Driven Lust (14 page)

She shook her head 'no' over and over. James
didn't let up with his hands, but released a nipple from his mouth,
"Keep going." he ordered. "Don't stop." He pinched both nipples in
his fingers. Loosening up, he used his palms and circled her nipple
tips. It was too much for her. She tensed and stopped her
movements. James, ever the gentleman, took over.

He stroked her and circled her clit. He
caressed both breasts with one hand. When he felt she was at her
peak, he reached around and slapped her tensed up little ass. Not
hard, just a little, then caressed the spot he struck.

She stayed like that for the longest time,
and then finally loosened up. He removed the vibrator off her clit
and moved it further down her lips. She shuddered one final time
and James took the vibrator away. She had clinched her eyes shut,
but James was too busy to notice at the time. Now, she opened them
and looked at James with awe written on her face.
'Had he really
helped her with her first orgasm?'

To test it, he drew the vibrator up to her
entrance. He forced it in just a little and the look of awe went to
fear. "Are you a virgin?" James wanted to know.

"Virgin yes" She softly said.

‘
Now why the FUCK is there a virgin in
his room?!’
he thought in a fit of anger. Cathleen knew he
didn't want any relationships! If he was to fuck her and take her
virginity, she would stand a good chance in becoming attached to
him. The VERY thing he wanted to avoid, hurting a girl's feelings,
and yet, he's already given her an orgasm.

He grabbed his phone and took a few breaths.
He didn't want to say anything that he would regret. But he wasn't
taking a virgin. She better have a good explanation for this
though. He texted, "Why is there a virgin in my room?' and waited
for a response.

There was none. Instead, his door flew open
and Cathleen walked in, dressed in business attire. She must have
had a master key.

"James, shut up and listen." she barked, and
then turned her gaze on the girl. Pointing to the girl she had her
take a seat. Looking at his monitor, Cathleen motioned a hand
across her neck telling someone to cut it off.

James was shocked; he didn't think about the
damn monitor recording and hadn't seen this side of Cathleen
before. He took the safe route and listened. He'd deal with the
monitor issue later.

"Remember Jack and Jill?" and he nodded.
"Ying is just like them, only worse." she started, and paced back
and forth.

"They came from royal families; Ying did
not. She was a child slave. She was given to me just like Jack and
Jill. I have kept her for over a year." she sighed.

"She can't speak much English and she can't
understand orders. She is ... useless to me other than doing
laundry. She seems to have that down anyway. I wasted a lot of
expensive clothes teaching her how to do that." and continued her
pacing.

"I am giving her to you." But as James
started in, she said, "Shut up, I'm not finished." and dared him to
speak.

"Ying has no place to go other than a
factory. She is mine to give to whom I want. You're going to
protest the moral issue of slavery. This child has no education, no
means of support, no language skill in the United States, and no
hope. No hope, James!" she cried, her eyes glistened with
tears.

"You know my morals; I don't want to hurt
this girl." he replied, pointing at Ying. "I could do no better
than you, surely." James explained.

"James, try it out. She could be your
servant, your assistant. She knows you might take her virginity,
but it is worthless to her anyway. What would she do with it? You
need to be the master of this slave if for only one reason. You
said it yourself, you won't hurt her. Anyone else might just do
that, including me. I get aggravated at her. I'm afraid I'll lose
my patience. You have the patience and tolerance to make a better
master than I." she sobbed.

"Cathleen, where would I keep her?" James
asked.

Cathleen waved across the room, "This will
do." She offered, relaxing a little, "She knows her way around here
a somewhat. She can take care of your laundry, cleaners, mail, even
cooking if you teach her. You've seen what an obedient girl she is.
It has to affect you knowing that she would do your bidding to the
best of her capabilities."

Isn't it funny how the mind works? If you
don't want something, you will think of a thousand reasons not to
have it. But Cathleen was making him want it. Now his mind was
coming up with all kinds of reasons to have her.

"I would have to learn Chinese..." James
mumbled.

