Meagan's Eyes

Literotic asexstories – Meagan's Eyes by markelly,markelly
(My thanks again for Muddy for editing this for me. I realize it’s a long story and hope you can hang in there, I simply couldn’t find the right place to break it into two chapters.)

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It started out being a Tuesday, just like any other to me; my secretary putting through a call from an old friend soon changed all that. Jake never calls unless he needed something.

“I have a problem I think is more suited to your way of doing things than mine.”

Mentally I was already working out what appointments I could postpone or cancel. We fixed a time and I arranged with my secretary to clear the afternoon for me. I was at his place a little after two that afternoon. We chatted for a while, but I could tell he had something on his mind and wanted to get to the point; he was just unsure how to approach it.

“Luke, I watched how you trained Cara, even though you included some of my advice, she was pretty well ready when you handed her to me for the week.”

Again he paused and I was getting the feeling that this was new territory to him, actually asking for my help must have taken a lot of soul searching.

“I have a girl at the moment I want you to look at for me. Give me your opinion.”

That peaked my interest I had known Jake a little over five years now and he was very good at what he does, you see in our world Jake is a trainer, he teaches women the art of being a slave. He’s respected in this part of the country, Jake isn’t a slave trader, woman actually come to him for training, sometimes a Master or Mistress would call Jake and he would take on a girl for some sort of specific training but most of the time he would only agree to train a woman to be a slave if she came to him.

It was his niche in life and he enjoyed it so who was I to judge him, since I myself was a Master that had used him. I placed my cup on the table and told him he had my undivided attention. For a moment Jake thought about what to say then shrugged his shoulders and stood beckoning me to follow him, he opened the door at the end of the room and we both descended the stairs. He was just about to open the door at the bottom when he looked at me and simply said that I was to watch her eyes.

Now I knew why Jake had involved me in this, the door opened. This was my first sight of Meagan; she was in the middle of the room hanging about a foot off the floor by a harness. Jake walked in first and we stood about three feet from her. Meagan still had her back to us at the time, all she had on was a wide belt and a cuff on each wrist that attached to the belt, her arms were tied back and her whole body weight was suspended on her arms. Jake gave her ass a slap; it was the force of the blow that moved her around to face us.

Jake stopped her swing and I now came face to face with her and I have to say that if looks could kill I would have been stone dead that very instant. Meagan for her part locked her gaze on me and never seemed to blink. Jake unhooked the rope from the wall and lowered her to the ground, then the most amazing thing happened, once her toes touched the basement floor a veil seemed to drop over her eyes and they became soft almost sexual.

Once Jake undid the belt and took off the cuffs Meagan went down onto her knees and placed her hands on her legs, finally her head lowered and she stared at the floor, totally submissive.

“You see what I mean? I’ve worked on her for a month now and it’s always the same, I can’t place her anywhere her training still isn’t complete because I can’t move her beyond this point.”

“Then look on it as a failure and tell her to leave,” That was the only piece of advice I could offer at that moment.

I was watching Meagan as we talked about her, her whole body language screamed that she wanted to speak, her training kept her on the floor and silent. Jake shrugged and resigned himself to this woman being one of his few failures. I was still watching her intently her body began to shake her whole being seemed to be in turmoil, yet still her training held her silent and to the floor. By now I was starting to become curious. Telling Meagan to stand she stood two feet from both of us her eyes riveted to my chest.

Jake could sure find them, Meagan was about five foot six, jet black shoulder length hair, rather broad shoulders for a woman, her breasts must have been that middle ground between a B and C-cup, and I smiled when I thought she could easily get away with not wearing a bra. I suppose just then it was one of those, right place, right time moments. She moved fractionally and the light caught her hip at just the wrong angle. My smile faded when I spotted it. I looked at Jake.

“Ok old friend, I will do what I can with her but what if I can’t do anything?”

Jake shrugged his shoulders and sighed. “She came to me I can’t do anything with her beyond what I have, if you can’t then she leaves, none of my clients will touch her the way she is at the moment.”

He spun around and headed for the door, closing it behind him.

“Get dressed.”

Instantly Meagan rushed to the corner and with her back to me pulled on a pair of panties and a summer dress, again I smiled, I was right no bra. She quickly put her feet into sandals and grabbed her purse the whole exercise took four minutes. She followed me up the stairs and I waved goodbye to Jake, in his mind he had effectively washed his hands of her, to him she was my problem now. Out on the side walk and away from Jake’s I stopped and turned to Meagan, my hand in my jacket pocket, finding a card and pulling it out.

