked the Mexican’s cock in long lollipop strokes before forming a little suction with her pursed lips while running them up and down the underside of the Mexican’s cock.   It was not long until Ashley got the first acrid taste of this disgusting man’s pre-cum. 

 

All of a sudden the Mexican man grabbed Ashley by the head and yanked her head away from his crotch. “Before I cum I want you to lick my balls and asshole.  I may never get to have such a fine white mouth again!”  Mangini loved Ashley’s absolute degradation and horror as he watched her nose crinkle up in disgust as it headed toward the fat Mexican’s asshole.  The Mexican had himself bent over a table, holding himself up with his arms.  “Suck my ass and balls while you jerk me off you little white whore” he yelled in his accented English. 

 

Ashley’s eyes were closed tight but the camera zoomed in as her face disappeared between the Mexican’s fat ass cheeks.  As if from far away she heard Mangini tell her to “spread his cheek so the camera could see her tongue swirl around the pimply ass in front of her”.  She complied as if it wasn’t her tasting the sweaty ass of a low life foreigner, far beneath far beneath her  With one hand she reached around and was pumping the Mexican’s cock as fast as she could while giving her first ever rim job.  It was her first ever rusty trombone; Mangini couldn’t wait to play back the tape and introduce Ashley to the term.  He was certain she would love it.

 

Within 4 minutes the Mexican could hold out no longer.  He abruptly got up, turned around and forced Ashley’s head onto his cock.  “Jerk it bitch” he yelled as Ashley remembered Sharleen in action; she pumped his cock with her left hand as her mouth sucked loudly on the head of his cock.  All of a sudden the Mexican grabbed her by the back of the head and held her tight.  His belly rippled with fat waves above her head as he violently began to shoot gob after steaming gob of Mexican cock sugar into Ashley’s mouth.

 

Ashley kept swallowing and swallowing as fast as she could, not because she wanted to but because is she didn’t she would literally drown on the Mexican’s semen.  She needed air and her eyes were bugging out wildly.  She began to sputter on the Mexican’s softening cock as she was finally allowed to pull off of him.  She sat there on her knees, gasping for breath while the Mexican hastily got dressed.

 

“Thank you so much for that.  I have no idea how I can repay you.” The Mexican said to Mangini.   “Well, free gas is a start, esse” Mangini said, winking as he glanced towards Ashley.  “Not bad for a new whore, eh?  Maybe someday she’ll come back and let you see how her lessons are coming along.  But for now, we have to go.  You can keep her bra as a memory until next time, what is your name again?”

 

“Jose.  And I would love it if there were a next time. That is one hot bitch.  I bet she’s a great fuck!”

 

Mangini just smiled and looked at Ashley on the floor.  “Ashley this man just gave you a compliment.  Do you have any manners at all?”

 

Ashley slowly lifted her head up, hair falling away from the sides of her face and demurely, quietly looked at Jose.  “Thank you.  It was fun being with you.”

 

Mangini smiled to himself.  This rich bitch was almost broken.  By the end of the weekend she’d be ready for his plans.  Ashley was going to be his ticket into the life he had always dreamed of.

 

“Let’s get dressed little slut.  We have much to do this evening and we need to you’re your friend, Miss Lucy”.  Fear darted onto Ashley’s face as soon as Mistress Lucy was mentioned and she was quick to pull up her pants and throw her shirt on (she couldn’t believe she had to leave the bra with this troglodyte as a memento.

 

As soon as they were seated in the car, Mangini leaned over and began kissing Ashley’s neck and sucking her earlobes.  Ashley let out an involuntary sigh/moan while Eric slid his hand under her shirt to caress her pert breasts.  With his other hand, Eric was slowly moving from the left knee up the inner thigh until his hand was rubbing her crotch over the school issued khakis.

 

Mangini whispered, “Close your eyes” into the horny teens ear.  She complied and sat motionless as Mangini opened the glove compartment and pulled out a sleeping mask.  He continued his arousal of the young girl by flicking her nipples and giving small hickies as he slipped the blindfold on her.

 

Mangini pulled away from his pet and started the car.  “You have from now until we get to your new home away from home again.  Pull your pants and panties off and you can have as many orgasms as you can between now and then.  The blindfold should help you lose yourself in your thoughts.”

 

Ashley did as she was told and it wasn’t long until the car began to be filled with the sloppy smells and sounds of a wet vagina.   Mangini had a hard time keeping his eye on the road while watching Ashley drive herself to one of her first orgasms by her own hand.  It came on after 20 minutes and Mangini was able to see, for the first time, how young Ashley liked to get off.  He saw the pink flesh move back and forth as Ashley frantically ran her hand back and forth over her clit. 

 

Ashley’s orgasm subsided and she continued to slowly rub herself for the remaining 10 minutes of the car ride, lost in her own post orgasmic shame, bliss, and confusion.  At least the constant dread of her next humiliation was far from her mind for the short time of release.

 

Mangini drove the long way to his house as the 5 o’clock shadows began to cast themselves across the road.  Though he was anxious for release after the show he had just witnessed, he wanted to give Ashley the chance to get close to a second orgasm before he got to the house.   After an extra fifteen minutes of driving, Eric noticed Ashley unconsciously rub her free right hand under her shirt over her nipple while the speed of her left hand in her wet snatch began to increase, along with the quickening breaths escaping from young Ashley’s mouth.  Just as Ashley was about to cum, she felt the car abruptly stop.  Startled and blinded, she nervously let the hand on her breast drop and stopped the rubbing of her clit.

 

“We’re here,” Eric said as he turned off the engine.

 

To be continued…….