As the guests gathered around the display table, it was hard to see our young slave, Slut. Even though she was my ex-husband and new Master's slave, I loved this sweet beautiful 18 year old slave. She and I slept in the same cell in the same bed every night. We cuddled and licked each other's cunts. It was the only time my cunt got any attention. Don't get me wrong, I also loved Master and loved his big cock up my tight ass. I never knew there were such pleasure sensors in my ass until he started fucking me there. But young Slut was different. Her love was tender. When you are a sex slave, tenderness is rare and cherished. As we all waited for Master to appear, I was taunted and fondled my my former friends. The guys were rubbing, prodding, and poking. The girls seemed to enjoy twisting my nipples until I moaned. I was wet from their attention. I licked my juices from their fingers when removed from my cunt and placed in my mouth. Why did this treatment make me so horny? I was hoping to get fucked, but my chastity belt blocked everything but fingers. I was surprised when Barbara appeared before me. She meanly twisted my left nipple until I almost cried out. What was she doing here? She was the ex-wife of Arnie, one of Master's friends. Arnie had caught her running out on her and divorced her. He had remarried a very young girl. They had a child. "Surprised to see me?" Barbara asked as she attacked my right nipple. "I crashed the party. I like BDSM fun too!" She shoved her hand down my chastity belt. Somehow she found my clit and moved her hand inside the belt so that she could intensely pinch it. I did cry out when that happened. "Shhh!" Barbara said. "Slaves are not supposed to speak." She started pinching again. Luckily, Master spoke at that time. She turned her attention to him. "Ladies and gentlemen. Here we have the last adult virgin in the area. Her cunt belongs to me, and I am about to take her virginity. Slave, is she ready?" Slave rubbed Slut's cunt lips. "Yes Master," she answered. The crowd gasped and Slut cried out. Then the guests grew silent. I could hear the slurping sounds of a cock invading a wet pussy. I could also hear Slut moaning with pleasure. I was happy for her. I daydreamed about comforting her newly deflowered pussy that night. "What are you doing here bitch?" It was Arnie. His young wife was standing beside him. I saw Barbara turn to him and put her arms around his neck, "Oh Arnie, make me your sex slave. I will do anything to make you and your wife happy." Arnie grabbed Barbara by the wrists. He removed her arms from his neck, but he held her wrists tightly. "Anything?" he asked. "Anything," Barbara answered. Arnie released Barbara's wrist. "Then take off all of your clothes." Barbara wasn't sure she had heard correctly. Arnie's wife Avery clarified for her, "He said take of all of your clothes bitch. Do it here. Do it now. Do it quickly." Barbara started taking off her clothes. She looked around for a place to put them. "Throw them on the floor," instructed Avery. Barbara took everything off. Avery gave her another order, "Put your hands behind your back bitch!" Barbara complied. Avery produced a long shoelace from her purse. She expertly bound Barbara's hands behind her back. She grabbed Barbara by the hair and led her red-faced over to the display table. Master had finished fucking Slut. He lowered the headrest on the display table and was permitting Slut to clean his cock. Avery moved Barbara to where the table held Slut's legs apart. "Clean that cunt, you whore!" Barbara bent over and cleaned Slut's cunt. When she had finished, Avery moved her to stand up straight. Barbara had cunt juice and cum on her face. Avery spoke to Master, "Can I give you this whore to add to your sex slave stable? I only ask that you have your Slave tattoo 'Whore' on her cunt, 'Slave' on one ass cheek, and 'Whore' on her other ass cheek." Master looked at Barbara, "Do you agree to this?" Barbara stared back, wide eyed. "Answer him whore," shouted Avery as she twisted her nipple. "Yes," replied Barbara. "Yes what?" asked Master. "Yes Master," came the new slave's reply. And so we added another slave to Master's harem. She received her name on a collar. It was also tattooed on her cunt and ass. She was kept naked. She didn't do work; her wrists were locked to steel straps at the top of thighs. She couldn't even clean herself. We hosed her down constantly. Arnie came over a couple of times a week to fuck her. Sometimes he brought friends who knew her before the divorce. The friends used her mouth and her cunt, often at the same time. Arnie always fucked her tight pucker. My ex liked to do the same to me.