“First off, don’t ever play me for dumb, take this card and come by my office when you’re able to. We will talk and decide what to do.”

I jotted a few words onto the back of the card and handed it to her. Meagan’s face remained calm her eyes gave just a small glint of confusion then even they became neutral, she took the card nodded and left. I went back to work and for a week heard nothing from Meagan and to be honest I didn’t expect to.

My secretary buzzed me and came in, I was on the phone at the time so just watched her as she stood by my desk with a card in her hand. Once I finished the call I took the card, recognized it instantly and told her to show the lady in. Moments later Meagan appeared and sat across from me, we both looked at each other saying nothing until we heard the door click shut.

“I still want this; I thought Jake was the answer now it seems you are.”

I looked into her eyes; she stared back at me a hint of defiance in her eyes mixed with hope on her face. I leaned over and clicked the intercom telling my secretary to hold all my calls for the next thirty minutes. I then told Meagan to stand, she did.

“Remove your clothes and I warn you right now, if I don’t see what I expect to see then we are finished, I warned you the one and only time not to play me for dumb, let’s see if you took the hint.”

Meagan didn’t even falter, her hands went to her blouse undid the buttons and removed it, folded it and placed it on the corner of the desk, her bra followed and went on top of the blouse, her skirt followed and there it was. I told her to stop; she blushed when she knew what I was looking at.

“I don’t know how you see this before, all the time Jake worked on me he didn’t, granted his mind was often elsewhere.”

She smiled as she said it so I knew she wasn’t disrespecting him. I told her to put her clothes back on and watched her as she did, my mind still unsure that I should really be involved.

“My brother served in the same unit, I know the tattoo you have is your right of passage. You used a flesh pad to hide it from Jake because you’re still on active service.”

A deer caught in headlights couldn’t have given a better impression of Meagan just then. Her mouth opened and shut yet no sound came from her lips. She seemed to be on auto pilot as she finished getting dressed and sat back down. I thought to myself why the heck was I doing this, but the only answers I came up with were Meagan’s eyes and that tattoo.

“Your brother..!” Was all she could say before her eyes looked away and then back to my chest her whole body was in turmoil now as she suddenly realized just how exposed she had now become and suddenly figuring out she was about to give me a gift. Just one of many from now on, this one was, trust.

“I’m the brains of the family, my brother has the looks. It was my company that invented the flesh pad, I used my brother as a template and once we perfected it, his unit uses them all the time, in return I chose not to put it on the open market. I have no doubt its cost me a small fortune not to, but I also believe it also helped you folks since it’s not even known to exist.”

It took her a moment to absorb the information and said.

“I went home not long after I passed the course, Mom and I were in bikini’s by the pool Mom went crazy when she spotted the tattoo; Dad took one look and knew instantly. He has never talked to me about it and acted as interference on Mom since. Usually when I go home I use a flesh pad to cover it and told Mom I had it lasered off, Dad knows differently.”

It seems Meagan is a fast learner. I gave just a little of myself and she did exactly the same, I started to wonder if I had stumbled on the key that would open Meagan up, perhaps there was hope for her after all.

“Ok lie to me and you leave, when are you due to be posted again?”

She blushed and lowered her head slightly, “In ten days, we’re away for a year.”

Damn it, ten days wasn’t anywhere near enough time, she was asking me to be in this for the long haul I wasn’t sure I wanted to be. It was then she looked directly at me again a silent plea in her eyes. My mind started to work out a plan, perhaps it would work but the odds were so tilted against her I doubted it.

“Ok, for eight days you will live with me before you go back, if I think I can help you I will and wait a year to finish your training, however there is a ‘but’ in this. If you complete your training I will either hand you back to Jake or give you away, I have a Slave I chose not to have more than one.” I said with a sigh.

There wasn’t even hesitancy within her, instantly she smiled and nodded her agreement. I still had my doubts but she looked like she needed this so much; who was I to stop her, telling her to return at five and not to bother bringing an overnight bag. She practically skipped out of the office, shaking my head I returned to work, at five on the dot Meagan was waiting by my secretary’s desk for me to finish.

