Debbie Part 9

Now Debbie almost shivered with anticipation as Giselle delivered her before Mistress and the master. "Undress and untie the useless slave, Giselle." Mistress ordered. When Debbie stood naked except for her corset and heels Mistress again addressed Giselle: "Get the gift wrapping, you worthless piece of slime." As Giselle scampered out of the room with tiny steps, Mistress spoke to the man: "She's yours if you want her Nicholas.

I certainly can't fault the price you've offered." Debbie started at this: was she being sold to this strange man? As the man rose from the couch where both he and Mistress had been sitting and stood in front of Debbie, it became clear that she was: "I want her Helen," the man said to Mistress, "As I've informed you, I am most impressed with her tongue and with a bit of work she can be made into something I'll enjoy for some time. If not, I'll still enjoy the process." He smiled wickedly at Debbie as he grabbed her by the chin and forced her to look him in the eye. His grip was firm as was his tone as he addressed her: "I have bought you from Mistress and I will take you into possession immediately." Debbie began to cry. The thought of this man controlling her excited her very much, but she couldn't bear the thought of not seeing Mistress again. "Mistress, please, Mistress," she cried, "Mistress, can't I stay with you, Mistress?" As she spoke these words the man delivered a vicious slap to her face making her fall to the ground. Before she understood what was going on he had lifted her up, holding her by the throat and cutting off her breath. As she hung there, too afraid to offer any resistance, Mistress came into view and spoke: "You useless piece of sissy-shit. How dare you question anything that happens to you? You are property and property has no right to ask questions. This is Master Farrell and he is your new owner and that's the end of that." Master Farrell dropped Debbie to the ground where she lay panting for breath. He leaned in and said to her: "I'll enjoy breaking you in immensely." Turning to Giselle who had returned with an armful of leather he said: "Wrap the slut up for me, slave." Giselle curtseyed and tried to say yes as Master Farrell sat down next to Mistress on the couch.