His Domain
Chapter 2
"You have thirty minutes to clean yourselves and return here kneeling at my feet and there will be two lashes each for every minute that any of you are late. Yes, two lashes for everyone no matter who is late. Get to it." I watched Brea and Alex run up the stairs into the bathroom, and then I heard the shower running. Janice and Candy turned to me; they looked like they wanted to say something but instead turned and walked up the stairs to the guest bathroom.
I took out four dresses I brought to the guest bedroom, selected by a female friend I know. I laid out the four summer dresses two in blue and two in red, next to panties, bras, and shoes. In addition, wrist and ankle cuffs and four collars lay next to each outfit. Then I sat down and wrote a note to the women.
Janice, Candy, Bea, and Alex;
You all must reflect on your actions toward the treatment of your husband, father, and friend. I know that he loved every one of you women. He loved his daughters, even when he was not your biological parent. He was more than that to all of us. He loved me as well. You have two choices to stay in this house and be under my control performing any commands or directives. There are dresses, panties, bras, and shoes and I will understand shipping your container to anywhere you want it to go, no hard feelings, and if we talk we talk, if we do not we do not; I am always open and available for discussions or casual conversations. The other choice is to attach the cuffs to your wrists and ankles but do not attach the collar. Return to the living room and I will discuss the new lifestyle. You have the remaining time from the thirty minutes to discuss it do not be late or the punishment will be severe depending on the time.
Mike.
Finished I walked back downstairs to the study sat in Dad's old chair and waited. I looked at the timer on my phone forty-five seconds were left and they had not shown up, I actually could not see the living room from the study. I stood up, walked down the hall towards the living room, and stepped in when my alarm rang. I turned it off and looked up.
I tried not to show how stunned I was as I saw four naked women kneeling in the center of the living room floor. Dressed in only wrists and ankle cuffs, Janice prostrated herself before me raising her hands as high as she could offering me the collar. Candy, Bea, and Alex are a little to the left and in line with mothers, prostrating themselves, and holding their collars above their heads. I centered my attention on Janice.
"Ok, Slut what is this? Presenting me with a collar. Why in the hell should I collar your ass? You could not be faithful to my father, your husband. What makes you think you can be faithful to your Master? The four of you chose to be away from him and not comfort him during his time in the hospital. You are only thinking of yourselves never once thinking of father. Once I lock this collar around your neck, you will lose your freedom. This titanium collar and lock can only be removed with a plasma cutter." It was not true; I had the magnet key to unlock the collars should there be some medical emergency. I had to know the full extent of each woman's devotion to the new lifestyle and her new Master.
"What can you possibly offer me to keep you as my slave?" I said harshly and with authority. Janice looked up at me tears running down her cheeks holding the collar higher offering no words. I slapped her on the right side of her face with my open hand leaving a handprint on her cheek. Her head snapped to the left and returned to face me. She showed no signs of the pain of the slap I slapped her left side her head snapping to the right and returned to face me.
The tricky part readers do I accept the four bitches and make them pay for treating my father as a money pit or should I dump them on their collective naked asses on the street and never see them again. Building my harem of beauties who love to be naked, bound, and tortured through dating. I took several minutes of silent thinking to come up with a decision. Come on do you think I would not take these beauties as my slaves I have been planning this for over six and a half years. I ripped the collar out of her hands opened the latch and looked down at Janice.
"You realize when this collar is locked on your neck you will be my slave until I release you, sell you, or trade you. I can use your body for my pleasure or the pleasure of others as long as I am present. You will be my slave whore the one I loan out to any and every one. Is that understood?" Lifting her chin to look me in the eyes.
"Yes, Master. I am aware that I will be your slave whore and will please you or anyone you tell me to please until I die or you release me, sell me, or trade me for another. I will devote my time with you to my training and service your every need with a happy slave whore heart that only wants her Master to be pleased." I motioned for her to stand I walked behind her wrapping the collar around her neck. The lock made a loud clicking noise when I secured the collar in the back.