"Bah!" Cathleen waved a hand, "She's in
America, make her learn English!"

"I'd have to get used to undressing in front
of her..." James muttered some more.

"You're half way there now! Besides, you ran
around the whole place naked already. She wouldn't be seeing
anything the rest of us haven't."

"I'd have to get another phone for
her..."

"Just give her your old one!"

"And another bed..."

"They deliver!"

"And freedom, what about that? I wouldn't
want her cramped up in here all day."

"She can go anywhere you want her to. Hell,
give her your old car and teach her to drive! It's rusting in the
parking lot anyway!"

Now he wanted her. Not for sex, he thought.
He was getting plenty of that. But just how many people in the
U.S.A. had a servant? Well, he might as well be one of them too.
"Ok."

"Ok?"

"Yes, ok, I'll ... take her." was James'
affirmation.

"Good!" walking to the door and opening it,
"Virgil!"

Virgil came through the door and for the
second time within seven days, James saw a dolly. An old black
trunk was mounted on it. Stickers adorned the sides and it had some
serious wear and tear. Virgil unloaded it and left.

"There you are, all set!" Cathleen
elated.

Lisa passed in the hall as Virgil exited.
Blocking the door so it wouldn't close, she kept her ears perked
listening. James caught her staring and asked on purpose, "So this
slave is mine to keep?"

"Yes, do what you want with her. She's
willing." Cathleen replied assuredly.

James thought to ask just one more question,
"Ok, does she have papers?" which was probably the worst way he
could have possibly put it.

"She is legally in the U.S.; I've made sure
of that." Cathleen sighed.

"What the hell?" Lisa said, barging through
the door. "You gave him a girl?"

Cathleen turned around and her eyes got big,
"Oh, yes, you see..."

"I want one!" Lisa said.

"I'll share mine." James said.

"What all does she do?" Lisa asked.

"Laundry so far..." James replied.

"Oh, hell no, she's going to have to do
better than that." Lisa huffed.

"Well, she is a little uneducated...?" James
explained.

"Ok, sucking cock how is she on that?" Lisa
queried.

"I really don't know, but she's a virgin so
I guess..." James started.

"Bull shit! If she doesn't know, then she's
going to learn!" Lisa vowed. "Now ... what about eating pussy? Does
she even do that?"

"Again, like I said..." James started
again.

"What's her name?" Lisa asked, not waiting
for him to finish.

"Yang or Yung or Ying Chong, um, Chang, or
Chung..." James tried to remember but he had enough going around in
his head at the moment.

"Actually, you can name her yourself. I did
mine." Cathleen confessed.

"You named yours Jack and Jill?" James
exclaimed, "You are ruthless!" and then clammed up.

"Hey, Jack is bi! It fits!" Cathleen
retorted.

Fuck, James thought. 'I've landed in the
land of lust.'

"Ok, I'm taking the slave for a test drive!"
Lisa stated, getting up.

"Now wait just a minute. I haven't finished
...interviewing her yet. You can interview her later." James
complained.

"Bull shit, we can interview her together!"
Lisa said, taking her shorts off since she was up anyway.

'
Lisa is a damn nympho! I swear!
'
thought James as he saw her vibrating panties yet again. 'Where was
she keeping the damned remote?'

"Ying Yang, you sucky?" Lisa asked, pointing
to her crotch.

Ying shrugged like she didn't know. Lisa was
going to find out though. Cathleen became worried, "Now don't abuse
her." she warned.

"I won't. I'll fuck her face slow ... at
first!" Lisa replied with a grin.

'What in the world did Lisa have holding
over Cathleen? It's like the girl can do whatever she wants!' James
thought.

"James, watch the wild child for Christ
sakes." Cathleen said, and opened the door to walk out.

"Wait, you don't want to try her out?" Lisa
asked.

"No thanks, I've got my own well trained,
thank you." she responded and left James with the responsibility of
another life.

