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Part 12 Julie and Penny and a Night of Dancing Interrupted
We arrived home in the middle of the afternoon. Ben's meltdown sidetracked our Thanksgiving. When we walked inside, I instructed the women that they could change into some comfortable clothes for the rest of the day. I figured everyone had been through enough, and I wanted a calming atmosphere for Penny. I sat down on the couch with Penny and talked with her.
"How are you doing, Penny? Are you feeling any better?" I asked.
"Yes, Rich, thank you." Penny answered, "Just being out of that house and away from Ben is making me feel a lot better."
I looked at her closely. Her eye had gotten a little darker, still almost shut, and her lip was quite swollen. I grabbed her more ice, and she put it on her lip and eye. It would at least a week for her lip to heal, and 2 weeks for her eye to get back to normal. Even looking like she was in a combat zone, her beauty shone through.
"I'm glad to hear that, Penny." I told her, "Let's get down to business, namely where you will sleep. You have a choice. We have a room available for you, or you can move into the master bedroom with me and Julie. I already talked with her and she is all for you sleeping with us. I told her you've liked me for a long time and she's ok with that too. She said you can never have too much family. Now, you didn't hear this from me, but she likes you, too. In her words, you're hot."
I emphasized hot. Penny blushed a bit when I told her this. I don't know if she's ever thought about another woman in bed with her or what her reaction would be. I thought it best to get it out in the open and see where she stood.
"Rich? Did she say that?" Penny asked, very interested. "After seeing her today in her corset and boots, I can say she is also hot. I had a great time with her, at least I did before everything blew up. It was like we've been best friends for years."
"Julie said the same about you." I told her, "She enjoyed talk with you."
"That's awesome." Penny said excitedly. "I like Julie, and if I knew this before, I would have made more of an effort to be a friend to her. I hope you don't mind. I mean, I told you I liked you and all, so I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I mean, you accepted being my guardian and I know I have to be available to you, but I don't know how to say it."
She sounded flustered and a little embarrassed. She was blushing slightly and averting her gaze when she was talking. I told her to just get it out, just say what she wanted.
"I like Julie, I mean like." Penny explained, "I like you too. I've known for a while that I like men and women. I like men because they're strong and protective, and I'm drawn to that. I like women because they're sexy, and women just know what each other feel. I've only dated boys, though, so I don't know what dating a girl would be like. I'm sorry, I wanted to live here because of you, but now I'm thinking mostly about Julie. You're not mad, are you? I shouldn't have said anything, you'll probably regret accepting me in your family now."
"Penny, it's ok." I reassured her. "I don't mind. If I had only Julie I may feel different, but I have four women now. You're probably thinking I'm worried about sex, but I'm not. I mean, I am, but that's only part of it. I'm finding out quickly that I desire to make everyone happy just as much as I desire sex. I'm also finding out that I like to dominate women, not in a bad way though. I've talked with Beth and Nicole, and the way I explained it, I like to control them, but only if they want it. I don't like to control women if they're not also enjoying it. I hope that makes sense."
"Yes, it does." Penny answered, "The way the club is, I always worried about being in a situation that someone didn't care about me. My mother told me about the club around the age of fifteen and what I could expect. I thought it was bullshit, and how could she go along with something like that. She spent time with me and explained everything, and I came to see it as something I could live with. I still don't like not being in control of my future, but I can live with that if I have someone that takes care of me and doesn't abuse me."
"What you described is what I was looking for." Penny explained, "After I turned eighteen, they put Ben in charge of me, my schedule, my chores, and my punishments. I had to dress in the corset and walk around half-naked. It was humiliating at first, but I got used to it. I never liked when Ben would look at me, but when my father would bring over other club members, I would enjoy being looked at. It was still humiliating, but I liked it. I enjoyed that attention, and I fantasized about them taking me away. I never had to do anything with them, but I thought about it. That must make me sound weird, and I can't believe I'm telling you this."
"Penny, I think that's normal, and not unlike how the other women feel." I answered, "All three of them have, in their lives, felt alone and abandoned. They've told me that. Above everything else, they don't want to feel that again. They want someone to pay attention to them, someone to want them. It sounds like you're in a similar position. Is that close to what you're saying?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying." Penny answered, "They put Ben in charge of me, and I felt like my parents abandoned me. My mother and father stopped monitoring what I was doing; it was Ben's job now. If he would have cared about me, I may have felt different. All Ben cared about was himself; he enjoyed spanking and whipping me, and that's all he did. I could tell his discipline was never about me, it was about his desires. I felt alone, like no one cared. I tried to talk to my parents, but my mother told me it was my father's decision, and all he said was I would have to talk to Ben. Everyone just gave up and left me. The physical abuse was bad, but being left alone was worse."
"Damn Penny, I'm sorry." I told her, "I didn't know it was that bad for you."
I reached over and hugged her. She just laid her head on my shoulder and sat there, hugging me back. After a few minutes of sitting like that, I spoke up. "Not to ruin the moment, but getting back to my question: do you want your room, or sleep with us?"