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His arm draped down her shoulder, and for a few moments, she thought he was going to feel her up; but he didn’t.

Instead, with the other hand he fiddled with a remote, the screen coming to life.

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft, ft/ft, Fa/ft, Consensual, Non Consensual, Reluctant, Slavery, Lesbian, Bi Sexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Tear Jerker, Science Fiction, Group Sex, Harem, Interracial, Black Female, White Male, White Female, Cream Pie, First, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Petting, Pregnancy, Sex Toys, Politics, Desc: Sex Story: Chapter 4 - In a dystopian future where slavery has been legalized in all but name, Cindy is sold to Mr. She’d gotten out of her shower and got dressed in time to receive Janet’s summons, and had thus put the watch on and stuck the phone in her pocket, then migrated downstairs. “I don’t suppose you know how much the Boss put up for you.” “Alright, I’m done with this drama,” Beth said, pushing herself out and standing up. ” “There’s a difference between being a virgin, and still having your cherry,” Molly said. Janet blanched for just a moment, then regained her composure, putting on a placid face. So she got up, putting her napkin on the table—it felt almost impolite, expecting someone else to clean it up—and walked over to him, taking solace in the fact that Alice did the same thing.

Owens to help her parents get out of debt-and to be the nursemaid for the children he wants to sire on his slaves. She knew about the chaotic dance that always happened between dinner being ready and everyone sitting at the table, but she hadn’t quite realized the hustle and bustle that would come from so many people in one house. Owens got up and left, she suddenly could almost physically feel the eyes on her as the other four girls seemed to simultaneously turn to look at her. “If y’all are going to play those sorts of games with her, I’m out.” She began to walk away. Plus, apparently you still have your cherry, nice and pristine, like you’ve never even stuck a finger in there. “But Beth’s right, this isn’t something we should be talking about. As they reached him, he turned, and they followed him out of the dining room.

“They were getting a little rough a couple of years ago, but I really think they’ve gotten back on track.” Cindy adjusted herself uncomfortably; she really needed to use the bathroom, but wasn’t sure if he would get mad if she got up already. “I hope Janet actually got it clean this time.” The last was more to himself as he began walking out of the room. “Molly, have you gotten Cindy’s phone transferred yet? Her mother had actually advised her not to bring any of it, so as not to be reminded of her life before becoming property.

“I especially like what they’re doing with the House Elves,” Beth commented wryly. ” “No, sir.” Cindy would have expected that to be said meekly, even apologetically—but Molly said it matter-of-factly. On top was a picture frame of her and her parents, all smiling. She looked at their beaming faces—had they already been planning to sell her, even then? And yet, she still remembered her parents’ gentle words.

After a few moments, it stopped, and he had the remote in his hand again, his arm again around Cindy, the lights dimmed, and then the movie was starting. Sure, she was property, but she was property, and he would make sure that no one else would do anything to her. ” “Sure.” Beth dropped on the couch right where Cindy had been—though the two girls this time migrated to the outsides of the couch, rather than gravitate to the center, like she and Alice had when Mr. “Enjoy,” Cindy said, mostly because she felt awkward just leaving without saying anything, and then left to head back to her room.

He set the remote down, and placed his other arm around Alice—his glass of water sitting on her lap—and the whole couch was reclining, support rising under their legs. Cindy thought the movie itself was pretty good, though she was confused by a number of plot details, probably because they called back to previous movies. She knew she was owned, she knew she was nothing more to him than a womb and a pair of tits for his children ... A mixture of emotions fought within her, between enjoying his warmth and touch—not groping her like she might have expected—and being disgusted that she was being forced to do this against her wishes. Along the way, she found a convenient bathroom to relieve herself, but otherwise didn’t see Mr. She sighed once in her room, and lifted one of the suitcases onto the bed, then unzipping it as she contemplated how even to unpack.

She hadn’t really been able to keep up with the Harry Potter franchise, especially since her parents had dropped all television and streaming services to save money. After the credits finished, he fiddled with a remote, the lights flaring back to life, the couch returning back to not-reclining. ” “I’ll take care of it when I’m done,” Beth said, getting up and making her way to the center couch. She didn’t have much, really—mostly clothes, along with a few personal effects. Maybe she had lost her freedom, but she was more secure in food and health than she had been in a very long time.

But she also realized that now, she had access to all of those, and could go back and watch them if she wanted. “They’re doing a pretty good job, I think.” He said, loud enough for the girls to all hear. “Alright, I’m going to go check on the kitchen.” Without further ado, he stood up, and Cindy felt suddenly cooled off, no longer cuddled up against a warm body. I still need to unpack.” Molly gave a nod then turned to go; Cindy addressed the other two. “I’ve got other stuff I want to watch.” “Oooh, like what? Anything of real value had been sold long ago to pay the bills; what was left was mostly kept for momento’s sake.

“I want it done before we leave tomorrow morning.” “Of course, sir.

I was going to take care of it after the movie.” “Very good.” He then made his way out of the room. It’s the Boss’.” “Yeah, but it’s where I work.” “So’s that mean we frolic on Beth’s yard?

It was her first time actually sitting so close, for something like a movie, with someone other than one of her parents.

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