Archive-name: Slaves/drgslv3.txt
Archive-author: Don CA
Archive-title: Drug Slave - 3
CHAPTER 3
LUAN'S MORNING
Mike awoke at the break of light the next morning. Turning
to his nightstand, he looked at the radio alarm clock. 6:00 am.
To damn early to get up on the weekend, he thought to
himself. Oh well, Ted will be here in a half hour or so anyway.
Might as well get up. He moved back to his stomach, feeling
Luan's soft body next to his. Then again, Ted could wait.
Mike pulled the covers away from Luan's body, revealing her
smooth backside, firm ass, and slender legs to his eyes. A dark
nylon body stocking covered her from neck to toes, with a small
opening for access to her pussy and asshole.
He rolled on top of Luan, his body pressing her into the
soft mattress. He rubbed his dick against the fabric over her
ass cheeks. He reached beneath her, fondling her soft tits
through the nylon stocking. His mouth pressed hotly against her
neck, sucking on the hot flesh as she moaned and writhed beneath
him.
Lifting up his body, he rolled her over. He lowered his
body back onto her soft flesh. His hand moved her long, dark
hair from her face, her brown eyes locking onto his, as his mouth
covered hers. His tongue danced inside her, playing tag with her
tongue as he darted it around her mouth. His erection was
rubbing her cunt through the opening in the stocking, moving
against her wet pussy lips as she spread her legs wide, giving
him easy access to her womanhood. His hands moved back to her
soft breasts, kneading them through the soft fabric until milk
began to slowly ooze from them, spreading through the nylon
stocking in circles from her tits.
Mike felt Luan respond beneath him, her arms encircling his
body as his erect penis found the opening to her cunt. As the
head disappeared inside her hot hole, he shoved forward, burying
his hard rod into her moist depths. He heard her gasp and arch
her back when he slammed his tool into her.
Mike put his hands under Luan's back, their bodies pressed
tightly together as his hips started a slow, rhythmic, fucking.
His stiff penis moved up her moist channel, until it drove into
her uterus, then pulled back out. He moved his hips again and
again as he fucked her hot cunt, their pubic hairs meshing
together at the end of each stroke. The suction when he pulled
out of her made a loud slurping noise, exciting him as it mixed
with his panting and her moaning.
Luan felt her warm milk slowly leak down the sides of her
body as her Master fucked into her pussy, her juices engulfing
his tool as it rammed her clit with each stroke. His body
pressed her into the bed, smashing her tits against her body as
his pubic mound banged into hers with every stroke.
She moved her hips upward as best she could on his down
strokes, trying to bury his hot erection as far into herself as
she could. Her vagina walls worked firmly on his manhood,
massaging his rod lovingly in its slick, vice like grip. With
each stroke she squeezed her pussy muscles, trying to milk the
cum from him.
Mike rolled off of Luan onto his back, his breath coming in
short gasps as he lay on the firm mattress.
"Get on top and fuck my dick," Mike ordered her.
"Yes Master," Luan replied.
Luan moved to her knees on the bed, quickly moving on top of
her Master, legs spread open wide over his manhood. With a knee
resting on each side of his masculine body, she reached down to
guide his massive member into her wet depths. Her hips moved
slowly downward, her pussy swallowing his rod in one smooth
motion. Their groins pressed hotly against each other, sending
sparks from her love button to her pussy as it flooded with hot
juice, her excitement growing towards orgasm.
Luan moaned to herself as she started to move up and down on
her Master's hard shaft, her body standing straight up from his
in a ninety degree angle. Her hands pushed against her thighs as
she pumped her hips on his huge member. She concentrated on
controlling the muscles in her pussy, stroking him gently with
each movement of her body. She moved her hips in a quick rhythm
over his body, his 10" shaft disappearing into her soft cunt,
only to reappear a split second later, coated with her juice.
She felt her Master's hands move back to her breasts as she
fucked herself on his staff. His hands were kneading her soft
flesh roughly through the nylon fabric, making her milk flow even
faster from her enlarged nipples. Her nipples squirted the milk
against the body stocking, running down her taught stomach until
it reached her cunt lips, mixing with her juice before running
onto her Master's shaft and onto the bed below them.
