Jen went back downstairs and found Susan laying there on her side, unmoving. Jen went into the bathroom and got some lotion. She went into the bedroom and turned the lights way down, but left them on a little. She undressed and turned the covers down. She had Susan turn over and she rubbed some of the lotion into her ass, Susan moaning at the sensitivity of the wounds. Then Jen crawled into bed with her, pulled the covers up, and pulled Susan to her, feeling her body and warmth. She pulled Susan's arm up over her so that Susan knew she could cuddle with her and Susan immediately snuggled up against her. She comforted her with some soft soothing and stroked her hair. Within a couple of minutes Susan was asleep and Jen dozed off a little while later.
When Jen finally awoke the next morning, some light was just starting to come in thru the small windows set at about ground level for the basement. She felt, rather than saw, that Susan was awake, too. She could feel her movements. She finally opened her eyes and turned toward Susan. Susan was wide awake and staring at her.
Susan smiled at Jen. "Mistress, may I go to the bathroom."
Jen smiled and laughed. "Susan, you don't have to ask my permission for that. I want you to learn the house rules from Christine. She will tell you all the requirements for being a slave in this house. You know that's what you are, right?"
Susan looked down and hesitated. "Yes, Mistress."
Jen reached over and lifted her chin. "Susan. You are a beautiful and very nice girl. I think you have some self-esteem issues. While you will be my slave and do whatever I want, you will not do those things with others. No more boys without my permission. You also need to sit down with your mother and discuss some of the things you have seen and how you feel about them. She has to know that you are no longer a child. You are 18, and I'm sure she is aware of some of your activities. It can't have gone unnoticed."
"I don't know, Mistress. I don't think I can do that."
"We'll see, Susan. You may need to grow up a little more, but at some point you have to face and discuss things like an adult with your mother. Now go to the bathroom and meet me upstairs. You are not allowed to get dressed. You and Christine will be nude in the house at all times unless we have guests where I don't feel it is appropriate, okay?"
"Yes, Mistress." Susan got up and ran into the bathroom, her butt cheeks still displaying last night's activities.
Jen got up and looked at the clock. 7am. Ugh! She was tired. She walked upstairs and found that Christine was already up and sitting in the den watching TV. She was cold and had a comforter thrown over her. When Jen walked in she jumped up, naked as required.
"Do you want breakfast now, Mistress?"
"No, let's just sit and watch TV for a while." Jen had only put on her bra and panties and crawled under the comforter. Christine snuggled up to her right side. As soon as she got comfortable, Susan came in carrying her clothes. Christine jumped up.
"Susan, follow me and I will show you where to stash your clothes when in the house. We keep a little bin near the back door to the garage for them." She led Susan into the kitchen toward the door and Jen could see the marks on her ass clearer now. They were still a little red and swollen where she had been hit, with some light bruising around them.
When they came back, Jen put her arms out, gesturing for them both to come to her and they each got on one of Jen's side, covered up, and snuggled up to her. Jen sighed as they turned their attention to a cable movie.
"I love my slaves, you know that right?"
Christine looked at Susan and smiled. "Yes, Mistress. I love my Mistress, too."
Susan watched Christine. "I'm happy to be here, Mistress. I don't know about anything else."
Jen smiled. "That's okay. You have a lot to take in. It will take time for you to get comfortable in this role, and we have to work out things so that you can be here as often as possible. You are 18, but your mother still expects you at home after school and on the weekends. She will get suspicious if you are gone too much."
"Yes, Mistress. I want to be here as much as possible." She buried her head into Jen's shoulder and let out a small sigh.
Jen knew she had her hands full with this one. She was desperately in need of some care and someone caring. She sensed that this girl was adrift emotionally because of her home life. She had no father and it sounded like her mother was prostituting herself to make ends meet. Not a good thing for a young girl to grow up around. Then Jen smiled. And what would my own mother make of me? She just pulled her two lovely slaves closer and held them.
They were watching the movie and suddenly Jen remembered that Dana was going to be coming over at 8am again. She was required to make those trips on the weekend. She didn't know what Dana was going to think about her making Susan another slave. Oh, well. I guess we'll find out.
