BIRTHDAY GIFT 4
Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2025 8:50 am
Birthday Gift 4
I wake up when the lights in the room come on, well, more like I open my eyes, since I haven't been able to sleep all night. If my world hadn't ended after everything that happened last night, it did completely when, after the redhead gave me the two best orgasms of my life, Lady Katherine and you decided to lock us in slave girl cages.
The truth is that it wasn't that fact in itself that opened my eyes and confirmed that this was no longer a game. I've had that fantasy many times, and I even got excited again when you put me in the cage. It was the fact that each cage had a plaque with a name engraved on it, Rachel on the redhead's cage and Alice on mine, that made it clear to me that this was something you had been planning for a long time.
If that feeling of helplessness hadn't been enough, throughout the night I had to watch and listen to you fuck Lady Katherine, first romantically and passionately, then hard and violently, as if she were a mere slave girl, bringing her to one orgasm after another and leaving her exhausted in bed.
The first thing my eyes saw when I opened them was Lady Katherine in front of me, splendid in all her nakedness, her body covered with marks from the night of passion, a sight not unlike that of the slave girls I have seen you use over the past few months.
“Get out and stand with your hands behind your head and your legs apart;” Lady Katherine orders me as she opens the cage.
Despite the cage being open, I don't move. I look at you, waiting for some reaction from you, and only when I see that you are doing nothing and not even looking at me do I get out of the cage and position myself as Lady Katherine instructed.
“I'm sorry you couldn't sleep;” she says, standing behind me, running her fingers down my back, marking my skin with her manicured nails, moving them up to my breasts and gently pinching my nipples, then moving down until she finds my strangely swollen clitoris.
“I'm sorry you couldn't sleep, my little Alice;” Lady Katherine repeats, addressing me by my name for the first time. “But I've been waiting a long time to share a whole night with him;” she adds, starting to masturbate me.
“The truth is, I know how you feel;” she says. “I've spent many nights watching him fuck you, sometimes even thinking he was falling in love with you. Luckily, I was wrong. He was just playing with you, preparing everything for this moment.”
A shiver runs through my body as I hear Lady Katherine's words, wondering when she saw us fucking, but I soon forget them, letting myself be carried away by the pleasure caused by her fingers entering and leaving my pussy. Slowly, I approach orgasm, an orgasm that, on the one hand, I crave tremendously, but on the other, I try to avoid, not wanting to come like that in front of you.
Luckily, or by mere chance, you intervene just as I am about to come, causing Lady Katherine to stop.
“Stop playing with your slave girl, we have to get them ready for the party;” you say, heading for the door to open it and let in two black slave girls dressed as maids.
Without saying a word, the two slave girls approach the place in the room where we are, although only one of them comes to me, the other approaches Rachel, who is still in her cage calmly watching what is happening, opening the door for her to stand next to me.
As soon as Rachel stands next to me, each of the slave girls stands on either side of us, looking down at the floor, waiting for your orders or those of Lady Katherine.
“There has been no change to the instructions you received yesterday;” you say to the slave girls, who simply nod their heads to confirm that they have understood your words. “When you have finished preparing them, take them to the library. Lady Katherine and I will be waiting for you;” you add, heading for the door.
“Wait a momento;” Lady Katherine stops you, raising her voice and approaching one of the slave girls.
“Have you noticed how much that slave girl and I look alike?” she asks one of the two slave girls.
“Yes, ma'am;” the slave girl replies without looking up from the floor. “For a moment, when I entered the room, I thought it was you who was naked and wearing a collar;” she adds, realizing her mistake.
Lady Katherine does not react to the slave girl's response, simply moving toward the other slave girl, standing in front of her and lifting her head with her hand to look at her face.
“And you, have you noticed how similar the slave girl and I are?” she asks, causing her to shudder slightly.
“I beg to differ, ma'am;” the slave girl replies. “But you are not alike at all. You are a free woman, a lady, and she is just a naked bitch with a collar, a slave girl who should be handed over to the studs to be bred;” she adds.
“You take care of preparing her;” Lady Katherine tells the slave girl, then turns to you and quickly leaves the room.
