From the last story
Jen watched her closely and could see this was difficult for Christine. She decided to change the subject. "I have another Mistress coming over on Saturday to discuss the situation I have with four subs. I can't care for them all."
Christine relaxed a little. "Yes, Mistress. Is there anything you need right now, Mistress?"
"No. I'm fine. Just going to read for a while."
Christine left and Jen started thinking about Saturday's meeting.
*
Saturday dawned bright and clear. Jen was up early getting ready for Rose's visit and marinating some meat to be grilled for dinner. Christine was up early and had prepared some scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast for herself and Matt and Jen. Then at about 8am, in came Dana. She stripped and joined them at the table. She looked tired and mussed. Jen smiled and thought she knew what was going on.
"How are you this morning, Dana?"
"Fine, Mistress Jen. Maybe a little tired."
Jen smiled and stared at her until she looked up.
"Yes, Mistress?"
"So tell us how it's been going between you and John. And has Emily noticed?"
Dana looked at the table for a few seconds, but unfortunately, there were no answers there. She finally looked up. "Well, Mistress... since last weekend, John has been insatiable. He wants to have sex every night and is asking if he can fuck my ass and wants me to bring Christine over again. I don't think Emily has noticed anything."
Jen didn't say anything to Dana about now dominating Emily and Susan. She also didn't mention that she had shown Emily how her mother and father were fucking and saw her peeping on them. She had had Emily and Susan over every day after school, and had been working on them. They were starting to come around, Susan more quickly than Emily. She was just wondering how it was going to work with Dana. She thought that incest might be a bit much for them, but even seeing each other might be too much yet.
"Well, sounds good. What do you think about Christine joining you again? Is that something you want him to get used to?"
Dana stared at Jen for a second. "I don't know, Mistress."
"Well, you are over here sucking and fucking, so shouldn't he also get something out of it?"
Dana blushed and looked away. "I guess so, Mistress."
Jen smiled at her reaction. She still had to get Emily trained, but for now this was enough. "Do you want John to know that you are my little slutty slave? Should we tell him the truth?"
Dana's head jerked up. "Please, Mistress, he cannot know about this. I love him and I think he would leave me. We have to be careful around John."
Jen stared at her. "Well, he handled Christine pretty well in the back yard when he spanked her. Then he reacted well when the two of you fucked him. If he gets to have the benefits, why would he leave? I would think he would gladly join in."
"I don't know, Mistress. I'm scared. I love him so much and he's Emily's father. I just don't think he's that way. And then there's Emily. If anything happened between me and John because of this, she would blame me and I love my daughter."
"Okay, Dana, I understand. Just don't forget that you are MY slut."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Now crawl under the table and make Mistress feel good."
"Yes, Mistress." Dana crawled under the table and immediately started licking Jen's pussy. Jen leaned back and opened her legs. Matt and Christine kept eating breakfast.
After a nice orgasm, Jen sent Dana away and she got ready for Rose's visit while Matt left to play golf. Dana said she had arranged to go shopping that afternoon with some friends.
At about noon, the doorbell rang and Jen answered it. It was Rose. She was a tall, beautiful woman, probably approaching 40 years old, in a wrap around dress. She was statuesque with a full figure that she appeared to be proud of based on her style of dress and the way she walked into the house.
Jen led her into the den. Christine was not around. They sat down and Jen turned off the TV.
Rose went right to the heart of the matter. "So. I understand, Jen, that you are a budding Mistress with more subs than you can handle. Is that correct?"
"Yes. I have felt the need to dominate build in me and I have taken on one live-in sub, and I have the woman next door, her daughter, and one of her daughter's friends that all are subs to me now."
Rose's eyebrows went up. "Four subs? And two are a woman and her daughter from next door? Wow! That's interesting." She laughed and it was a sexy, throaty laugh. "So what can I do to help?"
"Well, I was thinking that maybe you could take on one of them to train them and make them a better sub and I wouldn't have a conflict with the woman and her daughter. Her daughter just turned 18 and is pretty new to the idea. She needs the most work."
