Keira and Amber have been with me for eight months now, and I have never been happier. Keira has settled in to her new surroundings at work and was made a supervisor of her department. Except for a few terrible nightmares, she seems happy. Amber is doing well at her job as the secretary of my friend Chuck. I wake up every morning thankful to have the two women in my bed that sleep next to me.
When I asked her about the nightmares she just tries to shake it off, but I know something is troubling her. She always wakes up screaming, "No!"
They were always the same, reliving the day she was told Jerry died. They always started the same way with loud knocking at the front door:
It was late morning and Keira was not expecting anyone. She hurried up to the bathroom wrapping a robe around her naked body. Opening the door slowly the first person she saw was a highway patrol officer standing there, there was another man behind him with a small cross on his lapel.
"Can I help you?" she asked hesitantly as a dark feeling fell over her.
"Ma'am, are you Keira?" the uniformed officer asked.
"Yes," she replied.
"Do you know a man named Jerry?" He asked
"He is my boyfriend, why?" a tear began to form in her eye as she asked.
"Can we come in please? We have some bad news." He said.
Keira opened the door wide as the gentleman entered. Following her into the living room the officer said, "This is our chaplain and he is here with me to tell you that Jerry died this morning in a head on collision. I am sorry for your loss."
Keira suddenly felt weak in shock from the news, her knees buckling from under her, falling onto the couch. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to ask, "How?"
"There was an accident this morning. His car was involved in a head on collision. He died instantly. We believe the other driver was impaired at the time of the accident," the chaplain softly said taking her hand in his.
It was the worst news of her life, her Master, the love of her life, dead. It always was the same.
Keira had told Amber about the nightmares and made her promise not to say anything to me, that she would work it out herself. The nightmares slowly went away, until I told them I had to go out of town to meet a client. That night Keira had the nightmare again, this time she screamed out my name, "No, not Bill! Oh please, not Bill."
I woke up with a start hearing her screaming out my name.
"Oh, Master, I am so sorry! I had that nightmare again, this time it was you!"
I pulled her into my arms hugging her tight, trying to console her. Keira cried on my shoulder as Amber looked at her with a worried look on her face.
The next morning Amber came to me and asked if she could talk to me about Keira and her dreams. She had noticed that when I was late coming home from work, Keira would become nervous and her body would shake at the littlest noise. As soon as she could hear my car pull into the driveway she would settle down. Amber had an idea.
"Master, I want your permission to have Keira as my Mistress while you are away from home," she asked adding, "I think it will help her, but I want her to think that it was your idea. Also, I would love to have Keira as my Mistress, too. I want to be owned by you both. I know Keira is your slave, I am also your slave and a slave cannot own another slave, but in this case I think it would be all right, Master."
Amber explained that it would help Keira cope with my absence by having her as her Mistress. I thought about what Amber had asked for on the drive to work that morning and by the time I arrived I had made the decision to allow Keira to be Amber's Mistress. I would bring it up tonight at dinner.
It was my last night home before my trip and we were eating outside on the patio like usual, naked. It was Amber's turn tonight to cook. She made my favorite dinner, lasagna. We sat outside after eating when I said that I have made a decision concerning them both.
"Can I have your undivided attention, slaves?" I asked.
Keira and Amber looked over to me at once, saying in unison, "Yes, Master."
"While I am away on my trip, I cannot leave two slaves here without guidance, since Keira is the first slave, I am going to make her your Mistress, Amber. You will obey all her orders. Always answer her as Mistress when I am gone. Is that clear slaves?"
Keira looked at me in shock at what I just had said. I saw a faint smile on Amber's face.
"But Master, I cannot have Amber call me Mistress. I am your slave!" she protested.
"Yes, you are my slave, Keira. Amber is also my slave. While I am gone, you are the Mistress of the house and should be called that accordingly." I replied to her protest.
"Yes, Master, as you wish, Master." Keira said lowering her head.
I had been away for a week working with a client out of town. It was while I was gone when I realized how much I loved them and missed them. I finished with my trip a day early and wanted to surprise them by coming home early. I arrived at my house just as the sun was setting, parking my car in the driveway. I picked up my bag and went to the front door. Walking into the living room I heard voices coming from the playroom.
"Thank you, Mistress, five, Mistress...may I have another?" Amber begged.
I heard the sound of a leather strap hit flesh with a loud thud. Again I heard Amber say, "Thank you, Mistress, six, Mistress...may I have another?"
I went to my room putting my suitcase on the bed and walking towards the playroom. The door was partially open. What I saw stunned me for a second as I saw Keira rub her hand over Amber's red ass. Amber was spread across the spanking bench, her hands tied behind her back with her ankles spread tied to the sides. Keira's back was to me. In one hand she had the three inch wide leather strap, while her other hand was gently rubbing over Amber's bright red ass. I had also noticed Keira was wearing a strap on dildo around her waist.
Amber's face was looking right at me when she gasped, "Master, you're home!"
Keira turned around and saw me standing there, dropping the leather strap and falling to her knees. She placed her head down towards her chest, her hands behind her back when she saw me.
"What is going on in here, slave Keira, or should I say, Mistress Keira?" Asking her as I walked towards her.
"Master, I was punishing slave Amber for breaking two of our rules. She wore panties today and she neglected to shave your pussy." Keira replied with her head still lowered to her chest.
My hand touched the top of Keira's head, my fingers running though her hair, Keira moaned and her body trembled at the touch. Turning my head towards Amber, I asked, "Slave Amber, did you break the rule about wearing panties and failing to keep my pussy clean shaven?"
"Yes, Master. I disobeyed the rules." Amber said as she hung her head over the side of the spanking bench.
Amber raised her head up and I saw the small grin on her face. Keira did not notice the smile from Amber as her eyes were looking at the slight bulge in my pants. I then realized what Amber had done. She broke the rules on purpose to help Keira. Amber quickly lowered head back down looking at the floor.
"Amber, you know the punishment must be done. Mistress Keira, you can continue punishing Amber for her failure." I said.
"Master, I can't continue. You are home now..." she tried to protest.
"Keira, finish the punishment," I ordered.
"Yes, Master."
Keira picked up the leather strap, rising up from her knees, looking at me with a worried smile.
I walked between them and felt Amber's red ass, stroking my hand across her ass I felt the heat from the blows. I slid my fingers between her legs, feeling the wetness that pooled there. She was enjoying this and was soaked. Amber tried to push her ass harder on my fingers before I withdrew them.
Turning around, I smiled at Keira as I walked to the door saying, "Nice work."
Leaning against the door, Keira looked at me holding the leather strap at her side. I nodded my head and said, "You may begin."
Keira raised the leather strap swinging it hard across the ass of the bound slave. Amber jumped from the blow, which I believe was the hardest yet to strike her.
"Thank you, Mistress, seven, Mistress...may I have another?" Amber said gritting her teeth.
Watching Keira from the doorway, she raised the leather strap again landing the next blow right on Amber's exposed pussy. Amber screamed from the blow, raising her ass high as her bonds would allow.