The sweet smell from her milk and the pungent aroma from her
fucking pussy wafted up to her nostrils, giving her an
intoxicated feeling as her orgasm built.
God she's good, Mike thought as Luan moved her pussy over
his raging hard on, bringing him closer and closer to his
release. He would cum soon he knew, her pussy massaging his
manhood with every stroke, her juice dripping down onto his body.
His hands milked her breasts, sending a stream of her mothers
milk down her wildly fucking body, to finally come to rest on the
bed beneath them.
"I'm Cumming Luan, don't stop!" Mike yelled at her.
He could hold off no longer. Grabbing her hips, he pumped
his cock deeply inside her, impaling her body on his rigid tool
as it started to spurt his scalding seed inside her. He felt his
cock shoot spurt after spurt of cum into her depths. Her pussy
flooded his tool with its juice as she climaxed at the same time,
her pussy spasms making his orgasm seem to last forever. His
fingers held onto her gyrating hips, his body arching to shove
every last centimeter of his rod into her. His cock eventually
stopped spitting his seed into her, and he relaxed back onto the
bed, her love nest still holding tightly onto his slowly
softening dick.
Luan was on the verge of cumming as her Master slammed into
her the final time. His hands roughly pulled her onto his
erupting cock, burying it deep within her womb. Between the hot
fluid pouring inside her and his groin pressed hard against her
hot clit, the sensations were to much for her. Her orgasm
exploded in her. Her pussy contracted uncontrollably on the
flowing dick buried deep inside her, flushing her pussy with her
own hot cum. Her hips struggled against her Master's strong
hands, unable to break his strong grip. She ground her hips
downward, rubbing her clit against his pubic area, sending
lightening sparks up her cunt and throughout her body as it shook
in orgasm. The orgasm rolled through her body for almost a
minute before it subside, leaving her weak and unable to catch
her breath.
Mike felt Luan collapse on top of him after her orgasm. He
reached up and removed the black hair that was covering his head.
He listened as she worked to regain her breath, her head pressed
hotly against onto his chest. Her wet tits were smashed onto his
chest from her weight, the milk still slowly leaking out and down
his body to the bed below. He could feel her pussy still
quivering against his now soft penis, there juices flowing past
it onto his pubic hair and finally the bed.
Mike reached up and took Luan's head in his hands, moving it
to his lips. He pressed his mouth to hers, his tongue searching
for hers, and playing with it.
They kissed for several minutes, Mike beginning to play with
the idea of fucking her again when there was a soft knock at the
door.
"Come in," Mike yelled at the door.
Linda opened the door, her long blond hair contrasting
nicely against the two piece black G string bikini she wore this
morning.
"I hope I didn't disturb you Master?" Linda asked, a little
fear in her voice.
"No. What do you want?" Mike responded.
"Ted is here Master, at 6:30 like you ordered him," Linda
answered.
She was glad her Master wasn't angry with her. He sometimes
woke up mad, even when he had told them to wake him. And he
never liked to be disturbed when he was fucking. She had heard
their love making while she was outside the door and had waited
for fifteen minutes after she thought they were done before
knocking to be sure it was safe.
Mike looked at his watch. 7:00.
"Ok, tell him to wait for half an hour, then come up here
with his reports and some coffee.
"Me and Luan are going to take a shower now," Mike told her.
"Yes Master," Linda responded, quickly leaving the room and
closing the door behind her.
Mike pushed Luan off his body, his wilted penis slipping out
of her wet pussy as she moved to his side.
"Come on Luan," Mike told her, "time to get up and take a
shower. I need a washer."
Mike maneuvered his body off the bed, walking to his
connected bathroom.
Luan raised herself off the bed, her legs a still a little
shaky from their screwing. She removed the body stocking from
herself, the wet fabric sliding coolly over her flesh.
Her Master was brushing his teeth as Luan entered the
bathroom. Not stopping, she walked over to the shower. Turning
on the water, she waited for him to join her.
Luan stood back slightly in the spacious shower as her
Master entered. She waited until he had soaked his body before
she reached toward him with a washcloth and soap.
