"Oh, my," said Heather. "This is all so sudden."
"I understand, pet," said Jane soothingly. "I will give you all the time you need. But in the meantime, may I see what I am acquiring?"
"Oh, my," blushed Heather as she heard Jane's question. Her head was spinning. And being referred to as little one and pet had sent a wave of arousal through her body. Without thinking, she stood up and turned to face Jane.
Jane patted Faith's upper arm. "Go unwrap her, pet."
Heather's blush intensified at the words. She saw Faith gracefully rise to her feet and then trembled slightly as the girl approached her. She watched Faith's hands reach out and unbuckle the belt around her waist and then saw Faith move behind her. Gooseflesh formed down her arms as she felt Faith unzipping the back of her dress and then blushed again as the straps to her dress were pushed off her shoulders. The dress slid down her slender body to puddle at her feet, leaving her wearing only her bra, panties and heels.
The bra was next. Faith unhooked it and then slid the straps off of the elegant shoulders. Jane smiled as she saw the beautiful pendulous orbs coming into view. They were every bit as full and firm as she had hoped for and they were delightfully capped with dark, stiffened nipples. Finally, Faith knelt and slid down the panties, helping Heather to step out of them and the dress.
"You can leave the heels on, pet," instructed Jane. "But you won't be needing your clothes any longer."
"Yes, Mistress," replied Faith. She quickly shed her clothes and stood to the side as she saw her aunt arise and move toward the other naked woman.
"My, my" smiled Jane as she stood in front of Heather. "Look at what we have here. Even more beautiful than I thought."
"Thank you, Mistress," blushed Heather as she cast her eyes downward.
"I'm not your mistress yet," responded Jane. She reached out and tucked Heather's long black hair back, letting it drape down the woman's back and expose the ripe breasts. Faith was in awe of the scene she was watching. Once again, in the span of just a few days, she was witnessing the claiming of a slave and, once again, there was no sign of protest or resistance. She found it remarkable that women would allow that to be done to themselves. And she found it even more remarkable that women could and would enslave other women.
"But soon," Jane continued. She leaned forward and kissed Heather's lips. It was not really a sign of affection. It was more of a test to see how the soon-to-be slave would react. And she passed the test with flying colors. Heather closed her eyes and parted her lips, sighing softly at the tender touch.
Jane placed her hands on Heather's shoulders and looked into her eyes. "If we do this, I will expect you to take it seriously. If we do this, you will belong to me."
"Yes, Mistress," Heather repeated.
"Okay, I'm your mistress for today," Jane said. "And then you can go away and think about it. When you return, you can give yourself to me if you choose."
"Yes, Mistress. But I think I already know the answer," Heather replied. "I want this. I know I do. I haven't felt like this in over eight years. I want to be yours."
"What about your husband?"
"He is gone until Thursday, Mistress. I could be yours until then and will return whenever you let me."
Jane leaned forward and kissed Heather again. This time, Heather threw her arms around Jane, hugging her and holding onto her as if her life depended on it. Faith was even more amazed now. Not only was this woman allowing herself to be captured, she was practically begging for it.
"Won't it bother you that Kim sees you like this?" asked Jane.
"Yes," replied Heather. "It will bother me. But it just feels so right. She'll have to get used to the idea of her mother being a slave."
"Let's go tell her, then," said Jane, thinking that this would shock Heather into taking the time to think this through.
"Yes, Mistress."
Faith's eyes flew wide open at this most recent exchange. She knew that the girls were out in the barn and figured that Kim was already stripped naked. What would happen when mother and daughter realized that they were both slavegirls?
"Come girls," instructed Jane as she turned and started walking toward the door.
"You want me to go naked?" asked Heather.
"Of course," replied Jane. I keep all of my girls naked." She turned back toward the door and Faith and Heather followed her out to the barn.
"Oh gawd!" croaked Kim when she saw her mother step into the barn.
"Oh wow," gasped Heather as she saw her daughter. As Faith had predicted, Kim was naked but for the harness that Linny was just finishing tightening. Cinny had just clamped a bell to one nipple and was toying with the other one to stiffen it so she could place a clamp on it also.
"Oooo!" squealed Cinny as Jane led her two girls deeper into the barn. "Do we have another pony?"
Jane smiled at her enthusiastic daughter. "We'll see. I haven't yet decided what kind of slave she will be."
"My mom's a slave?" asked Kim incredulously. "How long has this been going on?"
Jane laughed. "Oh, about fifteen minutes. But she's actually not my slave. Yet. She's just trying it out today. Harness her up, girls. You can take care of today's training."
"Oooo!" Cinny and Linny squealed in unison. Cinny quickly clamped Kim's second nipple, causing her to squeak and then walked over to where her mother was standing with Kim's mother.
"I've never had an adult slavegirl," she said. "This will be lots of fun."
"No marks," warned Jane. "But you can punish her if she misbehaves." With that, she turned to the door and walked out of the barn. "Come, Faith."
"Let me see what I have to work with," Cinny said as she walked slowly around the older woman. "These are very nice." She reached out and grasped the two full breasts roughly. Heather had her head turned, watching her new mistress walking with Faith toward the house and gasped as the fingers dug into her tender breasts.
"Ouch!" she exclaimed as she backed away.
"Where do you think you're going, pony?" asked Cinny as she dug her fingers deeper into the yielding flesh. Heather whimpered as the pain coursed through her chest but obediently stopped trying to escape. Cinny released her grip on the beautiful orbs and leaned down, kissing each nipple. "Good girl."
Kim was bug-eyed at the sight. Here was a girl younger than she was who was treating her stepmother as a slave. And her mom was putting up with it! She couldn't believe it.
And Kim was still getting over the fact that her mom was naked. She had seen her mother naked many times in the past but had never quite seen her in this light. Before, she had been a pretty mom. Now, Kim realized just how beautiful her mother was. She wasn't sure that she liked the idea of her mom seeing her like this but she loved being able to see her mom as an exotic slavegirl. She wondered what it would be like to have her mother as a slave sister.
Cinny led Heather over to Kim, causing both slavegirls to blush. Then Linny started the task of fitting one of the harnesses to the new slave. Kim and Heather just looked at each other and blushed as Linny fitted the straps around the large breasts, causing them to bulge even more than Faith's or Kim's had. "We might need a bigger harness for this one. I don't think she should wear this all day."
"Well, let's start her in it," replied Cinny. "We can take it off in a bit and train her naked. I can't wait to see those bouncing."
Both slaves were fitted with armbinders. Kim slipped easily into hers. Heather was not quite as limber, though, so it took both of the twins to struggle it onto the older slave, causing Heather's shoulders to be drawn back painfully. Bits and bridles and tails completed the outfits and then the slaves were led outside.