The trip home was done in silence, she already knew the rules and I would make sure I added to them when I needed to. I had chosen my house with great care five years ago and once I found what I was looking for the Realtor found herself with a rather large tip as my personal thank you. The double garage only had one working door that opened the far end section of the garage. Once my car was inside, the door closed we both got out, Meagan followed me to a door in the corner, opened it and heard her gasp as we both entered the play room.

I didn’t stop and she had to run to keep up as I walked through another door and into the kitchen. Cara was home before me today and kneeling in the middle of the kitchen floor to greet me, her smile faltered when Meagan came into view.

“You will be informed about what is going on when I deem it necessary for you to know Slave. Bring me the spare chocker.”

Cara nodded, stood and left the kitchen. I then turned to Meagan.

“This is my house therefore my rules, slaves do not wear clothes at all here, remove them and kneel.”

Meagan practically jumped out of her clothes and knelt on the kitchen floor, by now Cara had returned and stood in the doorway. I nodded; she stood behind her and fastened the chocker around her neck. I watched in fascination as Meagan’s whole demeanor changed, her chest swelled and her cheeks where now just a slight hint of red, Cara moved and knelt besides her, waiting.

“I know very little about you, for instance why did you go to Jake?”

Cara tilted her head slightly at the mention of Jake’s name. Meagan paused to organize her thoughts and then said.

“I have suppressed all thought of being a submissive for most of my adult life. Now that need has started to take on a life of its own. I’m safe doing my job and I’m very good at it, but this need seems to be self feeding and I can no longer ignore it.”

“Have you thought that it’s your job that gets in the way of you becoming a slave?”

“No Sir.”

Meagan’s cheeks took on a darker red color then as she realized what she had said and hastily continued.

“I’m third generation military. The military is my life, but I feel like I’m suffocating, I need someone to take over my life for me. Let me be told what to do on a personal level, take away my ability to think. Let my mind rest so it can recharge, all this I need and my Master can give me.”

Cara simply listened to everything. I had not asked her anything I didn’t need to, because two years ago Cara was where Meagan is now. Detective Cara Anderson and one of this city’s finest was sat at the restaurant bar were I was eating I recognized all the signs and for a moment thought better of talking to her, I even made it as far as the door before turning around, instinct took over from then on, an instinct I’ve trusted for so long now. I simply walked over and put my card on the bar in front of her. She countered by placing her badge next to it.

“My calling card is bigger than yours buddy so why don’t you fuck off and leave me in peace.”

I smiled as I watched her take another sip of her drink.

“I can help you before you have that break down. It’s going to be more difficult after it.”

Leaving with a smile on my face almost challenging those instincts of mine to be wrong, Cara came to my house a month later sat across from me placing her side arm on the coffee table between us. I laughed. Her training started a week later and we had been together ever since and to this day she is still a damned good detective.

Even on the drive back to the house I had decided that Meagan’s training should start as soon as she got here, putting it off for any length of time would shorten the already ridiculous time scale I already had: telling her to go to the play room and wait, leaving her to stand for a few minutes while I started the mind games on her. Half an hour later I walked in. Meagan stood in the center of the room her eyes focused on the mat until I came in. Standing to one side of her I said, “Do you understand what this place is?”

Meagan nodded taking a quick glance at some of the equipment and then added. “Yes, it’s called a play room. I assume I’m going to be bound and punished.”

I was a little pissed at her answer and the attitude she put on it, “You don’t have to be; you know where your clothes are, get dressed and leave.”

Instantly she looked at me, fear crept across her face as she fought to put the right words together. Her mind must have been going frantic, at that moment she watched Cara enter the play room from the mirror behind me, walk to the middle of the room and kneel. Meagan took a step back halted and then added another so she was now slightly behind Cara and knelt. I watched for a moment, Meagan had opted to say nothing. Still not happy with her comment I squatted down in front of her.

“I am going to punish you, I may even decide to hurt you, I could even chose to inflict so much pain on you that you wouldn’t sit easy for a week. All these options are open to me because you are the Slave.”

Meagan refused to look at me, her eyes bored into my chest, will power alone kept them there. I was starting to think maybe a tinge of fear of what was to come helped.

“Stand and come with me.”

Placing the belt and cuffs on the table Meagan looked long and hard at them, forgot herself for a moment and looked directly at me, a flash of fear perhaps? I wasn’t sure, she cloaked her real feelings well. As I placed the belt on Meagan, Cara was strapping a leg spreader to her ankles, by the time she had finished I had placed the cuffs on and attached them to the belt.

