Thread: Wealth and Power (Aldir, Snow white)

Well that one certainly has a lip on her. Felicia commented after a long spell of silence between the sisters. Julia was currently driving at a leisurely pace, her anticipation building the closer she got to her home as her newest purchase pounded away in the trunk of the car. The wealthy woman had always been rather bored with the standard fare of slaves she bought, in a way she felt they were somewhat spoiled for her. They were mostly already broken when they came into her possession, like someone else had done her job for her. The dark haired woman wanted to make her own perfect slave from the bottom up, and one did not get more bottom than what was currently thrashing around in the trunk of her car. The woman came to a halt at a red light, the thumping in her trunk not even drawing the eyes or attention of any passersby. It was somewhat commonplace to have slaves thumping in the trunk of ones car, though the faint cursing did earn some annoyed gazes. Julia turned down the next street and was working her way to the highway out of town proper. Fortunately it appeared that traffic was not as bad as it was on most days and she managed to merge on rather easily. Her sister had given up trying to start up a conversation and started playing this game or that on her phone again. Soon enough the car rolled up to a rather nice and large two story house, certainly screaming of wealth for the owner. Julia opened the garage automatically and rolled the car in, shutting off the engine and stepping out where she was greeted by two of her male household slaves who pointedly gazed at the ground. Felicia headed inside without waiting for invitation, something Julia noted with a sigh before turning her attention to the males. You two, there is a new slave in the trunk. Shes a little wild but bound so she should not give you much trouble. I want you to take her up to my room and put her on the bed. Do not mar her or hurt her or Ill punish you both severely. The woman said, before heading on after her sister. The men would follow her orders as best they could, though obviously Maureen had the ability to make that task somewhat more difficult for them. Through the task they would avoid hurting her but would keep their grips firm as they worked their way up to the second floor where Julias large room was located. Meanwhile, no doubt with curses and such flying around the house the wealthy woman would be engaging her sister in conversation. Or at least their version of what conversation was. Are you going to need a ride home, Fel? I can always have one of my slaves take you back. Julia offered as she poured out two glasses of wine. Nah. I already sent a text to my girl Marcy. Luke is a bit too drunk to trust behind the wheel at the moment according to her. The younger woman responded as she lit up a cigarette. Julia narrowed her eyes ever so, waving her hand in front of her face to dispel the smoke cloud near her face. Luke was Felicias rather inebriated husband, from a good and wealthy family to be certain but he had a drinking problem and a half. The older sister was not yet married herself, and after witnessing the dynamic between Felicia and her husband she was in no hurry to tie the knot with anyone. So, are you planning to fuck her tonight or? Felicia inquired after a stretch of silence, causing Julia to choke a bit on her drink and cough a bit. Pretty vulgar of you. I dont know if Ill do it tonight. Maybe. I think I want her to ask for it though. Julia said. Oh, excuse me for not tiptoeing around addressing you fucking your pretty new slave. Bet she's nice and tight if you catch my meaning, wouldn't mind an hour with her myself. You want some sisterly advice? Teach her some discipline first. Smack her around a bit if she back talks you. Reward her if she does what you say. Marcy told me a little about how they train slaves, she calls those techniques positive and negative reinforcement. Felicia said, taking a quick drink before another drag of her cigarette. A couple of hours later Felicia had said her goodbyes and that left Julia alone to head upstairs to her room. Each step seemed to take much longer than it really should have, her hands were trembling ever so though she gathered her composure as she arrived at her door. She opened the door and entered into the large bedroom, which was lush and adorned with various comforts including a nice personal table with some chairs, a large television set up to the side, stocked dressers and a walk in closet. The bed was plush king sized, though her attention was more on what was no doubt upon it. Julia walked over to the naked woman there and removed the blindfold, staring down at the bound woman with a smug smirk. Hello there, slave. My name is Julia Revil, but you will refer to me as Mistress. Do you understand? The woman said, crossing her arms under her breasts and staring down at the woman with stormy grey eyes.