At nearly 8am, the doorbell rang. Jen and her slaves sat up. Jen was puzzled. Something must be wrong if Dana rang the doorbell, because she knew to come in thru the garage. Jen rose and told Christine and Susan to go into the kitchen. She went to answer the door and there was Dana and Emily. Dana was wearing a robe, but Emily was already dressed in a skirt and blouse. Jen opened the door, still only dressed in her bra and panties.
"Good morning, neighbors!" She could tell that they both were nervous and before she could say any more, Emily pushed past her.
"Where's Susan? Is she okay? What happened after I left?" Emily was already pretty wound up.
"Relax, Emily. Everything is fine with Susan. Why don't we go sit in the den."
Jen led them to the den and sat them down. They were both fidgeting. She turned to Dana. "Dana, why don't you go upstairs and wake up Matt while I talk to Emily."
"Yes, Mis... I mean Jen." Dana almost let it slip past her lips, but Emily never even noticed. She was thinking too hard about her friend.
Emily was angry with her friend, but she was also concerned for her. She had known her too long and thought that maybe last night had gone too far. "I want to see Susan."
"Of course. Susan, please come into the den."
Susan walked into the den... still naked. Christine stopped in the doorway and watched. Emily stared and was completely confused by this. Her mouth gaped at the two naked women in front of her.
Jen smiled at Emily's surprise. "Christine, come over here and sit at Mistress' feet. Susan, you pay attention because this is some of your required training." She turned back to Emily. "Christine and Susan are my submissives. They do whatever I tell them."
Christine came over and knelt next to Jen, then sat on her heels with her hands on her knees. Susan watched carefully and copied it. Emily just stared.
After a few seconds, Emily spoke. She was having trouble taking this in, and she was also feeling a little warm. "Susan, are you okay? I'm still angry at you, but we have been friends for a long time, and I wanted to make sure that you were okay."
Susan smiled. "I'm doing very well this morning, Emily. My butt's a little sore, but I have learned my lesson and now I want to be with Mistress Jen."
Emily looked over at Jen, remembering how Jen had acted in her bedroom a couple of weeks ago. "Mistress Jen?"
"Yes, I belong to Mistress Jen now. She will care for me." She turned toward Jen and her smile was beaming. It appeared that she had not only accepted her plight, but embraced it.
Jen was surprised and interrupted them. "Emily, please understand. Some people have a submissive side for which they desire to be dominated and have their decisions made for them. In return they are cared for by their Master or Mistress. Susan and Christine are like that." She made sure to keep any references to Dana out of it for now.
Emily was conflicted. She could feel a stirring in her crotch and knew that it was because that night with Jen was in her head and she wanted Jen to touch her again. She was trying to deny it, but was having trouble because her body was telling her that it was excited. She couldn't get past the part that Jen said about Susan being a slave and seeing her naked and kneeling at Jen's feet. The scene last night and this morning was really burning into her brain and making her sexually excited. She found that she couldn't take her eyes off the two naked women. Her face and chest were becoming flushed and Jen noticed it. Emily finally decided that she couldn't be there anymore; it was all too difficult to face right now. "Well, I don't understand this at all. I'm going home. I can't imagine what this is all about." She stood and rushed out the door.
Jen looked at her two slaves in front of her. She turned toward Susan. "You know that nothing that happens here ever leaves this house, right?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good. Now you two go in the kitchen and just get out some bagels. I'll go get Matt and Dana." Jen stood up and headed for the stairs as the other two scampered into the kitchen. When she reached the top of the stairs she could hear talking, but couldn't make out the words. As she walked into the room, they stopped talking and looked up. Matt was laying in bed still and Dana was just sitting on the side of the bed, still clothed.
"Dana, get downstairs and get naked. I want you in the living room in three minutes." Dana left hurriedly. Jan turned to Matt. "So what's up? Why wasn't she giving you your good morning blowjob and what were you talking about."
Matt was silent for a few seconds and Jen started to get uncomfortable. Finally he decided to come clean. "Jen, I know that you feel you have to do this and that you love being the Mistress of these women. But sometimes I don't want a morning blowjob. Sometimes I don't want them at all. I just want to make love and enjoy some quiet time with my wife. I love you and want to be with you above all else."
Jen smiled a little sadly and caressed his face. "I'm sorry, honey. I guess I forgot about making sure I put some time aside for us. The girls are downstairs getting out some bagels. Do you want to get something to eat and then we can sit up here and be alone? Just the two of us?"