067

Rose finally realized her spanking was over and jumped up. "Would Mistress send us away?" Rose asked Slut, frantic. I didn't blame her. I'd be frantic too if Master ever decided to send me away.
"Maybe you should ask her; see if she has a problem with it. That way you know."
Rose looked at Slut again, asking, "Should we?"
Bless Slut for saying, "If we're ready to face the consequences if we do." The perfect answer.
"Of course, I have to tell my Master I gave you more than two orgasms. He'll probably ask why I was a disobedient slave and I shall have to tell him. I don't know what he'd tell Mistress Dark. We're doing business now all the time. I'm sure he feels a responsibility towards her and her slaves."
"You don't have to tell him, do you?"
"You want me to lie to my Master? I can't do that. I must tell him the truth."
Rose thought desperately about how she could extricate herself. Of course, honesty was the best policy. Rose had no desire to switch her submission away from Mistress Dark. They were matched. I suspected Mistress Dark had no more desire to send them away than Master did me and Lisa. But it was always a possibility she'd never considered before and the thought terrified her.
"Don't lie about giving us more orgasms. Just tell him you did without telling him we called you Mistress and begged you to cum."
Gotcha! "If I do this for you; what are you willing to do for me?" Slut knew.
"What do you want me to do?"
"That's a tough one. I can't have any more orgasms than Master allows me." I stopped to think as if I didn't know what would tempt me. The longer I waited, the more frantic Rose became as if I would just not agree to keep my mouth shut.
"There must be something," she said.
I considered some more. "Well, there's maybe one thing."
"What is it? Anything."
"When you were calling me Mistress and begging me to cum, I felt this surge of potent power and I understood how Master feels owning two slaves. It was intoxicating. I could never ask Master, nor any man really, to be my submissive. But having girl slaves is wonderful. I know you can't be my permanent slaves, but I don't want a permanent slave. I wouldn't have time, being a slave myself. But if you'd agree to be my submissive and do as I say when you're around me, to obey me without question as long as your own Mistress gives you no order to countermand mine, I would enjoy the hell out of it."
"You want me to be your sex slave?"
"Sex slave might be stretching it. Master is in control of my sex. What I can ask you to do is limited to things which won't give me orgasms. If Master doesn't prohibit it, I could give you and Slut orgasms. Your Mistress never need know. And we don't have that much contact. It would only be when you're around and your Mistress isn't. I would enjoy having my own submissives for brief times when we're together."
Essentially, I was asking her to be the same thing I was blackmailing her with. Rose realized it. She wasn't dumb. The question was whether she was willing to continue what we'd done today or tell her Mistress and accept whatever the consequences were. Probably not the worst thing she could imagine, but I wasn't asking the worst possible thing either. I was asking her to be the submissive she already was to someone else when her Mistress wasn't around. She looked at Slut.
"I've already agreed to submit," Slut said.
"Okay, I'll agree," she said.
"Wonderful," I smiled at her. "To seal our agreement. I'd like you to lie down with me and kiss me while I give you an orgasm."
"What about me?" Lisa asked.
"I planned on telling Master I'm responsible for disobeying his orders. You haven't done anything yet. You've not disobeyed. You've given no one extra orgasms. I don't know what Master might do. If you do the same thing with Slut, you become complicit. I don't ask you to do so. I will do the same with Slut as I do with Rose."
"You know I don't like you being punished more than I am. If you're to be punished. I might as well be too. I'll take care of Slut."
"By the way," I said. "Slut's real name is Penelope."
"Penelope, huh? Penelope, would you join me on the bed?" Lisa asked.
I took Rose's hand and led her to the other side of the bed. "Come my dear one. Kiss me while I make you feel good."
We sank into the bed and I kissed her, naked bodies one against the other and I licked two of my fingers and inserted them into her pussy. She inhaled. I captured her exhalation with my next kiss. I slowly finger fucked her to orgasm. Three actually. If she was going to be my slave, she should be rewarded for it. I believe Slut was as pleased to submit as Rose was.
We met the others at gym class. This was the last week they'd be able to go with us without buying a membership. They remembered much of what we'd shown them last week, so they worked more independently. We only had to point out a few things to them, but they did well on their own. We took a quick break for water before starting weights. Janet touched my arm, asking me to wait a moment as the others went in the weight room.
"What can I do for you, Janet?"
"First of all, I've decided to accept your offer of employment. I told my manager this morning. I only need to give one weeks notice so I can start next Tuesday. Second, Chen said you spoke to him on Saturday."
"I did."
"Thank you."
"Thank you for what? I just told him the truth. You were curious, you explored those feelings. It didn't mean anything more to you than that. Did Chen discuss it with you?"
"Some."
"Did he seem concerned?"
"No, more curious about what I might be going through."
"How was date number three?"
"It was good. We kissed a little; more than a little."
"And how was the kiss?"
"I could easily have kissed him longer." Janet laughed. "A lot longer if I'm being honest with myself. Maybe all night. I'm a person who doesn't necessarily think three dates is enough to determine if you should sleep with a person. I wanted to, but it's too soon. I think I like him. He seems nice, but I'm not even sure I understand myself, let alone another person. It's the other part of what I wanted to talk to you about. When you come over on Thursday, I want to explore my feelings further."
"With me? I'm not a dominant." Though Slut and Rose might now disagree. I'm not sure I was the one to introduce Janet to whatever submissive feelings she might be experiencing. I was still exploring my own submissive tendencies. And now, perhaps, my dominant ones. Mistress Dark or some long term dominant might be the better choice.
"It's just that as a sex slave, you might understand what I'm feeling. Plus we're both free that evening."
"I understand why you might not want to explore your feelings with Chen. Either way, you could lose with him. But shouldn't he be aware you want to explore further, so he doesn't get overly worried about your explorations?"
"Before he left Saturday, I told him I might explore my nature further. I said we would be together the night of the poker game and I would ask you to show me more. He said he understood."
"Master doesn't want me having sex with non-slaves, not even women."
"Didn't you say you have a deputy sheriff friend, who cannot be a sex slave full time. Can't I be a slave for the evening so you can teach me? At midnight, like Cinderella, I turn into a normal person again."
It was true that Marcia was a part time slave. Shit.
"I'll have to ask my Master. He controls my sexuality. I'll let you know no later than Wednesday what his decision is."
"Why not tomorrow, at your house?"
"Lisa and I arranged for Master to have a slave bedmate while he's gone. At this time of the evening, he may be busy with her, and he has class tomorrow morning. I might not hear back from him until after you leave tomorrow, depending."
"You're letting your Master have sex with other people while he's away?"
"Lisa and I get to have sex every day. It seemed wrong for our Master to be celibate. I'm not afraid of losing him to someone else. My only fear is having to share him with more people than I do currently. Fortunately, those other slaves are primarily lesbian, so hopefully, he comes back alone."
"You're very odd," Janet said.
"You're the one wondering what it's like to be me. This is part of it. Come on, we're wasting time. Our waistlines won't appreciate it, though I guess mine is going to hell anyway."