"Master, I vow here and now in front of my daughters that I, Janice Sawsman am submitting my body, mind, and soul to my Master and Owner. I am now a property to my Master Mike Sawsman and all my possessions, monies, and property are now his and his alone. This slave has chosen of my own free will and with a sound mind. I have not been coerced in any fashion it is my free choice to submit myself as your slave whore." Janice said and then looked down.
"How may this slave be of service to you Master?" I stood up leaving Janice to await my commands and walked over to Alex, the last in line.
"Slut, what is it you desire? Do you also want to submit your body, mind, and soul to your brother who will be your Master? To obey your Master's every command, rule, or directive. Harsh punishment for your failures." I said looking down at her. She slowly lifted her eyes to look at me and said,
"Michael, Brother, Master I do not want to leave this house. I have lived here for the last twenty years of my life I love this place. If it is true, you own this house then I come with the house. I have always wanted to be your fucktoy. I have always wanted you to dominate me and use me. I am a submissive awaiting a Master to train me. I want you to train me to be your fucktoy and sex slave. Well, now that I have mentioned it to everyone I guess I am no longer in the closet. Michael, I want to be your sex slave your fucktoy. Fuck me, use me, whip me, loan me out to your friends, I am yours to use. I want you as my Master. Please." She pleaded.
"You want to be my fucktoy a sex slave to your step-brother. Locking the collar on you signifies your service to me. Understand this is not negotiable you are mine unless I allow it I will be the only one using your holes. Are you certain?"
"Yes, Master, I understand and am fully aware of the implications laid before me either written or in verbal commands. I will follow your directions, commands, and rules, Master." I motioned for her to stand and I wrapped the collar locking it in place.
"Masturbate for me but do not cum. Clear?" Alex nodded dropping to her knees and slowly rubbed her lips which were already wet and dripping on the floor. She circled her clit and began rubbing it slow and hard. I watched for about three minutes listening to her breathing showing him her state of arousal. I stepped in front of Beatrice, her head down arms holding the collar. Bea was a replica of her sister Alex; the only way I could tell them apart was attitude. I touched the top of her head and she looked up at me.
"Beatrice, you have been a very naughty girl over the years to me unlike your older sister but still, you treated me like I was dirt or even lower than dirt. Now you come begging me to take you as a slave as well. Why the sudden change of heart?"
"M...M...M...Michael, I...I...I..." She started to cry her voice cracking under the strain. I squatted down held her for a few seconds pushed her back lifted her chin with my finger looked into her eyes.
"You want to be my brood slave, don't you? You want me to fuck every hole. You want to have me impregnate you am I right? That is why you let them touch you where they should not. You wanted me to dominate you and tell everyone else to fuck off that she was mine. I have seen your internet history, Bea. Your fantasy is getting impregnated; an impregnation fetish and you want me to fuck you pregnant." Her breathing was short and rapid but she did not say a word. My fingers trailed down lightly touching her stomach moving slowly over her mound tracing my fingers down and sliding them between her wet lips her clit between her lips and her dripping pussy feeling how slick and smooth, I inserted two fingers into her slick core. Bea was looking me in the eye whimpering and rotating her hips for better contact with her clit. I kept up the light rubbing allowing her to keep talking and I watched as she drifted into her submission.
"Yes, Master, I have wanted to be pregnant I have an impregnation fetish. It started two weeks before you left for college, you were in the shower and I needed to use the bathroom so I crept in and saw your cock, it was bigger than my boyfriend was at the time. I did not want to be pregnant with him I wanted to be pregnant with you to feel the huge cock splitting me wide open and filling me with your seed. I have always had that fetish since I saw your huge cock that day. I have fantasies of your big cock fucking me into oblivion impregnating me and fucking me through the pregnancy. Please, Master, I want to be your broodmare, I want to be your hucow, I want to carry your babies, and I want you to fuck me into oblivion and fuck a baby into me, Master." I stood up and motioned her to stand I wrapped the collar around her neck acknowledging her as my slave with an open womb, and locked the collar. I was stepping to my right and in front of the now-posturing Candy. Her back was straight, her knees were under her belly, her ass was sticking out, and I saw a river of her juices flowing down to her feet.