Luan poured some shampoo into her Master's hair, scrubbing
his scalp under the flowing water. Moving to the top of his
back, she worked the cloth into a soapy froth as she rubbed his
hard body. Her hands wandered down to his ass, the cloth moving
over his flesh in brisk strokes.
Her Master turned around, allowing her to scrub his face and
neck. Shifting her attention downward, she moved her cloth to
his hairy chest, cleaning her own congealed milk off of him.
Next, she went to her Master's groin, washing his soft penis
tenderly. Her hands gently rubbed his testicles, the soap
removing the residue of their fucking. Going to her knees, she
washed his thighs and legs.
While she soaped her Master's feet, his soft dick was
directly in front of her face. She gently kissed the head,
tasting the unrinsed soap that covered it.
"Take the head of my dick into your mouth Luan, I have to
pee," Mike ordered her.
Luan quickly moved her mouth over the soapy head. Almost
immediately, her mouth was flooded with his hot urine. It tasted
a lot like the warm salt water rinses she used to gargle with as
a child, but much stronger. It had a pungent after effect that
she wasn't sure was tasted or smelled. She swallowed as much of
his salty waste as she could, the hard stream striking the back
of her mouth and then shooting forward. What she couldn't gulp
down spilled out of her mouth in a torrent, down her wet body,
disappearing in the shower drain. She left her Master's rod in
her mouth for a minute after his piss stopped, cleaning the tip
with her tongue before washing it again with her cloth.
Mike let loose of his pee as soon as Luan's mouth covered
the head of his dick. His urine gushed forcibly into her oral
cavity, a huge quantity stored up from the previous night. He
looked down, seeing her mouth gulp in desperation as she tried to
catch all of his fluid before it rushed out of her mouth and down
the shower drain. His piss seemed to last forever, sending a
steady flow of his waste into his slaves eager mouth.
After he was through emptying his bladder into Luan's mouth,
he rinsed himself off and stepped out of the shower.
"I feel nice this morning slave. You can finish cleaning up
in my bathroom this morning, just don't be all day," Mike told
her.
"Thank you Master, I'll be very quick," Luan replied.
While Mike toweled himself off, Luan moved to the sink to
start her daily cleaning. After brushing her teeth, she reached
into the cabinet below the sink, bring out her douche bag.
Taking it with her back to the shower, she cleaned herself
thoroughly, making sure all her holes were squeaky clean and well
lubricated.
As Mike walked back into his large bedroom, he saw Ted
Crawford sitting at his table by the window with two cups of
coffee and a pot of the same before him. Melanie was tearing
down his bed, fresh sheets resting on his cabinet. She was
wearing a tight red halter top, her 34 C tits and nipples
stretching the fabric from her chest. Her bottom was covered by
tight gold exercise leotards, stretching across her firm ass down
to her ankles. The outfit contrasted well with her dark black
skin, her afro braided tightly in the back.
Mike thought about Ted. He was the only person addicted to
the drug triloxakin that Mike didn't order to call him master.
Of course, Ted had taken the drug on his own, and then given the
secret to Mike.
Two years ago, Ted had worked at the Matabin Drug company in
the research and development division. He was actually the
person who invented triloxakin. Ted had been so sure the drug
would work, that after just 2 days of laboratory testing on
animals, he had used himself as the first and only human guinea
pig. When he came in the third day, and saw his animals in a
coma, he had gone into panic.
As the pain spasms started in his body, he knew he was in
trouble. He worked feverously on an antidote, but the constant
desire for the drug made it impossible for him to concentrate.
Afraid the company would use the drug to enslave the human race,
he had left, destroying all computer records and company notes
with him.
He had gone to Mike, an old friend and molecular chemistry
student at Los Angeles university. He told Mike his story,
giving him his notes, begging him to produce the drug for him and
find a cure. The drug had worked its psychological effects on
Ted's brain, making it almost impossible for him to deal with the
thought of not having the drug again, and unable to help Mike
reproduce the drug.
Mike was actually glad when, after three days, Ted went into
his pain coma so Mike could work undisturbed on copying the drugs
structure.
Thank God Ted had taken good notes before he had taken the
drug, or Mike would never had reproduced it.
