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 Author: Backstory
Title: Property
Part: Chapter 20
Universe: Blackmailed Rape Slave
Summary: Chloe and Taesha have barely recovered from a grueling morning
with Mistress Joanna and her friend when Jamal takes the two to visit a
tattoo parlor
Keywords: WFBFWF, interr, oral, anal, a2m, tat

   by Backstory will.backstory@googlemail.com

   Chapter 22: Property (BFWFWF interr oral anal a2m tat)

   IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER!  ________________________________ This story is
intended for individuals above the age of 21 or above whatever age the
local jurisdiction of the reader would dictate.  None of the characters of
situations are real, or even based on any real people or events. 
________________________________ Chapter 22: Property (BFWFWF interr oral
anal a2m tat)

   Chloe lay on the floor, on her side, watching Jamal talk quietly with
Mistress Joanna at her front door.  Buck sat obediently at the Mistress's
heel, panting heavily.  She felt Taesha spread her ass cheeks open and
relaxed as her friend began diligently licking the cum from in and around
her asshole.

   Jamal kissed Mistress Joanna lightly on the cheek and opened the door.
As she made to leave, tugging on Buck's leash, the German Shepherd
resisted, and remained sitting.  He looked as tired as Chloe felt. 
Mistress looked over at Chloe and Taesha.

   "You girls have really tired him out!" she called over.  Her voice
sounded pleasant, but Chloe now recognized the playful cruelty.  The
Mistress laughed, tugging harder on Buck's leash until she finally roused
him to his feet.  As they left, and Jamal closed and locked her door, Chloe
found herself thinking how they must look just like any other woman and her
dog, out for a walk.  No one who saw them out could ever guess how the
animal had spent his morning.

   Chloe's reverie broke as she realized that Jamal was crouched next to
her.

   "You did well today, both of you."

   "Thank you, Sir." Chloe said, without looking at him.  Taesha lifted her
face from between Chloe's cheeks.

   "Thank you, Jamal."

   "Taesha, I want you to get the two of you cleaned up.  I have plans for
this evening that don't involve the two of you, but we're going to take a
little trip first.

   An hour later the two women were in Jamal's Lexus, tinted windows
thankfully hiding their nakedness as they drove down the highway; Jamal did
not permit either woman to wear clothing in his car.  Chloe crouched lower
on the floor of the car and pressed her mouth firmly against her friend's
pussy, sliding her tongue into her.  Taesha rocked her hips slowly and
continued bobbing her head up and down in Jamal's lap.

   The ride was long enough that Jamal had them switch positions, but not
before Chloe had given Taesha two orgasms, licking up her friend's cum each
time.  Chloe did not cum, as she had nothing in her asshole, but
concentrated on taking Jamal deep in to her throat as Taesha sweetly licked
her.

   When they arrived at their destination, Jamal gave them time to dress
themselves, forcing his own hard cock back into his pants and buckling up.
Chloe pulled on the pair of jeans that Jamal had given her, and then the
tight t-shirt, which had the word "SLUT" in large, black letters across her
tits.

   She looked up nervously at the building where they had parked.  It was a
tattoo parlor, and more than a little shady looking.  She looked over at
Taesha, whose t-shirt read "CUM SLUT", just as she pulled it on over her
head.  Taesha gave Chloe a quick look that let her know that she did not
know what would happen next just as Jamal opened his door.

   "Follow me."

   The women got out of the car and followed Jamal.  He walked them around
to the back of the building which was far shadier than the front had been,
and pushed a sturdy, but beaten up looking doorbell.  Chloe heard a buzzing
sound from inside the building and soon a heavy, metal door opened,
revealing a short-haired woman in a ratty t-shirt and jeans.  She was in
her forties, at least, nearly as tall as Taesha, with weathered, white
skin.

   "Jamal!" she said, smiling, and taking his hand, pulling him to her for
a short hug.  She's a lesbian, Chloe thought immediately, though she didn't
know why she should be so sure of it.  "I am very glad to see you," she
said, looking Chloe and Taesha up and down, hungrily, "These are the two
you were talking about?"

