Chapter 1: Bernard's Will

 

Jessica Godwin looked at her reflection in the mirror hating the way she was dressed. A plain black dress, high collared, long sleeved, and blandly down to her knees. It did nothing to show off her near perfect 38-22-36 physique that looked its best in skimpy bikinis, not this old lady dress. Even the black stockings and patent leather matching pumps did little to reveal her superbly toned legs. But she expected it to be over soon, now that Bernard was buried and the will was about be read. Once she got her inheritance she could drop the pretense of mourning for him.

At twenty-six she was far too young to be a widow, but her husband was fifty years older than her and not too young to have died. When she married him three years ago he was a nice, very generous old man. She was a waitress at a posh restaurant he frequented. The first night she was his server he took a fancy to her and subsequently she had her become his regular waitress.

He started by giving her generous tips along with gifts of jewelry, and despite their vast age difference, she too became smitten with him. After a couple of months he convinced her to go on a date and she found herself liking the way he fawned over her and treated her with such respect. She felt bad for him at first, his wife of fifty years had passed away just before he met her and he seemed so lonely.

After a few friendly dates he invited her to his house, and when she first entered the splendid mansion she was awestruck. She was quickly seduced by his wealth and he easily maneuvered her into sharing his bed. He was a gentle lover, definitely better than some of the younger men she had bedded, as he was always sure she was pleasured before making love to her. Even though he was old he was in good shape and was a competent lover, things that convinced her that the age difference wasn't so bad.

Then he asked her to marry him, making it clear that she would be his last wife. He promised he would leave her a sizeable sum upon his demise, enough so that she would never have to work again. He had no children and the only others in his close circle were Joshua and Vanessa. They were his chief servants, a married couple that ran his household. Joshua was the son of his first butler, a man who served him for thirty years before his passing. She knew she would share the fortune with them and the various charities Bernard chose to leave his vast wealth.

With all that in mind, and given that her future prospects as a waitress were limited, she accepted his proposal and the four-carat diamond ring he gave her. So she became his wife. At first, apart from moving into the mansion and quitting work, things remained similar to their courtship. He was a gentleman in an age of cads, and she liked living like a princess. But then things started to change.

About six months after they were married, when Jessica had gotten very comfortable in her new life, Bernard proposed an idea that troubled her. He convinced her to let him tie her to the bed, though it did take a week of persuading her that it would be fun. When she finally acquiesced to his wishes she found herself bound spread-eagled to their king size bed, her wrists and ankles secured with soft, yet strong, silk scarves.

Bernard then proceeded to use his mouth, several dildos, and a strong vibrator to give Jessica the most powerful climaxes of her young life. She struggled and pleaded for him to stop at first, when the cascading feelings started to overwhelm her. But Bernard persisted until her pleas changed to cries of unbridled ecstasy. Finally she begged him to take her and he granted her wish, fucking his sweat drenched bride as she squirmed beneath him.

After sating his own lust he untied her and she curled up in his arms for the night. The next morning he gave her a diamond necklace during breakfast and told her how much he enjoyed the game they played the prior night. She blushed with embarrassment, but he had stirred something deep inside her and she told him she would like to play like that again. Soon their trysts moved from gentle lovemaking to wild kinky sex, with Jessica's enthusiasm growing as her sexual appetite became insatiable.

But there was a problem, in that Bernard was far too old to keep up with her kinky desires. At first, when he was too tired to satisfy her himself he used dildos to satiate her needs, but eventually that did not quite gratify her real desires. She found herself eyeing Joshua as a possible addition that could quell her raging desires, but being married to Vanessa kept her true desires at bay. Her interest in him, however, did not go unnoticed.

One night, after Bernard had tied her face down over his desk, he blindfolded her too, a rare but welcome occurrence. She liked it when she had to rely just on feeling and not seeing what was happening to her, it always increased her excitement. Soon enough she was writhing over his leather desk blotter while her favorite vibrator stoked her pussy into a frenzy of lust. After several highly charged orgasms her pussy was drenched and ready for Bernard's cock and she cried out, "Please fuck me!" over and over.