Four days after Ted had gone into his pain coma, Mike was
able to produce a batch of the drug. He had given him the
triloxakin, quite surprised by how fast he came out of the coma.
The next few months was a learning process for both of them,
especially Mike. He discovered the two other drugs, hoping they
would remove the addiction to Ted, but both were failures from
that stand point. He found Ted was almost completely
psychologically dependent on him, his two days of coma removing
all of his will when Mike asked him to do anything. He was just
as bright, and just as outspoken with other people, but found
himself emotionally dependent on Mike.
Mike had decided to use the drug to his own advantage. He
had given it to Terri, a cute short haired blond living in the
apartment next to his. Through experiments with her and several
other pretty women, he discovered the best way to quickly produce
a slave. It was simple, let them have a good dose of the pain
coma right from the start, and they all became emotionally
dependent on him as their supplier, eager to do anything at all
to please him.
He had spread out slowly, starting a high class escort
service in LA with twelve of his girls. He didn't earn that much
money from their hooking, but got a great deal from the clients
afterward, mostly high power politicians who didn't want their
pictures smeared across the front page of the paper in very
compromising positions.
He now had services in New York, Washington, DC, Chicago,
Miami, San Francisco, and Dallas, plus had managed to get a few
top executives from several fortune 500 companies, including the
entire board of directors from Matabin Drugs (he thought that was
only fair to Ted). And of course, the prettiest he kept at home
for himself.
Mike grabbed the jockey shorts and cut offs Melanie had laid
out for him, putting them on before he sat down next to Ted and
took a sip of hot coffee.
"Good morning Ted," Mike greeted Ted.
"Morning Boss, have a good time?" Ted grinned at him, eying
Luan in the bathroom.
"Pretty good, as a matter of fact. So, what's new Ted? Why
this important meeting on a Saturday?" Mike asked him, his gaze
resting on the coastline stretched out below him.
"Take a look at these," Ted told him, passing two personnel
folders to Mike.
Mike opened the first one and looked inside. He saw a
picture of a large blond woman, dressed in a black leather
corset, and hip high spike heel boots, a cat-o-nine tails whip in
one hand, a spiked paddle in the other. Her hair stretched to
just below her shoulders. He read the bio data on her. Mistress
Donna, 32 years old, 6' even, 150 pounds, 38-30-36, address; 2345
J Street, apt 15, New York, New York.
Big girl, Mike thought.
Closing the first folder, he looked into the second. He
found a picture of a young oriental girl with long black hair.
Looking down to the bio data he read; Sung Lee Kim, originally
from Singapore, 18 years old, 5'2", 105 pounds, 34-22-34,
address; 56890 Hemlock Avenue, New York, New York.
Closing the folders, he looked over at Ted.
"If Terri wants to make these girl slaves, I really don't
think we need anymore at this time Ted, especially in New York,"
Mike told him.
"I agree Mike, but the decision was already made. Terri
made them both slaves five days ago. I just found out yesterday
from Becky in Washington. Evidently Terri had faxed this data to
her, bragging about them. She immediately forwarded them to me,"
Ted responded to Mike.
Mike shook his head slowly.
"That stupid fucking bitch!" Mike yelled out. "What in the
fuck does she think she's doing?!"
"I think she's just trying to impress you Mike, I don't
think she's honestly trying to usurp you," Ted said, trying to
calm Mike.
"That's beside the point Ted. The one major rule we have
here is that I and only I have the authority to give the drug
out. This is the second time Terri has pulled this bullshit.
It's time to reign her in. Who do we have here in L A that can
take over in New York?" Mike asked Ted, the anger beginning to
dissipate from him.
"I think Colleen would be a good choice, Mike. She's smart,
a business school graduate. She should do fine," Ted replied to
Mike.
"Ok, have my jet ready to leave Oxnard for New York by 10:00
am, that will give her two hours to get packed and get here.
Make reservations for me at the Hiat in New York. Tell Terri to
be there waiting for me," Mike instructed Ted.
Ted reached out for the phone on the table, dialing the
numbers from memory, to put Mike's instructions into action.
Mike looked over at Melanie, who was just finishing cleaning
up his room.