   "Yes, this is Chloe and Taesha."

   "I like the shirts.  Cum slut, huh?  Does she only like your cum?"

   "Taesha will lick your cum just as well as she swallows mine, I promise.
Isn't that right, Taesha?"

   "Yes, Sir." Taesha said.

   "Mmmmm." said the woman.  "We have to put that to the test.  This one's
just a plain slut, then, huh?" She gestured to Chloe.

   "More or less." Jamal sounded slightly annoyed, but the woman didn't
seem to notice.  "They'll both do whatever I ask them to.  May we come in?"

   "Sure.  My name's Shirley, girls.  That's so you know what to call out
when I'm fuckin' you." She laughed heartily.

   They followed Shirley in through a dimly lit hallway, into a room with a
two padded tables, where a man in his forties sat on a stool, waiting.  He
laughed when he saw them.

   "Oh, very nice shirts for a couple of sluts, Jamal.  Are you girls good
sluts?"

   "Yes, Sir." They both said.

   "And do you know why you're here, White?" he asked, standing and walking
toward Chloe.

   Chloe looked to Jamal, but his face revealed nothing.  She looked back
at the man and spoke.

   "I'll do whatever Jamal asks me to."

   He laughed at that, too.  "Oh, I know you will, pretty, white slut. 
They don't know, Jamal?"

   Jamal answered from behind her, that same annoyed tone in his voice. 
"They'll know soon enough, Reggie.  Who do you want to do first?"

   Reggie licked his lips, looking back and forth between them.  "We'll do
White, first."

   "Her name is Chloe." Chloe was surprised to hear a touch of anger in
Jamal's voice.

   "I don't give a shit about her name.  White, get your pants off."

   "Chloe, do nothing."

   Chloe stood, obeying Jamal, as the two men faced each other.  For a
minute it looked like it might come to violence, and then Reggie let out a
loud laugh.

   "I'm only fucking with you, you great big psycho.  You want me to get to
know the little bitches, fine.  Nice to meet you, Chloe, and nice to meet
you..."

   "Taesha." Jamal finished.  "Chloe take your pants off, please."

   Chloe unbuttoned her jeans and slipped them off, folding them neatly and
putting them on a nearby table.  She stood with her legs slightly apart,
making no move to hide her nakedness.

   "I wouldn't mind seeing them tits." Reggie said, hopefully.

   Jamal sighed.  "Very well.  Chloe, take off your shirt as well, please."

   Chloe stripped off her shirt and stood with her arms behind her back
after she'd folded and placed it.  Reggie stared hungrily at her heavy
breasts.

   "Okay," he said, finally, "Have her get up on the table."

   "Chloe, do as Reggie asks."

   Reggie directed her onto the padded table, and had her lay face down. 
She saw Shirley come over, helping him with some equipment, then she buried
her face in the padding of the table.  She knew she was getting a tattoo,
and she did not want to see anything.

   The actual tattooing barely hurt at all.  It was done on her left ass
cheek, and took a good deal of time, but was really surprisingly painless.
When it was done, Reggie handed her a mirror, and held another up near her
ass.  She adjusted her mirror until she could see the reflection of her new
tattoo.  It read "Property of Jamal" in clear, dark lettering.  All she
could think, as she returned the mirror and laid her head back down was
that it was certainly true.  She was only glad that it was somewhere
private.

   "Thank you, Sir." Chloe said.

   "You're welcome, Chloe." Jamal said.  "Shirley will put a bandage on and
tell you how to care for it."

   Chloe turned her head and watched Taesha strip off her pants and allow
herself to be led up onto the second table as Shirley bandaged over Chloe's
tattoo and explained how to take care of it.  As she spoke, her hand moved
softly along Chloe's inner thigh, working slowly up to lightly touch her
pussy.  Chloe found it difficult to concentrate on the instructions as
Shirley's finger slid into her and began moving along her g-spot.  The
woman knew what she was doing, but without anything in her ass, Chloe was
careful not to allow herself to get close to cumming.  Shirley Pushed a
second, and then a third finger into her and began working her roughly.

