It was April first and you know what that means and the guys, Elaine, and I had a prank planned for the bosses secretary, Joyce. The boss had been fucking her almost daily for years I think. She was always sexily dressed but not over the top sexy. Elaine found a pair of her thongs in the bathroom trash can a few days earlier and came up with the devious plan. She had all of us jack off into them and she was going to put them on her chair. Joyce had a set routine when she came to work, make coffee sit down and check emails, then pour two cups of coffee, one for her boss of course. He would come in, pick up the coffee, head to his tiny and very messy office. Joyce would then always go to the bathroom before visiting his office for daily inventory quotes.
Elaine had stuck some very strong two sided tape to the panties. It worked better than we had hoped, for when she went to the bathroom, the panties were glued to her rump. It was Friday and she always wore tight jeans. We were laughing our asses off. She hadn't noticed and went to her morning meeting with the thong hanging from her ass. The boss came out and chewed our asses off, but he was laughing as well.
Elaine and I talked about many things since she found out I was much better, mentally and physically. Especially after she met Roxy at the bar we all go to sometimes. Being Thirty-two and a mother of two and not bad looking but acted like one of the guys, she was one of those bored women and sexually frustrated. A couple times a month if you were lucky, no wonder that slave pen could do a great business. Elaine couldn't afford that however. I decided to prank her also, I got her one of those remote bullets that Roxy, Shauna and I played with at times. After much debate I kept the remote for the day. Elaine never said anything and thought it was a joke probably, I know she had to see it and the note attached but never said anything.
After the late afternoon break, she whispered, "I am ready to play." in my ear. I laughed at her and turned the remote on, her eyes went wide. I don't know how she concentrated driving the forklift but I didn't have to worry about the buzzing noise at high speed. About twenty minutes before quitting time she came and asked for the remote and went to the bathroom. "Job well done, seven times. Thank you so much." She said returning a minute before clock out time, both of us laughing.
I came home to my two wonderful slaves waiting at the door. I am horny as all get out from the way the day went at work. Took both of them by surprise as I made no pretenses taking Shauna and her wonderful mouth as soon as I walked in. I had other plans for Roxy as she remained in position. Those plans got stymied when I spied Cousin It on the couch watching in rapt attention. Truthfully, it turned me on even further having someone watch I didn't know. I am thinking a joke on me now, wish it turned out that way. After all the kisses between the three us afterward and my drink in hand they all had to talk to me.
Cousin It or Tess as that is her real name. Five foot five, packaged differently, smaller than Roxy on top, full B. Thick black hair to her knees, had it fixed in three pony tails with different color scrunchies. Dressed in layered black, black leggings ending in lace, black lace skirt over them. Black tank top with white mesh top and a black lace top over that even. Heavy black makeup except for her lips, glossy sexy red. Classic sexy goth look I thought rounding out her wear with three inch black pumps. She never said a word, just watched with odd hazel eyes.
Shauna explained what she knew about her. Tess is the niece of the now deceased owner of the B&B, she would be twenty-one in a couple months, not the brightest rock in the quarry. Tess was living with her uncle who owned the B&B since her parents died six years ago in an auto accident. She dropped out out of school to work at the B&B but did the classes through the computer to finish, home schooled.
Her uncle died of a heart attack a week ago under mysterious circumstances according to Tess. He hired Shauna of course and she said he was a pretty fit guy in his late fifties. The place is in trust until she turns twenty-one in mid June and a manager was hired to run the place until then.
Tess rarely talks to anyone, being called a freak by most people. She dresses goth so people will leave her alone actually. Tess and Shauna work together of course and became good friends. Though I recalled Shauna saying she was a bit off her rocker so to speak. Tess was actually hiding in her car so she knew no one could see or follow her and had Shauna drive her here. I thought she was paranoid or delusional if you ask me.
Tess was being harassed by two Slum Rat Bitches, the remaining gang members of thugs, thieves and drug dealers. Long story short, the urban renewal project is heating back up taking the remaining vestiges of their gangland home away and they had no where to run they could afford. Well, that was the thought anyway.
They knew she is inheriting the B&B. Hint, new place to set up shop. They were trying to convince her of the easy way before resorting to more unconventional methods. She had a problem that no one with any kind of authority would believe her. Yup, everybody thought she was paranoid and delusional. I would have thought the same thing except Shauna confirmed the issue by accidentally overhearing the conversation.
I sat and thought about the situation for a while. Yeah, past experience says the Slum Rats have no scruples but I could only come up with one, maybe two scenarios that would work, even then it could be iffy. Someone more sinister could be lurking in the shadows however. Didn't seem like a plan to make her sell cheap or run her off either. Maybe it was all nonsense and she just wanted in on our secret life.
The more I thought about the B&B though, I could see how it could be used and a prize worth taking. The place is a mansion after all, I had been in it once when I was younger, school dance. Built like a southern plantation house, with a ball room, kitchen, dining room and drawing room on the first floor. Ten large bedrooms on the second floor with a large staircase from reception. Servants quarters off the kitchen where Tess probably lived. Stables for four horses and riding corral. The entire property was walled off in wrought iron and concrete fencing with double swinging entrance gate. They did a great business hosting parties and weddings, indoor and outdoor.
Tess wasn't asking for much, she just wanted to wear the pink leather collar she brought with her with a dangling star pendant like Shauna. She just needed someone to vouch for its intended use. That idea stunned me, something that simple would scare them off. Tess explained the symbolism, it was the one thing the Slum Rats feared the most. You don't cross a Master's slave, retribution alarms them.
Roxy and I talked privately after she pulled me off to the side while Shauna and Tess talked. Roxy said it might be a far fetched story but could be very truthful also. She could handle the situation if the need arose plus Tess could make a nice addition in either case. I wouldn't have to be involved unless something came up.
I didn't like the idea all that much the more I thought about the situation. I wasn't the rich and powerful Master they would fear, more like an ant to be stepped on. I could see why Tess came to us in a way. She would know others in the area surely, more capable than us to protect her. Maybe she didn't trust them or more to the point, she didn't want to become theirs or possibly they couldn't trust her. I became the scales of blind justice all of a sudden and the feeling is very uncomfortable. I gave Roxy leeway in the matter but to keep me apprised of the situation if one developed. Roxy had a couple hours of time to talk with Tess which I never thought about.
Tess joined us in the basement fun that evening, as a playful active participant. Even telling me we should get some special tape, she was no stranger to the activities. Tess and Shauna seemed attracted to one another and even demonstrated the use of the two headed dildo we hadn't got around to as of yet. Tess was a bit different with her pierced nipples and intricate red and green flowered vine tramp stamp on her lower back.