"Melanie, pack me a suit case. Enough clean clothes in it
to last three or four days. I shouldn't be gone that long, but
I may," he instructed her.
"Yes Master," she replied, quickly going to his closet and
getting a suitcase, starting to pack.
As she was packing, Luan walked out of the bathroom, her
naked flesh glowing from the hot shower and scrubbing she had
given herself.
"Luan, go tell Linda to come up here," Mike ordered her.
"Yes Master," Luan answered, leaving the room to find Linda.
"All set Mike," Ted said, hanging up from his last phone
call, "Colleen will be at the jet by 9:30, ready to go. You're
booked for the penthouse sweet at the Hiat, and Terri will be
there waiting for you. She sounded awful scared when I talked to
her Mike."
"She should be. I am not at all amused by this little stunt
of hers," Mike said.
"You wanted me Master," Linda asked as she walked into the
room, still wearing her black two piece bikini.
"Yes, we are going to New York for a day or two. Go pack
yourself some clothes, enough for three or four days. Be ready
to go in one hour," Mike ordered her, "and tell Luan to come back
here."
"Yes Master, thank you very much," Linda replied, a large
smile spreading across her face. She loved to get out of town
alone with her Master.
After a few minutes, Luan walked back into the room, still
naked, kneeling in front of Mike.
"You wanted me Master," Luan asked, her head bowed to him.
"Yes Luan. I think Ted here is horny. Give him a blow
job," Mike ordered her.
"Yes Master Luan replied, scooting over to Ted on her knees,
her head moving down between his legs.
"Thanks Mike," Ted said.
Mike walked over to the bed and sat down just as Melanie
finished packing his suitcase.
"Melanie, I left Cathy tied up down in the basement. While
I'm gone, I want you and Luan to keep working on her for me,
understand?" Mike asked her.
"Yes Master," Melanie replied to him.
"Go through the house schedule and explain to her what is
expected of her," Mike instructed her, "You can start her
bisexual training and her toilet training. She is to go to work
Monday morning. Make sure she is not late. You'll be in charge
while I'm away. I'll leave a four day supply of drugs for you.
It's your discretion on whether you give her the pleasure drug or
not. Luan's been very good so far this morning, so unless she
totally screws up, she can have hers. Any questions?"
"No Master," Melanie answered him.
"Good, now go downstairs and untie our new slave. Bring her
back up here, but don't enter the room until Luan leaves. You
can use your time explaining the way things work around here to
her," he told her.
"Yes Master, I will," Melanie responded to him.
She left the room quietly, going down stairs to untie her
new sister in slavery.
Mike reached over to the fresh clothes Melanie had left for
him. A pair of blue jeans and a comfortable shirt plus tennis
shoes completed his wardrobe for the trip. No reason to be
sitting in tight clothes for a five hour flight, he thought as he
slipped into them.
Mike looked over at Ted and Luan as he sipped his coffee on
the bed. He watched her head move up and down on his hard cock,
her arms encircling his waste to draw him closer to her.
Luan moved over to Ted as her Master ordered her. Reaching
out with both her hands, she quickly undid his belt and pants.
She pulled his pants and boxers down his muscular legs until they
were around his ankles. Bending her head down, she sucked his
semi erect tool into her moist mouth, her nostrils filling with
the pungent aroma from his groin.
She moved her tongue around the base of his penis, the salty
taste exciting her as it moved further into her eager mouth. It
began to grow from the attention of her expert mouth and tongue
until it was fully erect, sliding easily into her throat with
each thrust of her head. It wasn't as long as Mike's, about 8"
she judged, but it was still a mouthful.
She let the hot tool leave her mouth, her tongue running
along its length from the tip to the base. She was mouthing the
side of his rod, her lips wrapped halfway around it as she move
her head downward. At the base of his tool, she worked her
tongue into his pubic hair, going until she reached his hairy
scrotum sack. She gently sucked on his balls, listening to Ted
moan with pleasure from her action. His pubic hairs tickled her
nose, making her want to sneeze. She massaged his testicles for
a few minutes before moving her head back to the top of his hot
erection. She sucked the head into her hot mouth, moving her
lips along its length until the entire tool was again buried deep
in her throat.