   "Girl, you're hard to get off, aren't you?"

   "I can't cum without something in my asshole, Mistress."

   "She called me Mistress!" Shirley laughed hard at that.  "I ain't no
mistress sweetie.  Just a horny dyke who's gonna fuck you, that's all.  But
I'm only interested in that sweet little pussy, not your asshole, so I'll
leave that fucked up shit to the men.  Meantime, how bout you make me cum
with that pretty mouth of yours?"

   "Yes, Mistress...  um, yes...  Shirley."

   "You're not gonna wanna sit down on that ass, so why don't I lay down?"
Shirley helped her down off of the table and took her own jeans off.  As
she got up onto the table and spread her legs, Chloe saw that she had
multiple piercings along her labia and in her clit hood.  "Take a taste of
old Shirley now, you sweet little thing."

   Chloe half bent, half crouched down and began to lick Shirley's pussy.
My fourth pussy, some part of her brain reminded her.  Fifth, if I count my
own, and one of them my own sister's...  Shirley wove her fingers through
Chloe's hair and wrapped her legs around her head, drawing her in deeper.

   It took her only a few minutes to make Shirley cum, and she was very
loud about it, and got very wet.  Chloe licked up all her cum and continued
working, bringing her to a second orgasm in just another minute or two.

   "Holy shit, Jamal, these girls of yours are good."

   "I'm glad you approve.  Chloe, what do you say?"

   Chloe lifted her face from Shirley's soaked pussy, and spoke, a little
out of breath.  "Thank you, Shirley."

   "Actually I think I like that mistress business, you can call me that."

   "Yes, Mistress.  Thank you, Mistress."

   She pushed her face back between Shirley's thighs and let her tongue
slide along her slit, up to her small clit, licking her there until Shirley
sat up and put a hand under each side of her face, lifting her up and
kissing her on the lips.  Chloe parted her lips, letting Shirley slide her
tongue in.  They kissed for a minute, and then Shirley began licking at her
lips and around her mouth, licking her own cum from Chloe's face.

   "Mmmm, I want to taste you now, girl.  Come up here on the table with
Shirley."

   Chloe looked over at Taesha as she made her way up onto the table with
Shirley.  Her tattoo was identical to Chloe's, and it looked nearly
finished.  She straddled Shirley's face and felt her mouth press up against
her pussy, licking eagerly.  She forced herself to remain calm, knowing she
could not cum without Jamal's permission, and without something in her
asshole.  As Shirley licked her deep inside, she bent over into a
sixty-nine position, pressing her face back between Shirley's thighs.

   Shirley was skilled, and it was clear that she was still trying to get
Chloe to cum.  Her tongue lightly flicked Chloe's clit, while she worked
Chloe's g-spot, three fingers buried deep in her pussy.  After several
minutes of this attention, with no sign of orgasm from Chloe, Shirley
pulled her head back.

   "Jesus, you've got this slut trained well, Jamal.  Can someone press the
button that lets this bitch cum - preferably that other bitch - I'd rather
not have a dick this close to my mouth."

   Chloe heard Jamal's voice.  "Taesha, Chloe needs your fingers in her
asshole so she can cum."

   "Yes, Jamal."

   Chloe felt Taesha's hand on the small of her back, then a finger pushing
up her ass.  She groaned, and tried to relax as Taesha worked first one,
then another, then finally a third finger into her ass.

   "Chloe, I'd like you to cum for Shirley, please." Jamal said.

   Chloe lifted her face from Shirley's pussy long enough to say "Yes,
Sir." then moved back into place.  She stopped holding herself back, and in
less than a minute she cried out in a powerful orgasm, Shirley's fingers
rubbing her g-spot, her tongue flicking her clit, and Taesha's fingers deep
in her ass.  As she came, Taesha ran the fingers of her other hand gently
along Chloe's back.  Shirley did not let up, even when Chloe had finished
cumming, and forced her rapidly to a second orgasm.