Beads of perspiration appeared on her forehead, Cara stood and I told her to get the ball gag, instantly she was away. Meagan stood motionless in front of me. I took a step back and looked directly at her, she was desperately anxious now and started to fidget, Cara had now returned holding the ball gag. Meagan took one look and her anxiety became worse, so I slapped her across the tits. Like lightning her eyes locked onto mine again and this time there was pure hatred in them.

Cara placed the gag on her. Meagan still looked at me like I was a bug that needed to be trodden on. Her breathing became more regular now as she fought so hard to gain back her control and then suddenly realizing who was in control. Cara took a step back as Meagan simply stared at me.

“Nod your head.”

Meagan did, her eyes still locked onto mine.

“Good now shake your head.”

Again she obeyed, not once did her gaze leave me.

“You came to me, you showed free will and stood by that. But now is the real moment of truth. Once I start I won’t stop until I choose to and no amount of begging on your part will stop me. Do you wish me to continue?”

Without even a moments hesitation she nodded, her eyes still on me, those eyes still giving away so much about herself. They had dilated already, her brain eager to tap into any sensation I would give her body, her cheeks flushed a deeper red now and I smiled realizing I was right it was interesting watching that same redness change her neck and proceed down to her chest. Meagan’s breathing had already changed to accommodate the ball gag, it took on a more rasping sound as her mind and body infused themselves to anticipate anything and everything.

Pulling on the rope I hoisted her off the ground. A small groan escaped from her as her whole body weight was now on her arms. As her body swung slightly her eyes still locked on mine, the same look on her face as when we met at Jakes. That cold stare that gave me the impression she had already killed me, but just wondering where to stash the body. I was amazed at how quickly her demeanor changed, her mind and her body were now in conflict with themselves and I knew why.

Her body desperately wanted this, her mind although felt the same need conflicted itself with her military training. It was time to work on separating both emotions as I had to do with Cara two years ago. It was time to conduct a little experiment.

I looked over to Cara, her cheeks where red and nipples bullet hard, I knew I would soon start to smell her sex, she was excited watching Meagan swing from the ceiling, her own mind already recalling the times I had her there and what I had done to her. Cara’s eyes drifted from Meagan to me, she may be turned on but she knew she also had to remain alert for my instructions. As her face again turned towards me and noticed me looking at her she took a half step forward, ready.

“Eat her until I tell you to stop.”

The sound of, “Yes Master,” just passed her lips before she was between Meagan’s legs her hands holding Meagan’s hips to keep her still as Cara buried her tongue into her pussy. The change to Meagan’s body was almost instant, her chest went totally red, both nipples fought between themselves to see which could become the hardest, her breathing became more erratic adding to the difficulty she was already having trying to breath around the ball gag.

As Cara’s tongue again penetrated her pussy lips Meagan’s body stiffened and a slow groan of pleasure came from between the ball gag and her eyes fluttered and closed. Suddenly her body stiffened, her nostrils flared and she came. Her body tried to convulse but Cara holding on tight just built up the feeling inside her and she screamed into the gag. She was relentless and gave Meagan no peace, again she plunged her mouth around her cum soaked pussy. Poor Meagan really didn’t have anywhere to hide.

Dangling off the ground and held in position by someone determined to suck out every juice that poured from her pussy she could get out of her. Again she came, and louder this time, if that was at all possible, tears trickled down Meagan’s cheeks as yet another orgasm fed off the last one and sent her body rigid again. I decided to make things more interesting, walked behind both of them picked up a jar and a vibrator moved behind Cara and tapped her legs.

As occupied as she was she instantly opened her legs and I lubed her ass, switched the vibrator on full and pushed it all the way onto her. It was Cara’s turn to moan into Meagan’s soaking pussy as the vibrator took hold and pushed an already aroused Slave towards her own orgasm. I leaned towards her the sounds she was making as she would take turns nibbling Meagan’s outer lips, only to then change tactic and suck her clit into her mouth letting suction hold her clit as she would gently pull away from Meagan’s body, knowing that a fresh flood of juices would rapidly follow, was so erotic.

My own senses now flooded with different images and smells. I almost forgot why I was this close to her my mind now so preoccupied, taking a deep breath and hoping my body would forgive me when even more of those sensual smells emanating from the girls would again assault my own senses.