When she felt a cock nudge against her sex with the vibrator somehow still held hard against her clit, she screamed, "YES! YES! YES!" As it plunged deep into her drenched twat she thought it felt unusually large, but in her frantic state of mind, she simply welcomed it and rutted back against the rigid pole. It wasn't until the fucking got up to full speed that she started to wonder if it was Bernard. He never had so much strength or vigor, and this cock was clearly much larger than she was used to experiencing. Again it did not matter as she was pounded into another series of gut wrenching orgasms.

When Joshua removed the blindfold, the horror and humiliation truly hit her. The feel of Vanessa's tongue lapping her husband's semen from her throbbing sex made it even worse and when his cunt slicked cock was forced into her mouth she grudgingly sucked it clean. Her own perverted lust was driving her actions despite the revulsion of it all. That was the start of their domination over her, with a wilting Bernard as an avid spectator and occasional participant. She resented it, but kept quiet and submissive to all of them, biding her time.

The last year of Bernard's life was a trying time for poor Jessica, her only ray of hope being his eventual demise and the inheritance she was promised. But even the constant humiliation of serving this couple had its rewards, as her sexual appetite constantly grew and was satisfied by the inventive couple. But a week ago, when Bernard finally passed, it all came to an abrupt halt. She seemed to regain her old status; she now suppressed her sexual appetite as she focused on the promise Bernard made before they wed. Soon she would be financially free and able to do as she wished.

As she descended the curved staircase of the large mansion, heading to the library for the reading of the will, she realized it was time to leave this place. For a truly fresh start she needed a new place to live, far away from Joshua and Vanessa. She almost hated them at this point, though deep down she knew they had only done Bernard's bidding like she had. When she entered the library to find Joshua, Vanessa, and the lawyer waiting for her, she felt that it had been worth it. Soon she would be rich and independent, able to pursue her new passions any way she wanted. It was the last optimistic thought she would have for quite some time.

She sat down in a chair beside Joshua and his wife, all three facing the lawyer, Mr. Hannigan. He then said, "Mrs. Godwin you have my deepest condolences."

"Thank you Mr. Hannigan, it has been a difficult week," she replied.

"Then let us proceed so you may have your time to grieve," he said, before starting to read the will.

At first he read the legal banter and then he started to enumerate what charities would benefit from Bernard's fortune. This took quite some time, but Jessica still felt confident as large parts of his wealth were distributed to a dozen different charitable organizations. She knew his intent from long ago, when he told her he planned to give a large part of his wealth away to these groups, she expected there would be plenty left for his servants and her.

Finally the lawyer addressed what she was interested in, the disposition of funds to her and the couple beside her. It was not surprising that he bequeathed the mansion to Joshua and Vanessa, along with ten million dollars to live a carefree existence. She expected a similar sum to be granted to her, and the idea of ten million dollars was more than enough to satisfy her desires.

But then the lawyer said, "As for my wife Jessica, I have a video I made as a farewell. It is to be viewed by you and my loyal servants only, with Mr. Hannigan giving you some privacy."

At that point she felt her skin tingle, as if something was amiss. She remained quiet as the lawyer inserted a disc into a DVD player and handed the remote to her. "I will wait outside until you are finished young lady." He left the room and Jessica felt her hand trembling as she gripped the remote, a feeling that grew when she saw how Joshua and Vanessa were smiling at her.

"Come on Jessica, "Joshua said, "no need to delay this any further. I am sure Bernard has taken good care of you."

That statement unnerved her, but she depressed the play button anyway. At first the screen stayed black, but then it flashed to Bernard sitting propped up in his bed. He looked gaunt and she knew it was recorded recently, his face showing the degeneration of his overall body quite clearly. The camera zoomed closer and he smiled benignly at her through the screen.