   As this second orgasm wound down, Shirley stopped licking her clit, and
slowly let her fingers slip from her pussy.

   "Okay, you sweet thing, get back down there and give mama one more
orgasm."

   "Yes, Mistress." Chloe said, climbing down from the table, and moving
back between Shirley's spread legs.

   "And you, what was your name?"

   "Taesha, Mistress."

   "Taesha, climb on up and give old Shirley a taste of the dark meat."

   "Yes, Mistress."

   As Chloe bent to lick Shirley once more, Taesha climbed up and straddled
her face.  Her tattoo had been covered with a bandage as Chloe's had.  When
the two women gotten into position as Shirley had asked, Jamal spoke.

   "Taesha, cum for Shirley, please."

   "Yes, Jamal."

   For the next several minutes, Chloe licked Shirley's pussy and clit,
listening to her friend build to orgasm after orgasm.  It was at least ten
minutes before she felt Shirley begin to tense, and then cum a third and
final time.  Taesha lifted her pussy up from Shirley's face as she finished
cumming, and climbed down to stand near Chloe, putting a hand on her
shoulder.  When Shirley finally calmed, and Chloe had finished licking up
her cum, she sat up.  Chloe stood, taking Taesha's hand in hers.

   "You sure have trained these bitches right, Jamal." Shirley said.  Chloe
looked over at Jamal who seemed pleased at the comment.  "Be a nice dear
and hand me my jeans, Taesha." Shirley stood as Taesha handed her the
pants, then quickly put her hand to Taesha's pussy, eliciting a gasp of
surprise.  "I like the way you cum, you skinny little cunt, now just one
more time for mama."

   Taesha whimpered, parting her legs for Shirley.  "Yes, Mistress.  Thank
you, Mistress."

   Chloe put an arm around her friend as Shirley worked her pussy Taesha
turned her head and the two kissed.

   "Oh you two are just too much," Shirley said, fingering Taesha hard and
harder until Chloe felt Taesha's legs buckle.  They broke their kiss, and
Taesha put her forehead against Chloe's as she came.

   Shirley lifted her hand from between Taesha's legs and licked her
fingers, looking at the two of them.  From the side of the room, Reggie
cleared his throat, meaningfully.

   "All right, Reggie, old Shirley's had her fill.  Just let me get the
fuck out of here before the dicks come out, if you don't mind."

   "You better hurry up then." Reggie said, and laughed, hoarsely.  Shirley
glared, but pulled her jeans on quickly, kissed the two women each lightly
on the lips, and left the room.

   Chloe looked over at the men.  Jamal was still leaning against the wall,
but Reggie already had his shirt off, and was pulling down his pants and
underwear.  He kicked them to the side, and stood, stroking his hard cock.

   "So, what's this I hear about you needing something in your ass so you
can cum, White?"

   ***

   An hour or so later Chloe and Taesha were back in Jamal's car.  The
taste of Shirley's pussy had been drowned out by the taste of Taesha's and
her own asshole, and of the two men's cum.  They undressed themselves in
Jamal's car, but he let them rest.  They sat side by side, holding hands
with their fingers interlocked, Taesha leaning, resting the side of her
head against the top of Chloe's.

   When they arrived at Chloe's home, Jamal pulled his car into her garage,
but left the engine going.

   "I'm running a bit late, so I'll leave you girls now.  Take care of your
ink, both of you.  Taesha, I'd like you to stay here tonight, and both of
you should sleep in Chloe's bed.  Otherwise the rest of the day and night
are yours.

   Chloe was very surprised, but tried not to show it.  "Thank you, Sir."

   "Thank you, Jamal." Taesha said from beside her.

   "Chloe, you've earned back the right to call me Jamal, though you may
call me Sir or Master, as you wish."

   "Thank you, Sir."

   "Good.  Now go.  I'm late."

   The two women hurried to gather their clothing and exited the car. 
Jamal pulled out the moment they closed the door and was soon gone.  When
the garage door closed, Chloe put her arm around her friend. 
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