“Just remember Slave, you have not done enough to earn your orgasm.”

Cara released Meagan’s clit just long enough to nod her head and then a fresh assault on her pussy pushed her over the edge to another orgasm. Smiling, I went behind Meagan, picked up another vibrator and placed more lube onto my hand. By now Cara had moved her hands around Meagan’s body, grabbed hold of an ass cheek in each hand and pulled them apart, her hole fully exposed to me now.

I pushed as much lube into her as I could. Even on the high Meagan was in she sensed what was going to happen next I thought I heard just a slight whimper from her before her body regained control and pushed her close to another orgasm. Cara heard me switch on the vibrator and dug her fingers deeper into the cheeks of Meagan’s ass pulling them even further apart and her hole opened up before me.

As the vibrator slid in her she went rigid, she almost seemed to lift herself up higher in her harness. Cara must have anticipated this because her mouth went with her, as she came down the vibrator sank all the way in sending Meagan over the edge now and her final orgasm just ripped into her body. Cara had to let go of her ass so she could get a firmer hold as Meagan’s body lost all control and plunged her full throttle over the edge.

She let out one final scream through the gag and passed out. Instantly Cara stepped away and waited. I had to stop what I was going to do to look at Cara, her whole body was aglow, her eyes totally dilated and her chest was heaving, frantically trying to pull oxygen back into her body, she just looked like one huge erogenous zone now from the chest up she was burning red, the front of her chest was shiny from sweat and juices that must have poured out of Meagan’s pussy.

“Cara…”

There was no response.

“Cara look at me.”

Slowly, almost mechanically her head lifted slightly and she looked towards me, there was a glaze over her eyes. She had already turned her attention to the battle that ragged within her own body, fending off her orgasm. Her body gave her away, I watched as she clenched her hands and she winced. I knew what she was doing and I felt for her, she had dug her nails into her palms hoping to distract her body from the sensations the vibrator was giving her, anything to bide for time.

“I’m going to take Meagan down now. Your help was appreciated. There is one final test for you, show me how much you enjoyed yourself. You now have my permission to cum my dear slave.”

What happened next took even me by surprise, Cara nodded and smiled, her body gave a little jolt as her attention was distracted by listening to me her body snuck in a mini orgasm. She walked behind the now limp Meagan and pulled the vibrator out of her ass, sat on the floor opened her mouth and stuck as much of the vibrator in as she could, closed her lips and pulled it out of her mouth. Lifted her knees and with both hands now on the base of the vibrator proceeded to pound it in and out of her own pussy.

Leaving Cara to her own devices I lowered Meagan to the floor undid the rope and removed the wrist straps and belt, it was then Cara screamed out her own orgasm and slumped sideways on the floor her body now ravaged by its own release she curled into a fetal position gasping for air occasionally shuddering as yet another mini orgasm would pass through her. Squatting next to her I pulled both vibrators out of her, a small animal type groan escaped her lips as the one in her ass came away from her body and I waited for her to calm down.

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Sending Cara ahead of me so she could pull the covers off the guest bed, I lowered Meagan onto the bed, looked over to where Cara was standing and said.

“Stay with her tonight, your shift starts at nine tomorrow, be up no later than seven, the next couple of days will be difficult for her just as they were for you, at least you can help her over that.”

She nodded and climbed onto the bed and knelt facing her, waiting. I left and returned to the den. One of the features I liked about this house when I was given the guided tour was that it had a nanny surveillance system fitted into it by the previous owners, although I knew the system worked I had never had a need for it, thinking that maybe I had now found a use I switched it on and went back to doing some work.

Meagan woke a few minutes later. Cara came into focus still kneeling at the end of the bed.

“Welcome back.”

Both of the girls smiled, Meagan went to move and her right leg cramped. Instantly Cara pushed her back onto the bed, lifted her leg onto her shoulder and began to massage her leg muscles, after a minute the tension in her calf began to fade and again her smile came back.

“You knew that was going to happen?”

“Yes of course. You’re not used to the leg spreader your body rebelled once it realized you where free of it.”

“I’ve got alot to learn about all this haven’t I?”

“If it’s inside you it will come out.”

Meagan lifted herself onto her elbows and watched Cara continue to massage her calf muscles.

“I’m not naïve. I’ve done enough research into this to know it’s for me. I need this. Are you here to talk me out of it or help me?”

