Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here. Now originally it was all going to be 9 parts, but… Someone said the first one was too long, so I’ve decided to split all of these up into smaller posts. ENJOY———

Tim, the Teenage Part Thirty-Four By: Rass Senip


+++ Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986 Part 2 – Rings of the Slaves (mc, oral mf)


“Where’s Laura?” Joey asked when I reentered the showers. “She’s sleeping,” I replied. “Why? Don’t you like her?” “Yeah, I liked her. But she thought I was somebody else. We found who she was really looking for, and now she’s sleeping, dreaming about him,” I said sadly. “Shit, Tim… Hey, help me with these girls then. Julie knows some cool shit. See how she has them all with their arms behind their heads? It makes their tits stand out better, and makes it easier to see their bodies and shit.” “Hey Joey. When did you start saying shit in every sentence you say? You’re almost as bad as those fucken’ Seniors. Heh… I take it these are the finalists?” “Yeah. Do I really say shit all the time? Shit. I guess I do. Shit… Shit! I gotta stop saying that shit!. SHIT!” Joey was starting to turn red from my laughter. He honestly wasn’t trying to say it. “Hey!” Julie said as she tweaked a red head’s tit. “Do you mind? I almost did shit! Do you want to make a mess, Master?”

“Sorry,” Joey said. “Hey Julie, you seem like you’re enjoy yourself being… uhm, what’s the word that is opposite of submissive?” “Dominant. Yeah I guess I kinda like being dominant over these sluts. But, I still like being your submissive. Do you think I could do both?” “Hmm, that’s not a bad idea,” I said. “My father has a few slaves that are, er, dominant over a bunch of others. I think he called them head slaves… no, it wasn’t that, and it wasn’t Master-slave either. I’ll have to check this weekend…. Hey Joey. Is that who I think that is?” I said pointing to a girl with a shaved crotch. “Heather, front and center!” Julie said. Heather stepped forward, hands behind her head, and bent one leg while posing. “Yep,” Joey said. “Meet Cindy’s cunt licker. One of them anyway. Hey, Heather. Does Ted shave his crotch too?” “We shave it for him,” Heather said with a grin. “Julie,” I started, “you ever taste pussy before?” “Uhm, well, just my own once. I’m not a lezi, though.” “You are now.. All right bitch, let me see you suck that bare thing,” I said with a wicked smile. “Oh don’t make me, Master? I don’t do that kind of thing.” “Julie, if you want to be a dominant slave, you have to follow our orders. After you do it, I’ll give you what you want. But first you’re gonna have to prove to me you want it badly enough. So GET DOWN on your HANDS and KNEES and LICK THAT CUNT you SLUT!” “Yes! Master!” she said, full of mixed emotions.

Her lust had peaked at a new height from my order to do something so… dirty… that she was on her hands and knees, and approaching Heather’s cunt face on. Yet she was incredibly nervous, her arms shaking as she stuck out her tongue and touched Heather’s bare outer lips. Then Julie slammed her face into it as her orgasm rushed through her body, and I was surprised at how quickly Heather came too. I had to turn Heather’s volume down, for she was one of those really noisy cummers. Julie’s ass was sticking up in the air, still wearing her panties. I almost walked up to her and fucked her ass right there, but I got a hold of myself and reminded me we weren’t sure how clean she was in the first place. “Julie, that’s enough,” Joey said. “You’re gonna make Heather cum again. Shit! Too late. Damn Heather, you are one noisy bitch.” “Julie, stand up and take your panties off. I’m gonna make you our slave now.”

I explained the whole deal to her, and after she asked a few questions, she was ready. I took out another gold ring from my pocket, this one with a smooth blue stone that was slightly smaller in size than the Suzi’s red one. It was a pity the girl’s rings were so much smaller that the guy’s. I almost gave Suzi a guy’s ring because her women’s ring didn’t look nearly as impressive as Joey’s and mine did. “Julie, this is it. Put this on your finger, and we become your Masters for as long as you wear it. I’m probably gonna get you a different stone to signify you as a dominant slave, but for now, this will work. You will always have the free will to take it off, but when you do, you will never be able to put it on again. Understand?” I asked as I placed the ring in her palm. She swallowed nervously, then took the ring in her other hand. She hesitated holding it an inch from the tip of her ring finger, but then said, “Yes, Master. I understand,” and slipped the ring on.

I reached into her mind, and began speaking the commands out loud as I did them. “Julie, you now have two lives. The life you have always had will always be the ‘dominant’ one. But when you see someone with a Master’s ring like this,” I said holding mine up to her eyes, “you will live in your second life for as long as we need you too, or your first life says no more and takes the ring off. “Your second life will be the following: Your only wish is to serve your Masters and Mistress, and to please them in any way you can. You will only address us as Master or Mistress when we are alone or with other slaves. If nonslaves are present when we give you a command, you will respond with Yes and our first name. You will perform any sexual act we wish, and enjoy it with no regret. You will love us and worship us as gods, and we shall reward you with pleasure beyond your imagination. We own your body, but you still own your mind and soul. You are our slave, but that of choice. Kiss my ring, slave, to declare your obedience.” “Yes, Master.” Julie the slave said as she kissed my ring. Joey held his out and she kissed it also.

“Julie, before you can have any more sexual contact with us, you will have to go to the doctor and make sure you don’t have any VD. Understand?” “Yes Master,” Julie said happily. “Hey Tim. I’m horny again. Can we figure out if any of these girls want to so we can screw around with them?” “How come there are only five this time?” I asked. “Shit. There were a lot more virgins who hadn’t given any blow jobs in this group. Including that Teresa chick. Man, she was HOT!” “Well, Heather and Cindy may wind up slaves too, but only if Ted does. It looks like we have another fifteen minutes before they gotta get dressed. Julie, go frig each girl to get them wet, and make sure you suck off the juices from your finger before you do the next.” “Oh, yes Master. Thank you!” Julie said, licking her lips.