Standing I snapped my fingers and had Chyna follow me up the stairs to her apartment. Heading into her bedroom, I see on the bed a tiny micro skirt, black a triangle bikini top and black stiletto heels.
"I like how you think slut, this would have been okay 45 minutes ago, but why don't you show me a short dress. Something that covers you from your breasts to say 3 ish inches below your pussy."
"Yes, Master, will this do," she asked as she pulled a tube looking dress out of her closet.
"Pull out three or four for me... " Which she dutifully did, I took my time and pick a light green mini dress that was revealing but not overly so.
"When you are dressed, bring your hairbrush and comb out here." Less than five minutes later she was kneeling at my feet while I combed her hair out. More than once she attempted to speak. The first time I just shushed her, the second time she got a light tap on the ear with the comb and she didn't need a third time.
On the drive home I opened up to Chyna getting serious with her about where things were going. "Okay, time for more honesty. This was a lot more than I imagined or dreamed of. When Uncle Ed died, it was a shock. He was like... A brother almost, well an older brother. Okay a older crazy lunatic, you get the picture. But that, then getting here and learning about you and your mom Sara and Chloe. Chloe, your half sister, my second cousin...."
*sigh*
"The company is doing really well, with the house and the land and the company, I think I can safely say I am rich enough. That and more pussy than I literally know what to do with." As I was saying these last words we made one of the last turns to get home.
"Before today, when was the last time you saw your mom?"
"Long time Master, I don't even remember"
"And Chloe?"
".... I don't know ...," she whispered. Something told me that was an outright lie, but I left it alone for the moment.
"Well as you saw on the video, for the moment Sara is living here with me, Chloe is being stored in the basement, I haven't decided what to do with her yet. Every time I think up a plan for her something comes up."
"Master, can I ask you a question?"
"Of course, what's up?"
"Do you have a plan for me?"
"What I should do is, to ask you what you want. My plan, is to keep you as my personal slave and slut. Pretty much everything that you were doing in the office, you will be doing 24/7. If you and your mom get along, we will find a place for her. Can she cook do you know?"
"Maybe but not better than me," she said with pride and more than a little arrogance.
I laughed at her response then glanced over to her, "How does my plan for you sound?"
"Perfect, thank you Master. Perfect."
Perfect indeed I thought to myself. We rounded the corner and pulled up to the house. Getting out of the car I led her inside and told her to remain dressed until I told her otherwise. Looking around I could hear Chloes screaming from downstairs, looking at my watch yep it was about that time.
Sara didn't hear me when we descend the steps and jumped back in shock when she finally realized we were there. Sara was wearing one of my shirts and I wonder if I ever told her that she would be nude at all times in this house. Either way she is getting a spanking. The entire basement stinks of Sara's success, and she seemed rather proud of herself.
"How many times did she cum today?"
"Never Master, not once," she proudly stated. "Chy.... " The two of them stare at each other as Sara finally notices Chyna. Sara reached for Chyna, they embraced each other and I let them have a moment. While they are saying hello I wandered over to in front of Chloe where I raised a straw to her lips. She sucked down whatever is in the cup and looked at me with eyes barely able to focus. Before I untied her wrists and ankles, I located a collar for her and put it on. Then I picked her up and lowered her to her knees.
She looked up at me and whispered, "Please, please, can I please have your cock, I need it so bad..."
"Not yet..." I said and cuffed her wrists to her collar behind her head. "Slaves come, lets have a chat."
Chyna and Sara walked hand in hand and both knelt next to Chloe. Sara's light brown features, Chyna's nearly the same. They could be sisters. Then Chloe, no resemblance at all.
"Chyna, you come here, you know your place" I said as I motioned to her. Then when she approached I spread my legs and guided her to her knees between them. "Little girl you are always at my side you understand?"
"Yes Daddy," she said as she possessively hugged my leg.
"Ok, now that I am getting a firmer grasp on what's going on around here, I just thought that we should all have a talk and get on the same page. Chyna here is going to be my permanent all around slave, pleasure, sex, domestic, whatever any and all. Her head is in the right place, she is the most beautiful of all of you and I honestly find her the most enjoyable to have around."
"Sara, you can't compete with either of these two physically. You just can't. You have a nice enough body, pretty enough face, but in this crowd you come in dead last. But your heart and head is in the right place so that counts for a lot. I didn't tour the house yet, but it looks a whole hell of alot better. So my thoughts for you are maid / housekeeper / groundskeeper / whatever. And yes whatever includes whatever erotic thing I want you to do. You are free to leave whenever as well."
"Chloe, fine as hell, sexy to no end. Shitting fucking attitude. Period. Because of that I have no use for you and no idea what to do with you. I was going to slut you around but that was Ed's game, that isn't my style. Ed built stables for boarding so I assume he had some contacts. I have thought that maybe I could sell / trade / just plainly give you away just to get rid of you. Or I could keep you as a pet, something for Sara to take care of. You are of course not quite as free to leave, I have thought of digging a ditch and dropping you in it, *sigh* what the fuck am I going to do with you? Thank goodness its Friday...."
"Sara, back to you, first question, why are you wearing clothes?"
"Master I'm sorry, " she said as she slipped out of the shirt she was wearing.
"Remind me to give you a spanking of 20 strikes with a wooden paddle tonight before I go to bed."