"Have they been bad girls?" asked Jane as she approached.
"Yes, Mom," replied Linny. "They were lazy ponies this morning."
"Aww," said Jane as she stepped up to Kim. She kissed the teenager and cupped the girl's sex, finding it steamy. Her other hand stroked the girl's left breast with the backs of her fingers. "Is that true, girl? Were you a lazy pony?"
"No, Mistress," gasped Kim quickly. She felt Jane's fingers insinuating themselves into her sex and moaned before continuing. "I'm just exhausted. They ran us ragged yesterday and then kept us up all night having sex."
"It's true, Mistress," added Faith. "We pulled the cart for hours and haven't slept a wink."
Jane turned to her daughters and frowned. "You aren't taking very good of your property; or mine. And you know that Faith has to drive home today."
"But Mom," whined Cinny. "It was our last chance to play with Faith. And with school starting tomorrow, we won't be able to play with Kimmy very often."
"I'm sure that you will be able to play with Kim every weekend. And who knows? Maybe Faith will return someday. Now let them down so they can go take a nap."
Reluctantly, the twins released their prisoners and Faith and Kim returned to the house. "Don't you two have some things you need to get ready for school tomorrow? Go take care of them."
"Yes, Mother," they sighed in unison. The twins left and Jane and Heather went for a walk through the property. At first, it felt strange to be walking naked through the fields but Heather quickly adjusted and, after ten minutes or so, she didn't think twice about her nudity.
"What does Kim think about being owned by the twins?" Jane asked as they strolled together arm in arm.
"It's not clear. It came as kind of a shock to her. And seeing me as a slave almost pushed her over the edge."
"It did happen pretty fast," commented Jane. "I'll have to talk to the girls to make sure they stop capturing girls so quickly."
"She does say that she finds it exciting," said Heather. "I think that deep down inside, she likes being a slave. I think she's still adjusting to that and getting used to the fact that her owners are two years younger than her."
"Yeah, they are pretty young to be owning girls," said Jane. "But they do have good taste in slaves. Just like their mother. Kim is a beautiful girl."
"Thank you," replied Heather. "Yes, she is lovely; even lovelier as a slave. She may be conflicted but she positively glows when she is in the hands of your daughters who, by the way, are beautiful themselves."
"Thank you," smiled Jane. They continued to chat as the meandered around the estate and eventually made it back to the house. Jane led Heather upstairs where she checked on the twins. They were dutifully organizing their notebooks and stuffing things into their backpacks in preparation for school.
They wandered down the hall to the guest room and found two sleeping beauties. Kim and Faith were lying naked on top of the bed, apparently too exhausted to even pull the covers down. Their arms were wrapped around each other and they were lying on their sides, facing one another. Kim had one of Faith's nipples in her mouth and occasionally her cheeks would hollow, indicating that she was sucking on the nipple. Faith had her face buried in Kim's luxurious blonde mane.
"Don't they look cute?" asked Jane.
"They look like two little angels," agreed Heather.
Jane led Heather to the master bedroom where they slowly made love to one another until they too fell asleep in one another's arms with Heather suckling on Jane's nipple and Jane's face buried in the lush raven mane. Faith slept through the night and returned home on Monday instead of Sunday as she had planned.
Chapter 23
Faith returned home to prepare for college. She was only there a week but it turned out to be quite eventful. Jill was not finished being her daughter's mistress and she picked up where she left off. Faith may have changed homes, but nothing else about her life changed. Once again, she was naked and spent quite a bit of time kneeling.
Jill had told her husband about how Faith had spent her summer, so he was not surprised when he came home early to find his naked daughter setting the table. Faith, on the other hand, was shocked. She shrieked and ran upstairs, using her hands to protect her modesty as best she could.
A few minutes later, Jill returned, bringing Faith back downstairs with her. Faith was wearing a collar and Jill tugged her along with a leash. Faith also had her wrists cuffed behind her back and was blushing furiously.
"She's a little skittish," Jill said as they met Jack in the living room. "But isn't she beautiful?"
"Oh yes," agreed Jack. "She's delightful." Then he looked at Faith who was blushing furiously. "I hear that you had an interesting summer. Do tell me all about it."
Faith's blush deepened as she heard the words. Apparently he knew all about how she had been enslaved and used. "Yes, Dad. It was interesting; different."
"I can't wait to hear all about it. Come sit with me and tell." He sat down in an upholstered chair and patted his lap. Faith groaned. She had not sat in his lap for years and certainly never while she was naked. In fact, she had never even been seen by him naked since she was a baby.
Faith glanced at her mother who only nodded encouragingly. Faith groaned again but then reluctantly stepped forward. Jack reached out and pulled his daughter into his lap, adjusting her bound arms to make her as comfortable as possible. Faith's blush intensified and she felt mortified.
"Your mother says that she told you about our occasionally playing with other couples; or with just one of them if the spouse is unable to attend. I always love it when another girl can share our bed."
"Yes, Father," was all that Faith said. She had her eyes cast down to try to avoid making eye contact.
"I'm looking forward to having you share our bed. You'll be our first slavegirl. Well, you'll be my first slavegirl. I know your mother has enjoyed some, including you, in the past."
"Yes, Father," she repeated. She watched in shock as her father's hand slowly glided up her right leg. She had thought that nothing could ever surprise her again after all that she had been through during the summer, but she was wrong. The hand kept climbing her thigh until it reached the top and rested on her mound. She was beyond surprised or shocked. She was incredulous.
"Your mother didn't do you justice," he continued as his fingers started stroking her petals. She silently cursed herself for being so wet. She was sure that she must have seemed like some kind of wanton slut to her dad. "She told me how beautiful your body was. But it goes far beyond beautiful."
Jack raised his glistening finger to Faith's lips. "Clean it for me."
Faith closed her eyes as she obediently parted her lips tasting her juices as he rubbed his finger on her tongue. He moved his finger slowly in and out between her lips, almost as if it were fucking her mouth. The shame that she felt was intense.
He withdrew his finger and she tentatively opened her eyes, just in time to see his hand claim her left breast. Again, she was mortified at what was happening to her and couldn't believe that it was occurring. It must be some kind of nightmare!
Jill was loving the scene. She was into anything humiliating and she could tell that her beautiful daughter was intensely humiliated. The deep blush and furrowed brow and the closing of the eyes all told her that Faith was dying a thousand deaths inside. It was simply delicious. She had talked to Jack ahead of time and they had worked out a plan together. She expected that she would have to convince him to keep Faith as a slave but he readily agreed.