He had already heard her wails and oaths to submit, although be it by the implications of some more devious devices, but he hesitated before accepting her commitment. At last he leaned down, and the girl issued a slight sob as the collar clicked into place, forever locking out her freedom, as surely as it bound her to her Master. Dominant Submission

Sarah finished the chapter, and closed the book, staring blankly at the cover of the naked girl, collared and caged. It had been a year since Thomas had procured the trophy from Shawny, and although Thomas and Jeremy appeared in no hurry for another experience, Sarah was slightly bored with the confining routine of the house.

At first, it had surprised her that no one seemed to notice her new method of addressing the twins. She was further bewildered as first the housekeeper, then the cook, and eventually all the remaining help, began to address the young men as Master. The day Dorothy told her she thought it was a quaint tradition the boys were reestablishing, Sarah almost laughed at their misinterpretation of the secret. The twins, on the other hand, seemed to stand taller, relishing the unbidden tribute.

As time passed, her responsibilities still continued in their bedroom, but more demands were being issued on the exercise side of the dungeon. “Your ass is beginning to sag, Sarah. I want ten more leg lifts with an added five pounds.”

“Yes, Master Thomas.” Sarah’s legs were screaming, and Thomas had steadily increased the number of lifts… and more weight… every week. While Thomas was busy adding painful limits to her exercise program, Jeremy was now making new demands in the bedroom.

His latest fetish concerned her bottom, a previously unexplored access for the boys. After an uncomfortable initiation, he tended to sidetrack her several times a day, pulling her into a closet or empty room and lifting the hem of her uniform, beneath which she had been ordered not to wear undergarments, and thrusting his little organ into the tight entrance.

Thomas demanded she exercise naked, stating it was the only way he could make sure he was stressing the aging, sagging areas in need. Within a few weeks he caught her, bent over the padded waist high beam and curling twenty-pound weights to firm up her breasts. She had been concentrating on finishing the last thirty lifts, and she jumped when she felt Thomas’ hard shaft, bounce on the globes of her ass. He stroked her wet folds, making her concentrated efforts with the weights more difficult to accomplish, and she hissed when he stuck his finger passed her tight ring.