(The reader is strongly encouraged to read the first 11 installments before reading this chapter.)
Lillie's trip had been extremely fruitful, both in pleasure and in new ideas. Ariana, being extremely rich and extremely evil, had decided to embark on a new adventure. She would be expanding her slave endeavor to America. This would entail a lot of preparation and first she would have to meet Alexis, something to which she very much looked forward.
First, her current stable of enslaved men would have to be loaned out to her fellow dommes. This presented no problems except for the unfortunate behavior of her favorite slave, Jay, the man who had given up everything in his former life in order to serve her. He deludedly thought that he loved Ariana and that, somehow, that love was returned. What a fool! When Lilly gave Jay the news that he was to be temporarily disposed of, he forgot his place and protested.
Ariana responded to this appropriately. Jay was chastised more severely than usual and was, for the first time, made to realize that he was of no more value than the others. Ariana, puffing on one of her larger cigars, blew her smoke forcefully into his mouth and slapped him hard when he coughed.
"Fuck you, you pervert. You chose this life and you are now mine to do with as I want. You are worthless and will be treated as the chattel that you are. You are going to be loaned to Mistress Caitlen, the most sadistic of my friends--if I hear one thing about your behavior that I don't like, you will be sold to her permanently. Open your mouth, you pussy."
The cigar ash was deposited on Jay's tongue and the night continued in the same fashion, with Jay being pegged by both Ariana and Lillie several times. When the ladies were spent, as punishment Ariana left Jay chained naked in her dungeon with her lesser slaves. As she left the whimpering wretch, she turned and said, "Look at Sissy. She was once a man, pathetic as he was. Now she's a cocksucking bitch. The same will happen to you if I get any bad reports."
Ariana returned her cigar to her lips, walked out of the dungeon, and locked the door behind her.
All of this, of course, amazed Lillie, who, smoking her own cigar, had become wet again.
"I think that Aunt Alexis is going to love you, Ariana. I can't wait."
SIX MONTHS LATER
All of Ariana's arrangements had been put in place. She had bought an enormous estate on Long Island that guaranteed privacy. She and Alexis, having met, loved each other in their sick ways. Ariana was actually a mentor to the mentor, and Lillie loved having both of these ladies as her guides. Construction on the estate was necessary, as the venture would be unthinkable without a proper dungeon. The construction firm that Ariana employed signed a nondisclosure agreement that (along with some credible threats) guaranteed silence about the dungeon.
Alexis and Lillie then decided to let Jason and Marilyn know what was going on. They had a great dinner at one of Long Island's best restaurants, capping off the meal, of course, with the best Cuban cigars. Jason and Jeff had been ordered to wear panties under their suits and were not permitted to smoke. Everyone in the restaurant sensed that these men were subservient to their cigar-smoking wives and this humiliated them, especially when the ladies conspicuously blew their cigar smoke in their slaves' faces, laughing loudly as they did so. The other patrons in the restaurant could not take their eyes off of the scene.
Alexis then came to the point. A new point in their lives had arrived. Jason and Jeff would no longer be the only slaves in town. Arrangements had been made by Ariana to add several more men to the stable. It would, of course, all be voluntary, the real acts of submission happening in the minds of these "men." Marilyn laughed, her cigar dangling from her lips, but she remained silent.