"My dear, sweet Jessica it is a pity I left you so soon," he said to her, and she shivered feeling like he was still alive. "You brought much happiness into a lonely old man's life and for that I thank you. But I fear you are not yet ready for the promise I made to you." Jessica felt a stronger chill hearing him say that. "But as I am a man of my word I will simply amend the offer and give you a choice to make. I have set aside ten million dollars for you, but to receive it you must remain at the mansion for a year. During that stay you will serve Joshua and Vanessa, exactly as you did while I was alive."

Jessica felt the blood drain from her head, feeling dizzy and nauseous, as her world was suddenly shattered! "NO!" she cried out and then caught herself, as she saw the couple smiling smugly at her. This can't be happening! She told herself, but she knew it was true, it was something she could see Bernard doing, especially with Joshua and Vanessa to help convince him. They did not share her relief at the end of their strange relationship; she knew they still wanted to use her.

Then she heard Bernard continue again after a short pause, "You see my sweet girl, at this point you would just use that money for frivolous gains and pleasure, and you need more self discipline before you can assume the responsibility of such wealth. Joshua and Vanessa have provided me with many years of loyal service and I am sure they can teach you how to serve and learn the humility that brings wisdom."

"You may choose not to follow that path, but then the will stipulates that you will receive and donate your entire fortune to a charity. If you do choose to accept the terms of service Joshua and Vanessa are about to show you, you will meet with Mr. Hannigan one year from today and accept the full inheritance as yours to use as you see fit. I hope you take the prudent and profitable course; in the long run you will thank me if you do. Best wishes my sweet girl." Jessica felt paralyzed with fear as the screen went dark, afraid to look at the people sitting next to her.

She whispered, "This can't be happening,"

"It already has Jess, now are you ready to learn the conditions of your new position with us?" Joshua asked, his voice making her feel weak and vulnerable the way it always did.

She turned to look at them, the smiles on their faces telling her how pleased they were with this turn of events. She wanted to speak but all she felt was a mixture of rage, hatred, and fear, her future was in the hands of this strange couple. It made her feel even worse that her pussy was suddenly sopping wet, it at least appeared eager to become their slut again. Oh God! Can I really stand another year of this? It was hard enough to give it up this time, how far will they push me now? But the lure of ten million dollars was strong and she had managed to endure a year so far as their virtual sex slave. She decided she would keep her hatred of this situation white hot, and use it to survive the degradation she would surely face. She would beat them in a year when she returned to this room to claim her fortune.

 

Chapter 2: New Rules

 

"What do you want from me?" Jessica asked, her voice flat.

"Everything," Joshua replied, matching her monotone.

"I'm sure, so what do we do now?"

Now Vanessa chimed in with, "The lawyer returns and reads the part of the will stipulating your acceptance of the year of service Bernard spelled out in his video. He will leave us then and you will assume your new role. Unless of course you are choosing the other way he suggested. Which will it be, Jessie?"

"I'll stay, but there is nothing new about the role." Jessica replied, seething inside.

"As you say. Now sweetie would you let Mr. Hannigan know we are ready?" Vanessa said, staring straight into Jessica's eyes as she said it.

"So it begins," Jessica muttered as she stood up and went to the door to let the lawyer back into the room.

When she was just out of earshot Vanessa whispered to Joshua, "When he's gone would you please collar her? The little bitch has no idea what is about to happen, so be ready for her to freak."

"No problem everything is ready, soon enough her options will be nil. Just relax while we finish with the niceties, she will be squirming under your heels soon enough my pet," Joshua replied. Though Vanessa was submissive to her Master Joshua, she thoroughly enjoyed dominating Jess this last year. Bernard was missed, but he had kept this duo in check with his precious princess. Now they had unbridled access to her and the perverse plans they had for her.

