Sarah's Big Break (PowerBand)

Late afternoon, Janice extracted herself from the sex pile, gathered up two volunteers, and went to the kitchen to start diner. Janice had been an office manager when Eric enslaved her. She was now the house manager, organizing the shopping, cooking, and cleaning. She oversaw any gardeners or repairmen that needed to be hired. She kept things running. She liked it because she was good at it.

Just before diner, several Outies returned home. After running upstairs to get out of their work clothes, they joined in the fun. When diner was announced the harem retired to the dining room. Eric and Lea emerged from the office. They seemed satisfied with whatever they had done.

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The entire harem sat down at one large table and ate together. Eric had Sarah sit by him and they talked, mostly about her. Sarah was naked. Eric was naked. She was surrounded by mostly naked girls. She felt like she was part of a strange extended family. The love and trust was thick enough to cut with a butter knife. She thought maybe she should address him as 'Sir' or 'Master'. But he insisted she call him Eric. Sarah bared her soul and told him every little secret.

When she got to the part of how Benny had screwed her, he conferred with Lea. "We can fix that, right?"

"Oh, I'm sure we can do something." Lea had spilled a drip of gravy on her chest and her neighbor was licking it up.

After diner Eric led a group of slaves back to the central room of the house while several stayed behind to clean up. Two of the girls went upstairs to dress for work. They were strippers at an upscale local club. They were very much in demand, especially their girl/girl show, and they loved their work.

There were nine very horny slaves all wanting to have sex with Eric, including Sarah. It took over two hours, and those waiting their turn entertained themselves in twos and threes. When done, every single girl was smiling with satisfaction, having just had multiple penetration orgasms, complete with her own personal load of hot sticky come. Eric smiled too, he wasn't even tired yet.

Someone popped in a disk and they all watched some occult thriller on DVD. Sarah had seen this movie before. It starred a successful actress she admired very much. As she watched the craft of the film, she renewed her commitment to being an actress. After the movie Eric picked Sarah and three others and went to bed.

In bed Eric had Sarah lubricate his cock with lotion. He told her he was going to fuck her in the ass. Sarah had only had anal sex once. Some guy had done it without asking and without passion and it had hurt. While in her hands she felt him shrink to mere human proportions. He had her lay on her side and he paused to use his power on her. He modified her bowels and anus to accommodate his plans. He lay down beside her and entered her butt from behind. While he stroked in and out of her ass, he fingered her clitoris until she had more orgasms. He kept thrusting for a long time but Sarah felt no pain, only pleasure. Then she felt him swell inside her; she recognized the feeling now. He grunted out his own orgasm and she could feel his warm come spreading deep inside her bowels. After calming down, he moved his free hand to her tit and palmed it idly.

Sarah heard his breathing change; he had gone to sleep while still hard inside her. Sarah tried to pull forward, off of him, but he wouldn't slip out. She wiggled her hips back and forth a bit and felt his hips moved right along with hers. He felt huge inside her, but when she explored with her fingers, she found that where his cock came out of her ass he was still small (Well large, for a regular man, but small for him.) Her ass hole had clamped down on this restricted area at the base of him; they were 'tied', kind of like two dogs. She felt very full, but Eric had adjusted her so that it felt good. Though strangely perverted, she seemed alright with it, and soon joined her companions in sleep.

Sometime in the night Sarah felt the urge to pee. She tugged gently ad Eric's cock to discover they were still stuck. Eric had been sleeping for hours but he was still big and hard. 'How could I possibly be any luckier?' She thought.

The motion disturbed him slightly, and the last thing she remembered was him whispering into her ear, "Go back to sleep, my little pleasure slave."

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When Sarah woke next, early morning light filtered through the window, and she was alone on the huge bed. Someone had tucked a soft blanket over her. She rolled to her other side and went right back to sleep. It seemed like she only blinked, but now the light out was strong. It was mid morning; she was sleeping in. She laid back and stretched luxuriously. She felt great: energetic, happy, and deliciously horny. Unthinking, her fingers found their way to her pussy and she began to rub. It wasn't a compulsive act; more like a routine, or a habit, like this was the right way to start her day. Had another slave been in bed with her, Sarah would have attacked her like a crazed weasel. She got excited quickly, and before long she had grunted her way through two orgasms and was considering a third. But she couldn't put it off any more. She really had to pee.