Rose looked at her for a while. "Hmmm. Where is your live-in sub?"
"Christine?" Jen called out for her and Christine came into the den naked, as usual, and immediately took her kneeling position next to Jen. She kept her eyes down.
Rose was impressed. "Very nice. She's pretty, appears to know her place, and didn't try to stare at me even though I'm new to the house."
Jen smiled and patted Christine on the head. "She came to me already trained. I think she has some past experience with this, but once she came here, she has stayed and taken care of us."
Rose turned to Christine. "Christine, look at me." Christine lifted her head and eyes and looked directly at Rose. "Where did you receive your training? From whom?"
Christine looked over at Jen for a second and then back at Rose. "I was trained by Mistress Sandy Johnson. She was my Mistress for four years."
Rose stared at her and her eyes widened. "Mistress Johnson over in Middletown? The one originally from California?"
Christine looked down again. "Yes, Mistress Rose." A few tears leaked down her left cheek, her breathing shortened, and then the tears started flowing faster. She began sobbing lightly. Jen was shocked, but Rose immediately went to her knees in front of Christine and started hugging her. Christine latched onto Rose, wrapping her arms tightly around her, burying her head against Rose's shoulder, and let her emotions go, sobbing into the woman. Rose stroked Christine and kept murmuring to her that everything was going to be fine. Jen sat there staring at the scene in front of her, hoping for some sort of explanation.
After about 5 minutes of this Christine's sobs lessened. Rose finally took Christine by the shoulders and held her at arm's length. She looked into her eyes. "Were you taking care of her at the end?"
Christine could only nod. Jen was still a little in shock at Rose comforting Christine, but didn't say anything until she heard 'at the end'. "What happened?"
Rose pulled Christine back into an embrace and turned to Jen. "Sandy Johnson was an acquaintance of mine from years ago. We weren't that close, but I heard that she had gotten breast cancer and eventually died from it at only 42. I knew that she was a Mistress, but didn't know anything about any of her subs." She turned back to Christine. "How did you manage to make it after Sandy died?"
Christine wiped her face a little, still sniffling. "Mistress Johnson made arrangements for me and the other sub Bethany. She left Bethany some money and sent her to a friend. I loved her and she loved me so she left me the rest of her estate. I managed to live on my own for a while, but needed a Mistress. I looked around and was not happy with what I saw until I found Jen." She looked over at Jen with a sad smile. "Once I met her and found out what she was like, I managed to get myself invited to live here. When I first came to a party, I tried to appear shocked at what was going on, but I was so thrilled to meet someone who was fair and even-handed, that I almost blew it. I made up a story about living with my boyfriend who didn't want a slave and having to move out. I think I was trying to be too elaborate and I thought Mistress Jen might see thru it." She turned toward Jen. "I'm sorry Mistress." She bowed her head.
Rose looked over at Jen and Jen leaned over to embrace Christine. "I'm so sorry to hear about Mistress Sandy. I'm just glad you found me."
"Thank you, Mistress. I wasn't sure my acting abilities were up to fooling you at first, but you knew what you wanted, so I just played along. I love being here."
"You're welcome, Christine. So where did you and Mistress Sandy live?"
"We lived in a house on a small country estate about 40 miles from here."
"What did you do with the estate when you left?" Rose asked her.
"I sold everything and put it into investments. Mistress Sandy had a lawyer who made sure that everything was taken care of if I didn't want to keep the house. She had no other relatives and knew that I might not like it there alone."
Rose looked at Jen. "This was a very nice place. You should have seen it. Sandy kept it in great condition and it had a very nice dungeon. Right Christine?"
"Yes, Mistress Rose. It was a great house and the dungeon was... stimulating."
They all laughed, albeit in a subdued manner. Jen finally had to ask the question. "So what are your investments worth after all that?"
Christine looked up at Jen and smiled sheepishly. "Right now around three million."
Jen gasped and Rose smiled. "Three million dollars? Jeez, Christine, you could have lived anywhere with that kind of money!"