Natalia Jacobs was on her way to sunny South Florida. Though, not because of the sun, the beach or the salty air. She had been notified that her sister was in the hospital. The story was strange and she tried not to dwell on it too much. No sense in jumping to conclusions with so little information. The news was that her sister would be okay but Natalia was still worried. Her sister, Quinn, had been found asphyxiated in a sex club. That sounded pretty gruesome. She wondered how that could have even happened. Did they not have any safety protocols in place to keep that sort of thing from occurring? Not that Natalia knew anything about sex clubs or, to be honest, much about sex in general. Her life had been sheltered until recently. She had common sense though and it seemed like that was the kind of place that the owner would have made safe for patrons.Anyway, what was Quinn thinking? Going to a place like that with people that obviously didn't care for her. Didn't she have any friends

NataliaWe were at the double doors that led into the club. We could have walked in as acquaintances but I had just signed a slave contract. My heart felt like it was skipping beats. Um, why did I do that? I was starting to panic. I hadn't even given myself time to think about it, not really. I didn't really have time to analyze it. Though I knew that wanted to be tied to him, but as a slave? I hadn't done nearly enough research to figure out what it is that I've really signed up for, but now he can't get rid of me for a week. I'm his, a slave. A sex slave without sex. Oh shit, what have I done? I lamented to myself. Daniel's boss had said he had to show me around. I could have just done that and been gone from this place. Instead, I was now attached to this man for seven whole days.This beaitifully gorgeous man. He was so tall. He towered over me and made me feel small, even though I was five feet, eight inches. Not a short woman at all, he

Natalia"I'm going to fuck you now. Scream as loud as you want."Those were the words Daniel used as he thrust his thick cock into that girl. She was so eager. Had he fucked her before? She had called him by name, she knew who he was. Had he done this with her many times? Something in my chest felt tight at the thought. My pussy was throbbing so hard it was like it had its own heartbeat.I got a good look at his dick as he fisted it before rolling on a condom. Daniel had slid his zipper down and fisted his cock. I was facing him and that girl. I had a perfect view from my knees, eye level with the action, so to speak. He was big and had, what I would later find out was a six-gauge circular barbell pierced into the head of his dick. I watched it glint in the dim light before he covered it with latex. Even now, I shudder, wondering what that would feel like rubbing the walls inside my cunt, hitting deep. I heard her cry out as he thrust into her and bottomed out, his balls slapping at he

DanielThat couldn't be right. Nope. No. No way. The thought never crossed my mind. Natalia was twenty years old. She couldn't still be a virgin. Not that I was calling her a liar. I was just surprised. When I first met her, I remember thinking that she was probably not a girl that slept around but not ever? Geez.I had left her in my room, in my bed and took myself back out to the living room. I was sprawled on my couch, beer in my hand. I had thought I might get drunk, but on beer it would take too long. I didn't go for the hard liquor in the cabinet though. Too many things on my mind. I'd make an error in judgement. I thought she would be a little more like Quinn and Quinn was far, very far from virginal.Natalia was so quick to accept the contract as my slave. She had barely hesitated. Then I thought of the scene last night. I'd let a virgin watch me insert a butt plug and then fuck the shit out of a sub. I demanded it. I'd collared her. A virgin slave. What were the odds? I wasn't

DanielHer eyes were luminous. I could see that Natalia was happy with her new contract additions and I was glad. I hadn't even had her as my slave for 24 hours but she had already figured out a way to renegotiate a contract. She was smart and crafty. I thought I'd had the upper hand in our negotiations yesterday. I was way more experienced in these things, but she had learned quickly then manipulated the situation to get what she wanted. I let her because I wanted those things too. Except the third item, which caused me a bit of pause, but it would change nothing and cost me nothing to indulge her, so I allowed it.It killed me to see her so mad at me when I walked in. I didn't let it show that her anger bothered me. When she yanked at her collar and ordered me to release her? That was a big hell no. No to releasing her. No to her finding someone else. That was never going to happen. I knew it when I lay on the couch to sleep, only sleep didn't come. I'd left the contract on the count