While she lovingly moved her mouth over Ted's manhood, she
felt him start to hump his hips into her mouth, his soft moans
telling her his orgasm was approaching quickly.
She felt him tense, his cock expanding inside her mouth as
it began to pump its salty seed into her eagerly sucking mouth,
shooting against the back of her throat.
Her mouth moved backward, opening as wide as she could when
he started to shoot his load. She laid the head of his dick on
the top of her tongue, giving her Master as good a view as she
could as he shot his hot jism into her. One hand reached up to
gently massage his balls, trying to squeeze every once of his
seed into her mouth. Her other hand moved to his shooting rod,
steadying it so all the spurts of cum landed on her tongue and
rolled back into her throat where she sucked it down like it was
water from the fountain of youth.
When his penis had stopped pumping his hot jism into her,
Luan closed her mouth back over his softening tool, her tongue
darting into his pee hole to clean out as much of his nectar as
she could.
"Whew, that was great Luan," Ted told her, picking her up
and planting a wet kiss on her lips, his hands squeezing her tits
when they were within reach.
"Thank you Ted," Luan replied, looking over at her Master.
"Was it ok Master?" she asked him.
"If Ted said it was great, it must be. You know he doesn't
lie. You better go now Luan, if the others are out there, send
them in," Mike instructed her.
"Yes Master," she said, "have a nice trip. I'll miss you."
As soon as she left, Melanie and a naked Cathy walked into
his room.
"I'm going away for a few days Cathy. While I'm gone, you
will obey Melanie and Luan just like you would me. Understand?"
he asked her.
"Yes Master. I will do whatever they order me to do. I
will try to be a good slave," Cathy answered him.
He noted with satisfaction that she had moved to her knees
as soon as she entered the room. He knew her muscles must still
be terribly cramped from her night bound to the stocks and any
movement very painful to her.
Yeah, he wasn't going to have any trouble training this one.
Not like that stupid Terri.
"Good, now take my bag downstairs to the door and then wait
for Melanie. She'll be right there to continue your training,"
Mike ordered her.
"Yes Master," Cathy answered him.
She got up off her knees and picked his suitcase off the
bed, carrying it in front of her as she left.
Mike followed her bouncing ass cheeks as she walked out the
door.
Nice ass, Mike thought.
"Melanie, in case of an emergency either get a hold of Ted
or myself, preferably Ted first. This trip shouldn't take to
long," he told her.
"Yes Master, I'm sure everything will be ok while you are
away," Melanie answered him from her knees.
"Here," he said, handing her a small vial with about fifteen
drops of liquid in it, "this will last you four days. You have
plenty of pain drug if you need to punish anyone."
"Lets go get Linda Ted and you can drive me to the airport.
It's 9:00 now, maybe we can get an early start," Mike ordered
him.
"Ok Mike," Ted replied.
Mike left his bedroom and walked over to the slaves room and
opened the door. He looked inside and spotted Linda just closing
her suitcase.
"Are you ready yet?" he asked her, eying her in the clothes
she had chosen to wear.
He had given all his slaves orders to dress sexily around
him, but somehow Linda always seemed to outdo everyone else. She
was wearing a dark blue spandex top, the material clinging to her
upper body, her breasts pushing the soft fabric away from her
body, the outline from her nipples quite evident in the fabric.
Her legs and ass were covered by a pair of white slacks. They
clung to her buttocks and thighs tightly, then slowly spread
wider along her legs, flaring out loosely at the bottom. Her
golden hair hung neatly down her back, her ears adorned by a
small pair of gold earrings.
"Yes Master," she answered with a smile, "I'm all backed and
ready to leave."
"Good, lets get out of here then," he said.
They walked out to the front of the house, Ted stopping to
grab Mike's luggage and throw it in the trunk of the Cadillac he
was driving.
Mike and Linda climbed into the back seat, sinking into the
soft leather. Linda snuggled herself against Mike' body, pushing
her breasts into his arm as she clung to him. Ted climbed
silently into the front seat and drove them out of the yard.
9:10, Mike thought. With any luck they would be at the
airport by 9:30 and in the air by 9:45.
And then he could think about what to do with Terri!
END
CHAPTER THREE
LUAN'S MORNING
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