John was already at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper when Ice and I joined him."Good morning John, sleep well?" I asked being polite.
"Like a baby for the first time in years until the alarm clock went off this morning." he said winking. Ice had went and brought the coffee to the table with sugar and cream and started a new pot. Poured mine then hers, added the sugar to both, stirred then added a little cream to hers. I observed carefully how she liked hers for future reference.
"Good morning, John, a refill?" Ice asked politely.
"Yes, please." he replied.
"Should I make breakfast Master or is that Lacy's job?" she inquired.
"It is your job my Love. Lacy's maid duties were only to clean up after me and my quick visits." I said thoughtfully.
"Bacon and what kind of eggs, Master?" she asked.
"Scrambled." I replied.
"And you, John?" she asked her guest.
"Scrambled will be fine." replied John.
Ice left for the kitchen to start cooking. Ice made sure she cooked enough bacon for all the guests. Made toast and eggs for her current eaters, just like she would at the diner. She served me first of course, then John with the plates of food in one trip. Then brought her plate and a jar of strawberry jam.
Matt and Chelsie made their appearance from downstairs. "Bacon and scrambled eggs?" Ice asked as she started to get up.
"Please, finish eating your breakfast Ice. Chelsie will serve me." Matt said authoritatively. John and I turned quickly to look at them. Our faces turned into a jaw dropping pantomime as we ogled Chelsie.
"Good morning." John and I said simultaneously. Ice only knew they were close friends and partners of Nelson and John and didn't think much out of the ordinary.
Chelsie made her way to the kitchen with her heels clicking, ass swaying and her breasts bouncing enough to keep her already sensitive nipples primed. Everyone watched her every move until she moved behind the counter. Chelsie began preparing coffee for her Master and herself. There was a knock at the door. "Ill get it, the rest of you finish eating." Matt said helpfully since he was still standing. He opened the door and saw Ella standing there looking heavily abused. "Come in Ella. What the fuck happened to you?" Matt said shocked.
"I need to speak to John privately." is all she said making her way in.
Chelsie dropped her Masters cup of coffee to the floor as she saw Ella walk by, stunned by the sudden recognition in her dream. "Oh shit, sorry." as she came out of it and started to get the items needed to clean up her mess.
John was just as stunned as Ella walked in. "Ella what happened?" he asked very concerned.
"I need to speak with you privately if I may?" Ella said looking at John.
"Sure right this way. Let me help you." John said getting up from his now finished meal and helped her to his bedroom.
Matt sat down in Johns place as Chelsie brought his coffee. "Your coffee, Master." Chelsie said proudly. I sat agape at the sudden statement.
"Take John's plate with you as it looks like he is finished." Matt ordered.
"Yes, Master." as she complied. Chelsie made the eggs and toast for them and added the remainder of the bacon. "Your breakfast, Master." she said as she placed his plate in front of him and hers in the spot beside him. She left to get her coffee and the pot to refill the others. Chelsie sat her coffee down, refilled Matt's cup then came to me. All eyes were on her when she got to Ice. "More coffee, Madam?" she asked politely.
"Yes, please." Ice replied respectfully not fully comprehending the statement. I looked at Matt and nodded his head knowingly as no words needed to be said. Chelsie looked at Mel, who was leaning against the wall looking inconspicuous.
"Would you like a cup, and something to eat also ma'am?" Chelsie asked.
"Yes. Please. Thank you. replied Mel.
Chelsie left to find another cup, and started another pot. Chelsie returned and handed her the cup. Mel saw the sugar and cream on the table and helped herself. Chelsie went to make more eggs and toast at least.
Lacy came in and put away the eggs, milk and put the leftovers in the fridge. She came in and wished everyone a good morning and told them they could warm up the food for lunch when they needed. There would be fresh strawberries for desert when she got everything done. Then left. I noticed a very satisfied look about her and her more than happy voice. As she sashayed away wiggling her sexy butt in her normal daisy dukes and out the door. "She must have gotten laid well last night." I said laughing.
With that, Chelsie got a piece of ham and warmed it up for Mel. Mel had taken a stool at end of the counter. She knew of John and Nelson from the club and heard the rumors they were very good Masters and high on the social chart. The best part, they were single and unattached. This could be an opportunity for her. She was a free slave and she liked it like that. She liked playing in groups and demonstrations at the club. Once in a while she would make a threesome with one of her fellow slave friends for a night or two when the mood hit her. She was perfectly happy as she didn't want the burden of being owned. She was twenty-eight now and her thinking was changing however. She wasn't exactly sure what she wanted and that made it difficult. Chelsie brought her a plate of food and dug in thinking about what she was wanting for the future.
"Mel, not to interrupt your meal, but can you give us some insight?" I asked.
"Only that it was Master Morgan who did it. Sprite was confused and dazed most of time getting here. I know she has a bad concussion but wouldn't let me take her to the hospital because she was scared." Mel said letting us all in on what she knew.
"This isn't good, it will have serious repercussions. I said.
"What kind?" Matt asked not understanding.
"Lets just say he might be better off running for his life. Our society, which I am sure you will become a part of soon enough, more than frowns on that kind of behavior." I said taking a sip of coffee.
"Society? I don't understand." Matt asked curiously.
"Yes. You think people like John and I, make up our own rules as we go?" I asked tyring to make him realize the complexity he is burgeoning toward.
"I didn't know, how do they find out? Matt asked.
"I doesn't get hidden for long in most cases unless you make all your own equipment and clothes. The industry actually has its own checks and balances and the society looks after it all. It is as sophisticated as our software." I said trying not to scare him.
"I am a free slave. I have rules and rights I must follow, but also afforded their protection. I got in because of an incidence that happened that had nothing to do with the society. A sadistic bastard was killing people, robbing them a few years back. I was one of the victims but he got scared away. The society came to the rescue protecting me when no one else would. They thought it might be one of their own. It wasn't, but with my help they got him. They invited me in and I accepted. I am a little different as I pay no dues. I am not sure why. Mel explained.
"I do. They made enough off his capture to pay your dues indefinitely because of being friends with Sprite. You are listed as an honorary member, John saw to it." I said clearing up that little matter.
"Wow! I didn't know." Matt exclaimed.
"For another time." I said.
We sat around the table talking about the wedding. About Matt and Chelsie as Ice only met them briefly yesterday and knew nothing about them.
Chelsie remained quiet the entire time, listening. She debated about apologizing now but it seemed too much was happening. She decided it would be better not to bring it up at the moment.
"More coffee everyone?" asked Chelsie as she gathered the rest of the dirty plates and headed to the kitchen. She returned with the fresh pot, filled Matts first then went around the table then Mel last.
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