While washing her hands, Sara looked at herself in the mirror. That's when she saw her new boobs. They were these huge swollen orbs that stuck out from her chest. Her areolas were a dark chocolate brown and her nipples were the size of her thumb tips. She hefted them up in her hands and saw that her gold rings had disappeared. She could see no hole or trace that she had been pierced. Her tits felt heavy, or strangely full for some reason. When she let go they drooped down some, the nipples pointing toward the floor.

She liked them. No, she loved them. She shook her body and watched them jiggle side to side. She knew of course that, along with using his power to make them bigger, Eric had also changed her feelings to be satisfied with them. That didn't matter at all. They were big, they were on her chest, and she was happy about it. That's what mattered.

Sarah spent quite a while looking at her self in the mirror. She examined every angle and marveled over her new profile. She brushed out her hair and put on a little makeup. The heavy feeling in her tits was becoming a dull throbbing. It didn't concern her, but it was definitely noticeable.

She also began to recognize that whenever she wasn't actually doing something with her hands, one of them would gravitate to her crotch. Usually she wasn't stroking, she would cup her hand and hold her middle finger down the center of her crack with the tip poised right at the entrance to her flower. Other times she would suddenly realize that she was masturbating and not sure how long she had been doing it. Consciously she had full control of her hand; she could easily stop if she wanted or she could take charge and direct the action. But this new habit kept catching her off guard. Not surprisingly, she felt no embarrassment from this. She was one of Eric's harem slaves now. He had changed her to be like this. This must be how he wanted her to act, so she decided not to worry about it. Besides, it felt so marvelously good to touch herself down there, a wholesome part of being alive. And it was wicked fucking fun to be so free of inhibitions.

Sarah decided to go find some breakfast. While passing through the main room she saw only three other girls. Janice was on the fuck platform with Jill, a luscious redhead. They were in a sixty nine position, with Jill on top. The other slave was lying on a couch tending to her own needs. Sarah couldn't remember her name at the moment. The girl didn't look like she wanted to be disturbed, though. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she gave her cunt some serious abuse with a bright pink dildo.

Sarah heard music with a heavy dance beat coming from the back of the house. She peeked into a large room with a hardwood floor. Roberta was leading an aerobics class, and most of the harem was attending, all in the nude. Roberta's physique had been enhanced by Eric to where she possessed unnatural balance, flexibility and strength. She was trained in several martial arts. With her speed and agility she often served as Eric's body guard and driver. Her spine was elastic enough to tie knots in. She liked to show off with one leg in the air licking and grooming her own crotch like a kitty cat. The rest of the class was breathing heavily struggling to keep up. Everybody, including Roberta, was sweating profusely. She had a beautifully feminine face, but held a fierce expression during class. The other girls called her the Fitness Nazi, but not to her face. She might hold you down and have her way with you, and there would be nothing you could do to stop her.

Sarah had missed most of the class, so she went on into the kitchen. Two more girls were eating; the two strippers, Hanna and Joanna. Sarah joined them. Over breakfast she learned that Eric and Lea had left on business for a few days. They were off doing something about acquiring some more property, or a business, or something. No one seemed to know, or care much.

By the time she was done eating and cleaning up the kitchen, the dull ache in Sarah's tits was beginning to get uncomfortable. She went to find Janice to ask about it. She found Janice out by the pool, relaxing with a group. They all laughed and chatted, rubbing sun lotion on each other. Hanna was swimming laps. Joanna was stretched out face down on a padded table covered with baby oil while the twins stood on either side giving her a full body massage. Roberta dragged a protesting harem slave out of the house and threw her onto the lawn. She jumped on top of the poor girl and held her down flat on her back. She folded the slave's legs up and pinned them with her ankles next to her ears. Roberta proceeded to give her a rigorous private aerobics lesson with a strapon dildo for slacking in class. The slave struggled feebly to get away. No one raised a finger to help. It was like a lioness was eating a gazelle on the Serengeti while the rest of the herd grazed calmly nearby.

Several minutes later Sarah noted that the 'victim' had her ankles locked behind Roberta's back and was humping back, matching every thrust. No complaining could be heard for the two girls were passionately tongue wrestling.