"Now hold up Lisa, they cut my translator
off." James said, going over to turn it back on. Ying scooted over
to let him in. He reached down to the vibrator between her legs and
turned it back on. While he was at it, he turned it up higher and
for the first time in James’ new relationship, he saw her
smile.

He got the translator going while Lisa got
her panties off. He could just kick himself for not thinking about
someone watching through the cam. He sat back down on the bed and
moved Lisa's panties. The vibrator was gone.

"Where's the vibrator for your panties?"
Jams wondered out loud.

"Oh, that reminds me. Do you have any
batteries?" Lisa asked.

"Yes, top drawer of the computer desk." he
replied.

Lisa got up and walked in front of Ying,
stopped to play with a Ying nipple, then got his new pack of
batteries out. Laying the pack on his dresser, she sat back down on
the bed beside James.

"Don't let me forget those." she said,
spreading her legs a little to get her hand in.

"How many do you need?" James asked. Those
things can get expensive.

"I just need the one pack. My vibrator died
and I used the extra batteries I had. Then I had to use the ones in
my camera, flashlight, and now, the batteries for my remote died.
They don't seem to last very long." she sighed.

"You know the toy has an off switch,
right?!" James

explained incredulously.
'She's
definitely a nympho
.' he thought.

Ying removed the vibrator she had between
her legs and looked at it; she placed it back on her slit with a
shrug. James knew she heard the conversation through the
translator.

"I know that! It's not like I'm addicted to
it!" Lisa exclaimed. "Where did Ying get one?"

"I gave it to her." James shrugged.

"I like her tits. They're just right for her
size." Lisa noted, sidetracked by the mini model. "What are you
going to name her?"

"I haven't thought about it." James sighed;
he was too busy soaking in the responsibility of owning a slave
girl.

"Getting back to our interview ... Ying
Yang, suck it." Lisa commanded and pushed her ass out on the edge
of the bed, but Ying gave her a frowning look and then looked at
James.

"I don't think she knows how." he observed,
"Let's try this. I'll do her and show her what you're talking
about, and then you can have her do you when she figures it out."
he explained, but then, was struck by a thought that Ying might not
be interested.

"Ying, are you ok with that?" James
asked.

After listening to the translator, she
turned to him, "I am to serve you." in Chinese.

"She's a slave James, it doesn't matter."
Lisa pointed out.

"It matters to me. I don't want her to do
anything she wouldn't want to." James explained.

"If it serves you, it pleases me." Ying said
over the translator.

James gave her a way out of it, but she
didn't take it.

"Are you sure?" James asked one more
time.

"Yes." was her only response.

James offered the choice twice and there
wasn't going to be a third. He planned to test her decision.

"Get on the bed." he ordered, scooting over
to give her room between the two.

Ying stood up and removed her toy, turning
it off; she laid it on the computer desk. Looking at both, she
walked over to them. James couldn't get over how petite the girl
was. Turning around, she took a seat between them.

Lisa pushed her back and told her to spread
her legs. James switched positions, getting between them. Lisa
started describing the events for her.

"James is going to lick your pussy. Try to
remember how he does it. You're going to do the same thing to me."
Lisa explained. The damn translator repeated it. He didn't know how
long he could tolerate that thing as the robotic voice was becoming
annoying. He thought to look for a female voice at least.

James approached his target, a virgin one at
that. He always avoided them. They were just too innocent for him.
He didn't want to corrupt them and would probably regret breaking a
girl into the lifestyle of sex. But, he was handed one on a silver
platter. He was also a male after all and nobody would hold it
against him if he took advantage. But taking something like
virginity is taking something for life. James, himself, didn't
think much about losing his own; but girls seemed to be hooked on
the life event.

Studying the task at hand, James noticed the
fine hair surrounding the target. It wasn't as coarse as his, but
most girls weren't. Ying's hair was pretty thin. ‘
Shaving it
would be easy’
, he thought. Placing his hand over her mound,
the girl jerked a little. She probably wasn't used to anyone but
herself touching it.

Lisa detected the jerk, "It's Ok, he won't
hurt you." she soothed while stroking the innocent girl's hair.