"I almost feel sorry for Geri," Lenore offered, to my surprise. "She is a product of her upbringing. Yes, an entitled little bitch raised by an entitled cruel older bitch. I wonder if we can reshape her thinking? Probably not. Not totally and not for a long time, if ever. You see how Robin and Marianne emulate their parents. Guess we are all products of our raising."
I sat quietly and let Lenore talk. "Geri was very selective of her targets." Lenore said. "Only the younger girls clothing was involved. I'm sure she sees them as weaker, inferior, or at least not in a position to fight back. Just like her mother does. It is almost as if she sees it as her right to dominate anybody of lesser status."
"Looking back as an adult, I understand Mom had little choice in what she did. I was out of hand." Lenore continued. "I remained a child even into my twenties. I'd rebel a bit and then get upset and feel sorry for myself when Mom took me down. I hated the humiliation but at the same time, in some ways, sought it. I needed that control so much, I think I'd act out a bit just so she would take charge. Damn, I am fucked up. But I am getting better," she added. "Seeing Dee drop her pants so quickly was a bit of a revelation. I had no idea she was subject to spanking like me."
I told Lenore what Dee said about me looking and how it was part of the punishment. Lenore giggled. "Well, you could not see it from your angle, but when she bent over to give you the beer, the crotch of her panties had a visible wet spot. She did not enjoy her punishment at all but her body responded sexually to the humiliation."
I left Lenore to her reflections and went to my office and pulled out a paper from my back pocket. I entered the phone numbers of the cell phones I'd just added to my account into a program. I changed some settings so Geri's phone calls and texts would be recorded to my private server.
As I left, I encountered Kat and Lori walking down the hall carrying cleaning supplies. They'd apparently been assigned to clean bathrooms. I beckoned them into my office. I handed them their cell phones. "Your cell phones are now on my account. I have a little task for one of you." I held up Geri's cell. "This phone's call and text history has been wiped. I want you recover the last three or four days, if you can. I'd like as much of as you can get, not just the logs."
"Oh, come on Boss! Or do we have to call you Bas?" Kat said with grin. "Sonya and Charlene say Boss. But anyway, if you want to test us, give us something difficult. We all know that even if the phone was reformatted, those texts are kept on a server somewhere, but not the full calls. Do you want to see ours too or just Geri's?" I grinned and told them just Geri's. "Okay, ours are not interesting except for where we talked to a couple idiots about helping us get into the dealership parking lot. Well, we did order some tasty pizzas. The store we used might be something to note down if you ever buy takeout."
"Can I use my laptop and programs or do I do it cold using your computer?" Lori asked.
"I mainly want the text files." I said. "And just for kicks, do it cold using this one. Access to my own programs is restricted." Lori grinned and said that was not a problem. She took my chair and set to work.
"Make you a deal, Boss." Kat said. "If we can crack the phone, we get to join you in bed tonight. When we heard who it was who bought us, we about wet our panties. You have been our idol. Some girls have movie stars or rock stars they fantasize about. You were it for us." I began to laugh.
"Seriously." Kat said. "We know every detail of your life that has ever been published. Lori and I were roommates since sophomore year. We dreamed of being like you, a master programmer. We thought our dreams went into the toilet when we got enslaved, but when Lisa told us who you were the other night we about freaked."
"We thought she was bullshitting us." Lori said over her shoulder as she sat typing away. "Later, when we found out it was true, we about had a fit. It was a dream come true. Don't get me wrong. We do not want to be slaves, but this is like hitting the lottery for us. We get to live and work with our idol. We'll do ANYTHING for you. Just tell us what you want."
I was more than a little flattered. To have two pretty girls like this suddenly express those feelings also flustered me. I told them I appreciated their opinion (which I realized as soon as the words left my mouth was a lame thing to say). Then I said I looked forward to a long relationship and I would keep them by my side. "And in your bed too, I hope." Kat said suggestively. I had to admit Lenore controlled that part of my life. Both girls laughed and said that's what they'd been told.
"Here it is boss." Lori said triumphantly. " A couple texts from last night, and a few more from today. Nothing for a week before that."
I read the texts. From last night: "Mom, you gotta get me out of here like you promised. Bas turned me over to his nephew. You wouldn't believe what he did to me. He screwed me. I knew he would, BUT he made me suck him afterwards. Gross. Had this other girl lick me down there, too!"
In answer, Lana had texted. "Enjoy the sex, baby. Just try to imagine you are the one deciding what it is you do. Make it work for YOU. Careful texting me. Don't get caught."
The next text from Geri was after breakfast this morning. "Richard (nephew) did it again. Made me suck his gross dick after sex. Bitches here show me no respect! You gotta get me out!"
Lana's answer: "Working on it. Hang tight. Sometimes you need to teach a bitch her place but be careful." Then she added. "Make sure you delete texts after reading."
I thanked Lori who grinned. "Easy peasy, Boss. I just pulled up a little program that is in the public domain. Well, you gotta know where to look, of course. I'm betting you got all kinds of cool programs on this server. We'd love to take a look, sometime," she added hopefully.
"Maybe someday." I said. "I'm a little puzzled. You two seem to be adjusting to being slaves unusually fast. You almost seem chipper. I know it is not just because I own you."
Both girls' faces clouded. Kat said, "Oh, we cried like babies when we were convicted. We knew we were hosed. Our biggest fear was not how we'd be treated but that we'd be separated. I told you we've been roomates since sophomore year, but it is more than that. We've been like sisters. We even come from similar backgrounds."
"Neither of our Moms made good choices as far as men were concerned if you get my drift so we both have major trust issues with guys. We both became gamers as kids to escape our sucky lives. That allowed us to be who we wanted, you know, play a role without putting our real selves out there. It was a natural progression to study computers and when we met it was like finding a sister for both of us." Lori said.
"And, no we are not gay." Kat said. "The first time either of us had sex with another woman was last night. We didn't date much either. Those trust issues kept us from getting close to any guy. Well, we both experimented with sex so we aren't virgins, but only a couple times. We dared each other to get laid the first time. We did wear out several vibrators though," she added, giggling.
"So what about those guys who helped you steal those cars?" I asked.
"We met them at the student center. They told us where they worked part time detailing cars. That got us thinking about cracking the code on those electric cars. They are reputed to have really tight encryption. To get the guys to help us, we made a bet with them that if we could not get into the cars, we'd blow them and let them screw us." Lori said. I asked if they were that sure of themselves. "Yeah. We are good. We worked each other up for the challenge, saying if we couldn't do the job, we deserved to get used like sluts as the penalty."
"Being a slut who lets herself be used is the ultimate in lows for us." Kat said solemnly. "We have our mothers to thank for that." I was puzzled and asked why they would risk that, or slavery if they got caught. "We had to prove ourselves. It was one Hell of a pass/fail test of our abilities. We were just gonna crack the cars and leave. Then we'd come back later and tell the manufacturer and trade magazines what we did. We figured it would push us right up front for great jobs after graduation. It all went to shit when the cops showed and the guys panicked and crashed the cars. We did not know about the hard drugs the guys had. We all smoked a little weed before we went."
"But you are slaves, now." I pointed out.
"Yeah, but we succeeded in breaking past the firewalls and encryption." Lori said with a smile. "That counts for something. We at least got the ego boost."
