Kara, Captive And Slave Girl, Part III, In The Family

By Dick Inkum

(My apologies in behalf of the site for printing Part II in inverted halves. It was not submitted in that manner. D.I.)

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At dinner in my second day, Mr. Y announced that next week, I would start music lessons twice a week for an hour after lunch, and dancing lessons once a week. I was thrilled.

I told him that I was literate and would like to write to my uncle in my country to inquire about my mother. He would accommodate me. He asked if I would like books to read. I answered yes, positively. He would inquire among his friends about what books girls my age liked. I was really feeling like part of the family.

Borf and I returned to his room that night. We began with a lot of oral sex. He has learned well and brought me to a delightful orgasm with his tongue. When he revived from the sucking I'd given him, I started our fucking by climbing on top of him. I wanted to show him how eager I was for his cock.

After our rest and recovery period, I told Borf he could fuck my ass. I had him do the olive oil preparation and finger-fucking with other attentions I wanted simultaneously. When we were ready, I lay on my side and put him behind me. With my top leg forward he had an easy target.

Aaaah!! He was in comparatively easily and though it still caused me to pant, I didn't feel splayed as some others had made it. I got him fucking slowly and slowly going deeper in. I put his hand on my cunt and he got the idea of that.

"Faster now!" I commanded, "Oh God! That's so good!"

It was. This was the nicest experience of my asshole's fucking career. I met his thrusts and reached back between his legs to fondle his balls. I grabbed and rubbed and soon got a great gusher of cum up my ass.

"Oh, yes! That's the way I like it!" I almost shouted.

We rested and played for a while. I worked on reviving his cock and directed a different position for our next fuck. I wanted a rear entry with me on all fours. I directed him to finish in my ass. He followed my wishes and I had his balls in my hand much of the time. I like that.

Borth said he liked finishing in my mouth more than my ass, but he liked a long ass-fuck a lot. I suggested we vary the finishes and we'd have a long ass fuck when I wanted it, but not every time we were together. Of course he had the legal right to fuck his slave's ass all day and all night if he wanted, but I knew I had Mr. Y on my side for regulating my sex life.

I decided to sleep with Borf that night. We did get a little sleep.

The next day at lunch, Mr. Y gave me the writing paper for my letter to my uncle. I related my experiences to my uncle and told him my status though well treated now. I explained to Mr. Y that my father had been the mayor of our town and that there's little chance that he would have survived, since he fought with the defending soldiers. I told him my mother had left three days earlier to try to reach my uncle's house.

"And you stayed and fought, didn't you" Mr. Y surmised. I nodded.

"I thought so" he said, "you have spirit".

This was my day with Torf. After he'd finished his lessons with his tutor, I took him to my room. His was packed with boy stuff; not the right setting for amorous delights.

I questioned Torf about his sexual experience. He had also been sucked by Borth's friend's sister, both before and since he was potent, Borth didn't know. He'd felt her cunt. That was it.

I had a lot of teaching to do. We kissed and I had him undress me. I taught him to suck my tits and how I liked fondling and squeezing. I got him down between my legs and directed his licks, probes, and finger-fucking. I kept him at it until I was satisfied he'd learned well.

I had him stripped and sucked him off. The skinny little kid had a skinny little cock but I enjoyed it. If I'm destined to stay here, he'll be a good fucker before long. We played during his down time and wrestled. I jerked his cock a lot so he wouldn't be shy about offering it.

When I thought I could revive him, I started sucking. He came up fast. I wasn't really hot yet, so I had him rub his cock on my cunt and tits until I told him to mount. I put him in my saddle and guided his cock.

"Come on! Shove it! Fuck me ! " I squealed.

He got his ass moving. I kicked his butt to inspire harder thrusts. We found a rhythm now and the fucking got better and better. I told him to finish in my mouth. He groaned and and shouted "Oooh! Oooh!" as he withdrew and splattered cum, mostly on my tits trying to get to my mouth. I sucked his cock, licked up some cum, and had to wipe down.

"Not a bad first fuck" I said.

"I'm killed!" he answered.

"No you're not" I replied, "You're going to do a lot more with that cock today! "

In a while, I resumed sucking and turned to put my cunt on his face. He knew what to do about that now. I got him erect again.

"Let me know when" I said and I got on top of him and guided his cock into me.

I bounced my fucking ass merrily and massaged his chest as my cunt became even more appreciative of it's partner. He told me when he was coming and I lifted up, and lowered my asshole slightly on his cock head annd jerked his cum into it.

"I've never fucked an asshole before" he said.

"You still haven't really" I replied, " tonight you'll really do it."

At dinner that night, Mr. Y said that he had sent my letter. He didn't have to ask Torg about his sexual experience. The kid was mooney.

Mr. Y gave me two books to read and he had arranged to brrow more from his friend when those were retuned. His books, he said were all very dry, but if I liked history, I might find some of interest.

I told him that in "adult" reading, I liked to learn about other countries. He smiled and said he'd pick one out in a day or two.

In the early evening, Mr. and Mrs. Y had some visitors, and I guessed, very important ones. All youngsters were obliged to be in attendance, have a cup of wine, and keep our mouths shut. I was introduced as the newest member of the household (no mention of slavery, I guess that was understood),and Mr. Y bragged on how much I'd brightened up the house, and that I'd soon be taking dancing and singing lessons, and that I could read, write, and passably calculate. The guests were impresed, though they quickly got down to the business of planning anew waterway. I learned that Mr. Y owned ships that traded with other countries. Wouldn't I love to travel on one? Oh, yes!

The guests delayed my night with Torf for an hour or so. We went to my room again. We stripped and I grabbed his cock.

"Let's get upside down" I ordered more than suggested.

Our mutual oral work continued until we both satisfied. I stayed in that position and told him he was going to fuck my asshole and to oil it. I told him how and directed his finger-fucking to get ready.

I sucked him up to rigidity and, as with Borf, had us on our sides with him behind me. He got a good lesson and passed his test. I liked a smaller cock fucking that hole just fine.

We had a rest and a clean up. I sucked him up once more and got him on me and in my cunt which he pumped very well this time. He successfully came in my mouth this time. I didn't keep him for the night.

He had done well for one day's fucking and was now experienced in the fundamentals.

Nothing unusual happened before lunch the next day. I was now to start the regular routine of three days with Arful, three with Borf, and one with Torf. Arful was not home and would miss an afternoon session. I had time in the afternoon to read.

I will skip ahead a month or two in my story in the concluding chapter which includes a very risky adventure.

(To Be Continued)