"Oh god," said Meredith as she shuddered.
Alana watched in awe as another woman who she had known for only a day had become enslaved right before her eyes. And there had been no resistance, no struggling, no protests. She had no idea that it was so easy to enslave someone.
Alana also felt a little bit of guilt over the whole matter. She realized that she had been used as bait to trap her neighbor. She had been given her commands by her owner and had allowed herself to be used to lure Meredith.
But Meredith did not seem to mind. She seemed to be off in some kind of dream world, so maybe this was something she really wanted. Maybe this was fulfilling one of her deep dark fantasies. Alana did think that the collar looked very erotic against Meredith's pale skin. Maybe she knew how sexy and desirable slavery made her look.
Grace continued as she let her fingers glide along the lower edge of the collar, rubbing along the tender flesh, also. "That was easy, wasn't it?" she asked in a soothing voice. "No fuss. No big decisions to make. I make all of your decisions for you now. I have lifted all of your responsibilities and burdens from your shoulders."
"You only have one decision left to make and then you will be totally free. Do we include Ted?"
"Ted," whispered Meredith.
"You don't have to decide this very instant, little one," said Grace as she attached a leash to the new collar. "Let's just relax for a bit. You can think about it."
Grace led Meredith into Alana's family room since the living room walls were still wet and all of the furniture was covered. Kelly followed with a hand on Alana's bottom, propelling her forward. The two owners sat side by side on the couch. The two slaves knelt on the floor in front of them.
"How does it feel to have a slave sister?" asked Kelly as she leaned forward to lift and hold Alana's breasts. The whole scene seemed surrealistic to Alana. She couldn't even begin to imagine what her new "slave sister" was thinking.
"It feels good, Mistress," Alana replied. Hearing the woman call the teenager 'Mistress' caught Meredith by surprise and she whipped her head around to stare at Alana with wide eyes. "I like Meredith a lot."
The four women remained like this, chatting and getting to know one another better for close to an hour. Each woman on the couch demonstrated their ownership of the women on the floor by frequently fondling breasts, caressing shoulders and kissing. It seemed to have the effect of acclimating Meredith to her new status because, after a while, she stopped blushing and tensing.
Grace talked in generalities about what would be expected of the girls. She had already decided that they would have to be part-time slaves. It would be too disruptive and costly to pluck them completely out of their current lives. And she thought it might be too unwieldy to have two slaves around the house all the time. She remembered how much work the twins had been. And even with the help of Kelly, she thought it would be too much to have two slaves all the time.
Even Kelly was going to be a handful. She was brand new to being an owner of slaves. Grace would have to take some time in training her daughter in the care and feeding of girls like Alana and Meredith. So that added to her decision to make the girls part-time slaves.
She talked about their training. When she discovered that Ted would be out of town for the next week, she announced that she would try to line up some lessons with a master she knew. This caused the two kneeling girls to glance furtively at one another.
"And then there's the question of Ted," she concluded. "You will have to decide if you want him included, pet." At that point, she was rolling the hardened nipples of Meredith back and forth between her fingers.
Meredith simply nodded.
"Yes, Mistress would be an appropriate response," said Grace as she pinched the nipples hard, eliciting a yelp out of Meredith.
"Yes Mistress," replied Meredith quickly, casting her eyes down submissively.
Grace arranged to be invited to dinner the next evening so she could get to know Ted better. She wanted to find out for herself if he was dominant of submissive.
On Sunday night, Grace walked back into her own house to find her daughter watching MTV and Alana kneeling between Kelly's legs with her face buried in her crotch.
"Definitely submissive," announced Grace. "It's still up to Meredith, but if she decides that he joins us, then I'll have my first owned couple."
Chapter 9: First Day of School
On Monday afternoon, two naked girls were ushered into Grace's minivan. Kelly also came along for the ride to see how things were going to turn out. After about an hour in the car, Grace finally turned off the highway and onto a dirt road. After another ten minutes or so, she turned onto another dirt road and entered the "D bar S" ranch.
Alana looked out of the window after the car had stopped and gasped at the sight. There were naked people everywhere, or so it seemed. In actuality, there were only five naked people. There was a naked girl running in circles around a corral as a clothed man snapped a whip behind her. Another naked girl was standing upright in the middle of the yard, straddling an upright pole, which very obviously disappeared inside of her. A naked man was lashed to a pole with his arms stretched high above his head. Weights were attached to a cord that was tied around his scrotum, pulling his balls downward. And a naked girl was bound in a set of stocks with another naked man behind her plunging his erect cock in and out of her as two clothed people whipped at the exposed flesh of the two slaves.
It was like a scene out of Dante's Inferno. It was someone's vision of Hell. Alana couldn't believe that places like this really existed. And she especially couldn't believe that she had been brought here.
Grace parked and stepped out of the car. Kelly hopped out also and the two were met by a tall man. Alana and Meredith huddled together inside the minivan with no intentions of ever setting foot outside of it.
"Nice material you have there Grace," said the man as he ran his eyes up and down Kelly's body. "How do you want her trained?"
"This is my daughter, Charles," replied an amused Grace after she heard Kelly gasp. "She's not here to be trained."
"Pity," said Charles as he continued his tour around Kelly. "I'd take a personal hand in taming this one."
"Maybe some other time," replied Grace.
"Mom!" shouted Kelly, indignant that her mother would even imply that she could be brought back here for training.
"Just kidding, dear," said Grace before turning back to Charles. "I have two in the van that I want you to teach."
"Well, let's get a look at them," nodded Charles. "Then you and I can sit down and talk."
They walked back to the car and Kelly opened the door, revealing two naked girls holding one another for reassurance and visibly shaking. "Come out, girls," instructed Grace.
Reluctantly, the two slaves climbed out of the minivan and stood, still trembling. "This one is named Meredith," said Grace as she cupped Meredith's chin and tilted her face up slightly. "She's my newest catch."
Then Grace did the same with Alana. "And this is Alana. She belongs to Kelly." This caused Charles to lift his eyebrows and glance at Kelly who just smiled back with an "I told you so" look.
"Nice," observed Charles. "Very nice." He stepped in front of Meredith, prying open her mouth and running a finger over her teeth as if he were appraising a horse at auction. He squeezed each breast to check its firmness, pinched the flesh of her arms and then walked around her checking out all angles. Moving to Alana, he lifted each breast, one at a time, flicking the nipples until they got hard. Then he cupped her sex in one hand, feeling the moist heat from her arousal before taking a circular tour of her body.