Richard and Brenda were back in time for supper. Brenda came into the kitchen carrying a covered glass casserole dish that hinted of green beans and mushrooms, one of my all-time favorites. Putting the dish on the counter she went over to ask Sonya how she could help. Sonya said she had it handled and thanked her for offering. I heard a male voice laughing from the living room. I guessed Marianne had just told Richard about having to 'kiss' Rene and Carol.
Even thinking that her distress having to submit to another woman sexually was amusing would not have been good for Richard a few weeks ago. Laughing at it might have even cost him. Now he was in the driver's seat. He had listened and talked to Derek's slaves today. I'm sure he was beginning to form a different opinion of slavery. Or at least the treatment of slaves.
At dinner I asked the girls who stayed home if they got any productive studying done. Marianne shrugged but the four college students claimed they got a lot accomplished. They had finals starting mid-week and extending into the following week. After that, Christmas break would begin. Robin asked about my coming to the university to sign for the slave tuition program the state offered. I asked her if it wasn't too late for next semester. She shook her head. "It is different from regular financial aid where you have to apply early. In fact, they won't finalize it until we have a passing grade for this semester. There is a history where slaves miss class or can't study enough and they fail. So the university waits until the end of the semester to make sure we'll be successful. We already signed up for our classes next semester. We did that before we got collared."
"We're still going to let you three have only one car between you. Who drives each day depends on your class schedule. We might have to change that later, for now that is how we planned it." Lenore said. She had obviously been thinking about the details. I had not. While normally a detail man, I had not even thought about next semester. I noticed she included me in that 'we planned it'. "Marianne, you will ride to school with Richard. Your car will be alternative transportation for the household. I have bought two new cars as well. Sonya and I have been commuting together but that is inconvenient for both of us. She will have her own transportation. We'll have a car for Charlene and Beth to either run errands or if they get a job, they'll be able to get there unless they work with Sonya." Both women frowned. "You know if you don't have a job, you will have a list of tasks around here." Lenore said, warning them.
I told Sonya she had the choice of bedrooms. She could stay where she had a connecting bathroom with a roommate or sleep alone in the new bed. She said for tonight she wanted to sleep in my old office. She'd been doing some thinking about room assignments but not enough to even run it by me. That got a general reaction of increased tension around the table. "I have that spare bedroom, too, Bas." Brenda offered. I thanked her and said we had a lot of logistics to work out if we combined the two households. She grinned and winked at Lenore.
Brenda helped clean up after supper. I asked Lenore to go to my new office with me. "What was the wink and grin about?" I asked.
"I think Brenda is seriously wanting to sign up as an uncollared slave." Lenore said. "I heard her talking to Sarah and I know Ginger and Bev's names were mentioned. Maybe Bonnie's, but I'm not sure. Bas, you remember Bonnie is Wanda's daughter. She was an unofficial slave for a time too. Now she lives in town."
I set to work on the program I was revising for Darren, my electronics man. It did not take long before I was satisfied. I walked into my bedroom, to find a naked Brenda lying on the end of the bed, her face nestled between Lenore's legs. Lenore was obviously enjoying the sensations. Her hand shot down to grab Brenda's hair to hold her in place when Brenda began to get up, surprised at my entry. "Not until you finish, slut." Lenore ordered and smiled at me. I'm guessing having me watch aroused Lenore enough she came within a minute. She held Brenda's face in her pussy until she shuddered a few more times. "Okay, on your knees, legs spread, tits out, hands behind your back. Let's show Bas everything you have to offer." she ordered.
Brenda blushed as she quickly obeyed. Her slight smile told me she was excited to do so. I'd seen her in swim suits so knew she had a lean, toned body, but this was my first time seeing her nude. She noticed I was looking at her hairless pubic area. "Like it?" she asked with a throaty giggle. "They told me at the Hacienda that ALL slaves have to be hairless, collared or uncollared. So I shaved when we got home." I asked her if she really wanted to be an uncollared slave. "Yes, Sir!" she said. "If you will have me. I'll be at your beck and call any time you want me. Uhh, and Lenore's too, of course!"
"I told her she'd have to be a three hole slut." Lenore said with a grin. Brenda shuddered. I wondered if with fear or arousal or both."Get your clothes off Bas. I want her to suck your cock a little before and after you fuck her. Then I'll give her my next orders." I stripped. I remembered not long ago when I'd briefly get aroused seeing Brenda because she so resembled my late wife, then be turned off by the guilt. Now I was a different man. Was I thinking of women in general as toys? Or just slaves? I certainly did not feel that way about Lenore. I considered her a full partner, perhaps even my future wife.
Brenda did not hesitate to drop to her knees on the floor and take me into her mouth. She sucked and bobbed like a pro. I knew she had not dated for a while. I imagined her sex life was restricted to her vibrator or her fingers. Richard had kept her on a short leash while she was in the Program. Lenore ordered her onto her back with her ass on the end of the bed.
"Pull your legs up." Lenore grabbed her ankles and put Brenda's lower legs under her arms, folding the woman in half as she straddled the supine woman's face. "Fuck her, Bas. Brenda, lick my pussy." I stepped forward and pressed my cock to the offered hole and pushed. Brenda was dripping wet but surprisingly tight. I pulled back and then sunk myself all the way inside with the next push. She moaned loudly. Lenore leaned forward and kissed me sensually. "Fuck the piss out of her, Bas." Lenore ordered in a low voice. Louder, Lenore said, "Make her squeal. If you want, stick it up her ass. Show her who is boss!" She grinned and whispered, "I have a towel on the bed you can put under her on floor if you do. I'd love to listen to the slut holler as you ream her butt. She's only had anal a few times and that was long ago. I lubed her up back there real well so she could surrender her ass for you, but didn't stretch her out. I want her to feel it like a slave girl should." Lenore's eyes were dilated. I could tell she was on the verge of cumming and sure enough she did within a few seconds. She humped back and forth and settled back down so Brenda could continue licking her. I almost came watching. Lenore orgasmed a second time. "Put it up her butt, Bas. Just pull out of her cunt and cram it it in. Cum up her ass!" Lenore urged. I reached over and grabbed the towel and dropped it on the floor. Lenore beamed and nodded. She came again. Brenda began to orgasm herself. I could feel the contractions of her pussy.