The lawyer and Jessica returned and he finished reading the will stipulating Jessica's year of servitude. Though he wrote it with Bernard, along with the other version, Mr. Hannigan made sure to ask Jessica if she was sure she wanted to accept the odd requirement. When she said she was, he accepted her answer, even though he had never seen anything like it. He wrapped up the business, had them all sign documents, and then left the three alone.

As his car passed through the gates of the estate, Vanessa closed the front door and turned to face Jessica. "Joshua has a gift for you please lift your hair off your neck."

"What do you mean? What's this all about?" Jessica asked, suddenly feeling very scared with Vanessa standing in front of her and Joshua behind her back.

"Just a small token to mark your new status with us girl, so I will ask nicely once more, please lift your hair off your neck," Vanessa said, her tone now ominous.

Having submitted to their kinky requests on many occasions Jessica did as she was told. She looked down to see an open metal ring held by Joshua wrapped around her throat, and she shivered when she heard it click closed behind her neck. He placed it gently on her shoulders, as it was slightly wider than her throat and it rested at the top of her chest.

Once Joshua withdrew his hands Vanessa opened the front door and said, "Please step outside Jessica."

Since the request was so innocuous, Jessica stepped through the door. Before she could react the collar started to tighten, squeezing her throat tightly. It stopped her from moving any further forward. Her hands flew up to her throat, but it was already so tight she could not squeeze her fingers underneath it. She was starting to panic, now unable to draw any breath through her constricted airway.

Vanessa grabbed a fistful of her silken blonde hair and easily tugged her back inside the door. Immediately the collar expanded and again rested loosely at the base of her throat. She stared with wild fear filled eyes at the two of them, wondering what the hell was happening to her.

"The collar is simply to make sure you stay inside, it is designed to activate if you leave the house proper without permission," Joshua said.

"Am I your prisoner then?" Jessica asked, afraid to hear his answer.

"No, you are our slave, our property. You had your chance to leave, but you chose to stay, and now you have no choice in ANYTHING. Is that clear?"

"You two are insane! I've changed my mind, donate the fucking money, just taking this fucking collar off me!" she screamed, her bravado a total sham, as she was about to pee herself from sheer fright.

A hard slap across the face from Joshua got her attention, and made her soak her panties when her bladder let loose. As it trickled down her legs Jessica heard Vanessa laugh and she cringed, trying to contain her leaking urine.

"Poor baby peed herself honey, looks like she is getting the message. Has she earned a punishment Master?" Vanessa purred into her man's ear, as she reveled in Jessica's blatant distress.

"A year's worth my pet. Shackle and leash her, it's time to break this little philly," he said, as he stepped back to watch his slave wife bind and tether his new one.

Jessica was so stunned she offered no further resistance when Vanessa attached thick leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles. She connected the wrist cuffs together with a padlock and then placed a twelve-inch hobble chain between her ankles. She clipped a leash to her metal collar and tugged her to follow behind the two of them as they led her toward the cellar door.

Jessica stumbled from the clash of her heels and her hobble, having to focus on just staying on her feet. Her mind was reeling, How did this happen? What are they going to do to me? This used to be fun kinky sex, now they want to punish me for it? They're crazy and I'm doomed, how the hell do I get out of this? The severity of her captivity was just now sinking into her confused mind.

When they started down the stairs Jessica abandoned her thoughts as she navigated her bound legs slowly down them with the insistent tug on her leash egging her into the darkness. Her legs were soaked from her pee, her bladder now emptied all over them. When they reached the bottom she saw it was pitch dark, except for a bright circle of light on the floor in the center of the large room.

As they tugged her toward it she saw a thick metal ring hanging from a chain high above the floor. All she could think was, why? Why are they being so cruel to me? I always did whatever they wanted. I was ready to do it again, but not this! How can I survive like a caged animal for a year? This fucking collar could choke me to death for God's sake! What the hell am I supposed to do?