To be continued...
I wake up when the lights in the room come on, well, more like I open my eyes, since I haven't been able to sleep all night. If my world hadn't ended after everything that happened last night, it did completely when, after the redhead gave me the two best orgasms of my life, Lady Katherine and you decided to lock us in slave girl cages.
The truth is that it wasn't that fact in itself that opened my eyes and confirmed that this was no longer a game. I've had that fantasy many times, and I even got excited again when you put me in the cage. It was the fact that each cage had a plaque with a name engraved on it, Rachel on the redhead's cage and Alice on mine, that made it clear to me that this was something you had been planning for a long time.
If that feeling of helplessness hadn't been enough, throughout the night I had to watch and listen to you fuck Lady Katherine, first romantically and passionately, then hard and violently, as if she were a mere slave girl, bringing her to one orgasm after another and leaving her exhausted in bed.
The first thing my eyes saw when I opened them was Lady Katherine in front of me, splendid in all her nakedness, her body covered with marks from the night of passion, a sight not unlike that of the slave girls I have seen you use over the past few months.
“Get out and stand with your hands behind your head and your legs apart;” Lady Katherine orders me as she opens the cage.
Despite the cage being open, I don't move. I look at you, waiting for some reaction from you, and only when I see that you are doing nothing and not even looking at me do I get out of the cage and position myself as Lady Katherine instructed.
“I'm sorry you couldn't sleep;” she says, standing behind me, running her fingers down my back, marking my skin with her manicured nails, moving them up to my breasts and gently pinching my nipples, then moving down until she finds my strangely swollen clitoris.
“I'm sorry you couldn't sleep, my little Alice;” Lady Katherine repeats, addressing me by my name for the first time. “But I've been waiting a long time to share a whole night with him;” she adds, starting to masturbate me.
“The truth is, I know how you feel;” she says. “I've spent many nights watching him fuck you, sometimes even thinking he was falling in love with you. Luckily, I was wrong. He was just playing with you, preparing everything for this moment.”
A shiver runs through my body as I hear Lady Katherine's words, wondering when she saw us fucking, but I soon forget them, letting myself be carried away by the pleasure caused by her fingers entering and leaving my pussy. Slowly, I approach orgasm, an orgasm that, on the one hand, I crave tremendously, but on the other, I try to avoid, not wanting to come like that in front of you.
Luckily, or by mere chance, you intervene just as I am about to come, causing Lady Katherine to stop.
“Stop playing with your slave girl, we have to get them ready for the party;” you say, heading for the door to open it and let in two black slave girls dressed as maids.
Without saying a word, the two slave girls approach the place in the room where we are, although only one of them comes to me, the other approaches Rachel, who is still in her cage calmly watching what is happening, opening the door for her to stand next to me.
As soon as Rachel stands next to me, each of the slave girls stands on either side of us, looking down at the floor, waiting for your orders or those of Lady Katherine.
“There has been no change to the instructions you received yesterday;” you say to the slave girls, who simply nod their heads to confirm that they have understood your words. “When you have finished preparing them, take them to the library. Lady Katherine and I will be waiting for you;” you add, heading for the door.
“Wait a momento;” Lady Katherine stops you, raising her voice and approaching one of the slave girls.
“Have you noticed how much that slave girl and I look alike?” she asks one of the two slave girls.
“Yes, ma'am;” the slave girl replies without looking up from the floor. “For a moment, when I entered the room, I thought it was you who was naked and wearing a collar;” she adds, realizing her mistake.
Lady Katherine does not react to the slave girl's response, simply moving toward the other slave girl, standing in front of her and lifting her head with her hand to look at her face.
“And you, have you noticed how similar the slave girl and I are?” she asks, causing her to shudder slightly.
“I beg to differ, ma'am;” the slave girl replies. “But you are not alike at all. You are a free woman, a lady, and she is just a naked bitch with a collar, a slave girl who should be handed over to the studs to be bred;” she adds.
“You take care of preparing her;” Lady Katherine tells the slave girl, then turns to you and quickly leaves the room.
To be continued...