A literotic sexstories: Sisters in Slavery Chapter Four by Hellcat41979 ,
Enslaved sisters 3567-A and 3567-B get a new lesbian lover and a new mistress.
Molly is now Brothel Whore 3567-A
Megan is now Brothel Whore 3567-B
Unnamed twin sister is now Brothel Whore 3569-A
Unnamed twin sister is now Brothel Whore 3569-B
The stepmother Shannon is now Mistress 3567
Chapter Four
3567-B didn’t know or care how long her and 3567-A made love before they fell asleep but as they drifted off in each other’s arms any fears of what their future held were forgotten. However when they were Jared from their peaceful slumber these fears were quickly remembered.
Looking at her sister with her head against her breast 3567-B was tempted to go back to sleep until she was reminded of their situation by the sobbing coming from the other cells. Waking her sister, 3569-A, and 3569-B as 3567-B before they quickly got into the presentation position. As the others quickly joined her 3567-B quickly looked at the slaves in the other cells and saw why they were sobbing.
While the older slaves knelt in the presentation position the same as them while the newer slaves were kneeling in the bound presentation position due to their shackles but this however wasn’t why they were sobbing. They were watching as the slaves in the first few cells were being fed their breakfast.
The slaves in these cells were bent over dog bowels eating some unknown substance like they were a dog themselves. Even the older slaves were on all fours gulping down their food this way before leaning over to a second bowl to lap up some water. Even as bowls of food and water were placed in the other cells the humiliation of the slaves was expressed through their whimpering. Though the older slaves pretty much just cried as they eat.
3567-B felt the same humiliation as the others however it was blunted by the sudden rumbling of her stomach as she remembered neither her or her sister had anything to eat since before they were captured. Even as humiliating as this was she didn’t hesitate to drop to her hands and knees when the dog bowls were put in front of her.
Though tear filled eyes 3567-B look at the substance filling the dog bowl and felt disgusted as she realised it was actually dog food covered with a strange translucent white liquid. Taking a deep breath 3567-B reached her head down and took a small bite from the bowl. As she struggled to swallow the dog food food in her mouth 3567-B heard her sister whimpering as she to took a bite out of her bowl. Even as she was finally able to swallow 3567-B heard whimpering from both 3569-A and 3569-B as they to began to eat. As she bent down to eat some more 3567-B whimpered though after not having any thing to eat in at least two days 3567-B knew she had no choice as she swallowed mouth full after mouth full.
3567-B was thoroughly revolted by the time she began to lick the last of the dog food out of the bowl. But even as she finished and began lapping up water to get the taste out of her mouth 3567-B was horrified to realize the small portion did little to elevate her hunger. Though as she had fought the urge to vomit while eating she was also thankful there wasn’t anymore even though she was still hungry.
To her horror 3567-B soon realized this humiliation wasn’t over yet. Looking in the other cells 3567-B saw that the other slaves were also licking the excess dog food off of the faces of their cellmates. Looking at her sister 3567-B quickly directed her sister’s attention to the other slaves. 3567-B briefly wondered if she cringed the same way her sister did when she realised what they were expected to do next. However they didn’t hesitate as they took turns licking each other’s faces cleans. Though before they knew it they were finished and back to desperately lapping up water in a vain hope of getting the taste out of their mouths.
As soon as the water bowls were empty 3567-B looked to the other slaves for guidance as what they should do next. 3567-B saw they had pushed their empty bowls out of a slot in their cell and had assumed the presentation position. Once she saw this 3567-B and her sister’s bowls were pushed out of the cell and the two of them got into position as they waited with fear and trepidation for what was planned next for them.
This is how all of their days would start. They would take fed their bowl of dog food in the morning then be taken to the shower room to use the restroom before being allowed to wash each other. After pleasuring their sisters they would prepare each other’s hair and makeup. However one change had been made to them since that first day. While both 3567-A and 3567-B hair remained in the pony tails most of the time both 3569-A and 3569-B had theirs placed into pigtails or as some of the other mistresses and slaves would refer to them twin pony tails.
Once their hair and makeup was done they were taken to their training session for the day. These consisted of various types of humiliations for the slaves. But seamed to be different each day. For example one day the twins would be strung up by their wrists then whipped or another they would be kept kneeling and have to pleasure every mistress and slave before them. They would experience various types of bondage and be tortured by numerous pain inflicting instruments.
However one question began to bother both sets of twins as that first two weeks progressed. Why haven’t they been raped by any of the masters? If any of the four of them were virgins then they would have understood. After all they were well aware they were being sold once their training was completed and they had heard enough talk amongst the mistresses to know virgins sold for more. Still none of the four sisters were a virgin. Granted none of them had had sex more than once.
Still as many of the other slaves in their catch began to be subjected to being raped and they weren’t they had become to worry about why. These worries were made worse by the knowledge that their training sessions were always planned in advance so they had maximum effect on them. So for some important reason them and several other slaves were being spared.
Looking at the girls being spared didn’t help. They all had different classification tattoos. Although two of them were fellow brothel whores the others were a mix of a straight pleasure slave and two pleasure maids whatever that was. The other two they had no idea about what their classification was since their arrival they had been kept in chastity belts. Though they were certain these two slaves were virgins
Still the fact that six them being spared were being sold to brothels was a source of great worry. After all they’d figured if they were being sold into prostitution then they should be getting raped every five minutes. Still the six of them being left alone began to make them wonder if the reason had nothing to do with their classification. Especially since they noticed several of the older slaves were also brothel whores and they were frequently raped.
Yet outside of being put through their lesbian paces by the mistresses and their sisters no one else would touch them. Hell even some of the other slaves even had their way with them already. Though they suspected the other slaves having their way with them in the shower that day wasn’t part of their training. So it was beginning to drive them crazy trying to figure out why they weren’t being touched by a man.
In some ways though they were thankful for this distraction. It gave them something to think about during training sessions other then what was happening to them and kept them from being broken like many of the other slaves had. Still as they days went by they become to notice that more and more of their old selves was disappearing. For example long gone were thoughts of their old names, father, friends, even wearing clothes as bit by bit more of who they were was lost.
Granted they found they weren’t kept naked all the time. On several occasions they were dressed up on scantily outfits and made to preform tasks. These included dressing up as maids and having to clean the dungeon they’d been living in. To dressing as schoolgirls and getting a lesson in performing various sexual techniques and acts from the mistresses dressed as teachers. But as time passed they found when dressed they actually longed to be kept naked.
3567-B was rubbing her ass as she remembered the last time they’d worn the schoolgirl outfits. That day had started like all the others they were woken and fed. After they had eaten all of their dog food and licked the bowls clean they were taken to the showers. Once they’d washed and prepared their hair and makeup they were given the outfits.
While they had grown to prefer being naked the outfits they were dressed in left little to the imagination. They definitely wouldn’t be something they would be allowed to wear at any school. The plaid skirt was so short the bottom of their pussies were visible in the front and in the back it only covered half of their ass cheeks. The blouse on the other hand was transparent with no buttons so they had to tie it shut. Though they learned early on they were to be tied so as much cleavage as possible was visible.
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