Sarah felt right at home. The sitting group welcomed her with pleasant greetings. Several girls chided Sarah for sleeping in, calling her a sleepyhead. She pulled up a chaise lounge chair and lay down. She perched her spread knees over the padded arms of the chair and her pussy opened up like a flower, blushing and swelling with juices. She lifted her hips and rolled them up and down in a fucking motion, making an obscene display of her pink slot. Sarah tucked her left arm behind her head pillow style. Her other hand got right to work rubbing her bald crotch. None of the other harem girls paid any special attention to her show, for some of the others were already digging for clams. Janice and Jill shared a chair and had their hands between each other's legs. Most just went on with their conversation.

Before she could bring up the topic herself, Jill asked, "So how do you like your new tits, Sarah? I think they look fucking gorgeous!"

Sarah was completely unfazed by the candid question. "I'm glad you approve." She jiggled them from side to side. "But they seem to hurt a little bit right now. It's like they have some sort of internal pressure in them. And it's growing."

The other girls smiled and winked among themselves. Jill said, "Well, who here wants to go first?"

"Ooo, gladly," said Gwen. Gwen was a tall skinny girl with wide hips, a generous ass, and jet black skin. She lay face down between Sarah's legs and took a nipple into her fleshy lips. When she started to suck, Sarah felt a gentle falling feeling in her tits. About the same time she heard Gwen swallow, she saw small white drops appear on her free nipple.

Now Sarah understood. Eric had caused her tits to produce milk. Her whole body tingled as a wave of well-being swept over her. She felt an emotional bonding with Gwen, like a mother feels suckling a child. The feeling kept building while Gwen drained one tit and switched to the other. When Gwen was done, she laid on her side next to Sarah and rested her head on Sarah shoulder. They snuggled and hugged and played for the next hour. Sarah tickled her nose in Gwen's frizzy hair while Gwen idly fingered Sarah's twat. They slipped into the pool and rubbed their bellies and chests together. Gwen lifted Sarah up and she wrapped her legs around Gwen's waist. The two hugged and Gwen carried Sarah lazily about the shallow end of the pool. They kissed, necked, and whispered filthy nasty things in each other's ears.

Elaine swam up and joined them. Elaine had raven colored hair with bangs that hung down obscuring her eyes. She had purple lips, pale white skin, and a tattoo of a brightly colored bird draped down her left hip and thigh. The threesome laughed and splashed. Elaine had particularly talented hands that she used on Gwen and Sarah. Soon she had them both riding alternating waves of orgasm, one then the other. Eventually Elaine and Gwen drifted off to find someplace soft to lie down together. Sarah rejoined the poolside conversation.

All the lounge chairs were taken, but Joanna offered to share her chair. Sarah lay face down on top of Joanna. Her tight dancer's body was covered with jasmine scented massage oil. She brought her knee up and pressed her leg against Sarah's cunt. Sarah's pelvis started involuntarily humping and she rubbed her swollen pussy up and down Joanna's muscular thigh. Joanna's whole body moved with a hypnotic rhythm. She brought Sara right to the brink of coming but held her back from release. This was part of what made her such a popular stripper. Every guy that watched her got a hardon the instant she hit the stage, and stayed hard for her whole set without jamming his underwear. The more frustrated they got, the bigger the tips they threw at her. Sarah started moaning and writhing, begging to get off, but Joanna patiently kept her maddening pace. Sarah started getting a little too loud, so Joanna pulled Sarah's face close and shoved her tongue down Sarah's throat. Joanna kept her there for what seemed like forever. Then she subtly changed her rhythm. To a third observer the change was imperceptible. It was only the smallest change in the way she flexed and relaxed her thigh muscle against Sara's wet pussy. But it meant the world to Sarah. She stepped over the edge and had three, four rapid fire orgasms. Joanna held her tight, and forced her to have an glorious string of orgasms, backing off the rhythm slightly while Sarah recovered from one, then taking her even higher. When she finally relented, Sarah lay exhausted on top of her, barely conscious. Her body shuddered occasionally as latent tremors of orgasm worked their way out of her. Finally she dozed off, and one of the harem girls slathered sun block all over her exposed backside.

Soon Janice took Sarah into the kitchen where they made lunch for the harem. By the time lunch was done, Sarah felt the now familiar fullness in her tits. She asked Janice to help her out. She was happy to oblige. Janice suckled her on the fuck platform and Sarah fell in love all over again. When Janice could draw no more milk, she produced a red double ended dildo, which they shared, coming occasionally, switching positions and holes every so often.

At one point Sarah realized Janice was gone and a different harem slave had taken her place. 'Connie? Or was it Bonny?' Sarah couldn't remember her name. No matter, Sarah continued fucking whoever she was with. She grabbed her now-partner by the hips and pulled towards her until their stretched pussy lips kissed around the tool. They came at the same time, and announced that fact with loud wails.

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The next few days became a long smear: eating, sleeping, and endless fucking. Each time a fellow slave sucked Sarah empty, her tits responded by increasing milk production. They swelled in size and would become full faster. Every two hours or so she needed a willing pair of lips to suckle her. At first she sought out a different slave to help each time. She used this time to memorize intimate details about each one.

But after a while she lost all track of who had suckled her most recently. All the other girls knew her condition. Usually someone would help herself to a drink well before Sarah felt the fullness. Sarah liked to sleep with the twins because they kept her drained all night long. Of course, all the other harem girls liked to sleep with the twins, for the obvious reasons.

She formed a nurturing bond with every member of the harem, even that schizophrenic slut Roberta. Whenever Eric was around she was just another obedient harem slave who worshiped his cock and had a tongue-addicted pussy between her legs. She was tender, loving, and always eager to assist when one of the other horny pussies in the house needed a good licking. But when Eric left, she turned into an aggressive sexual predator. She buckled on a strapon dildo and wore it around the clock. She was a maniac, rude and domineering. Yet Sarah found that whenever Roberta was on top of her, she felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. She loved Roberta and knew she had special needs to be attended. It was like she was proud that Roberta had chosen her to relieve her frustrations. Besides, Roberta could take her places the other girls could only dream of. Sometimes she didn't care if she ever came back.

When Eric and Lea returned from their business trip, he helped himself to her milk. He used his power to tweak the pleasure centers of her brain. He didn't just increase her feelings when he did this. He reached into her mind and gently massaged her pleasure center in rhythm with his sucking. The result was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life. Nothing physical, even drugs, would be able to duplicate the ecstasy she felt. He only emptied one and had Lea suck on the other one while he fucked Sarah from behind. He pulled out just before he came and shot his load all over Sarah and Lea. Their faces, tits, and bellies were covered with nearly a pint of salty ropy semen. Three more slaves joined the fray and wallowed in it. Eric went off to find someone else to fuck while these five licked each other clean.

Sarah became Eric's current favorite arm candy. This meant she accompanied him on trips off the property. Eric caused her tits to dry up. He shaped them to be like the other harem slaves, large, round, and set high on her chest with prominent upturned nipples. He gave her the golden nipple rings again, which made her proud and happy. She always wore something tight and shear that displayed her jewelry.

One day Roberta drove Eric, Lea, and Sarah to someplace she recognized immediately. It was Benny's office, her agent. Eric told Sarah and Roberta to stay at the car. He got out and whispered into Roberta's ear that he could do as she pleased with Sarah. She squealed in delight and placed wet kisses on his neck.

Eric and Lea met someone who was waiting outside the office building. He was a short obese black man. Eric shook hands with the man and they went in. Roberta rolled the windows down a bit for air and climbed in the back with Sarah. The evil grin on her face made Sarah both afraid and excited.

Roberta was rough and demanding. She handled Sarah like a rag doll. Sarah had worn a tiny little blue micro-bikini today. Roberta snatched that off in a heartbeat, and then peeled her own dress off in one smooth motion. Roberta wrestled Sarah about, holding her in one position and abusing some part of Sarah's body, then moving on. Finally Sarah found herself in some obscure Judo hold. Sarah's arms were pinned behind and above her head. Roberta's legs were wrapped around Sarah's holding them spread wide. Sarah's back was arched across Roberta's muscular stomach and pulled taught like a bow. Yet Roberta's right hand was free to roam all across Sarah's helplessly exposed body