The heat had risen in Cara’s cheeks and I winced. I could have stopped what was going to happen next I still had just enough time if I was quick out of my chair, but I chose to let Cara teach Meagan just as I had promised her I would. In one move Cara released Meagan’s leg and swung her right hand down onto her pubic bone, I could hear the sound of the slap from the den I didn’t need the surveillance system to hear that.

As Meagan came up to scream Cara put her hand over her mouth and pushed her back down on the bed, both girls just glared at each other for a moment before Cara removed her hand from Meagan’s mouth and assumed her kneeling position at the end of the bed.

Finally Cara said. “I am Master’s submissive, not yours so a little less attitude will go a long way. I’m here to help with your transition, refusing that offer simply means it will be a most difficult journey for you, I know this because I was you two years ago.”

Meagan gently rubbed her pubic bone, got up from the bed and knelt facing Cara.

“I’m sorry that was uncalled for, as you can tell I am still nervous. But I do want, even need this, my whole being was so happy with what we did.”

Cara remained silent, both girls simply knelt and stared at each other for sometime, it was the silence between them that made me stop working and watch the screen again, both just knelt and watched each other, eventually Cara said.

“What does your research tell you, is going to happen to you?”

The change in Meagan was almost instant and she relaxed a little telling Cara how a Master would control her life from now on and give her direction, finally she would be able to just let her mind rest, her new Master would take over that part of her when she is with him. She fully expected to be taken to parties and service other Masters and Mistresses, this she believed would take time to get used to since she had only ever had two lesbian relationships as a teenager and still experimenting, plus six men in her life.

She realized that she would slip up until she got used to this new lifestyle and expected to be punished. But once she fully got used to her new Master then she was sure things would settle down. I had dropped my pen by now, my mouth open and I assumed my jaw was resting on the desk. How Cara kept a straight face I will never know, but it took even her a few minutes to answer.

“This research you did. Where did you find all this information?”

“The internet,” Came her reply.

Cara said nothing for a moment. She just knelt on the bed digesting what had been said, finally crawling up the bed, swinging her legs between the covers and motioned Meagan to do the same. Once snuggled into bed Meagan turned to Cara and said.

“Are we going to have sex again? I enjoyed the last time and I’m not bound this time so I can return the favor.”

“No.”

“But, why not?”

“My Master has not given me permission. Goodnight Meagan.”

It was then the screen went dark as Cara turned the light off. I just sat totally stunned by what had happened and I was just a bystander, I shudder to think how Cara had managed to keep such a straight face. An hour later I had finished my work and on passing there room looked in. Both bodies were entangled together but only in sleep.

As morning poured its light into my bedroom I groaned, never being a morning person and needing at least one coffee to jump start my heart I sat up, there was a knock at the open door and Cara came in with Meagan a step behind. Cara placed the tray on the side and knelt on the bed urging Meagan to do the same, glancing at my bedside clock I turned to Cara.

“You need to get ready. You’re due at work soon.”

“We have already showered I will dress now, I wanted to make sure that Meagan understood what was required of her in the mornings.”

I nodded my head and again looked at the clock and waved Cara away. She dashed across the room and pulled open the door leading to the walk in wardrobe. We could both hear her getting ready as I drank my coffee, my attention again directed towards Meagan.

“Do not expect Cara to sleep with you again, she is my Slave and as such will be by my side, last night I left you in her care. For now you will sleep alone.”

Meagan nodded and looked over towards the wardrobe as she came out. One of my hands quickly left the coffee cup and slapped her across her tits. Meagan’s instinct was to cover herself but Cara yelling, “Don’t,” Stopped her.

She looked at me totally confused, then her eyes lowered themselves to my chest, her hands although a few inches off the bed resumed their position on her legs.

“I am sorry, I now realize my mistake. You were talking to me it was not my place to look elsewhere.”

Pleased that she had caught on so quickly, I said, “You may watch Slave now.”

Cara smiled and opened a door to the side of the walk in wardrobe. Opened the safe inside and pulled out her side arm and proceeded to load it, Meagan gasped. Her shock now total when Cara pulled out her badge and flashed it at her before placing it into her pocket.

“You’re a…”

“And you’re in the military. Don’t assume that Slaves are people with dead end jobs or no jobs at all,” I said.

Cara climbed onto the bed and kissed me then shuffled towards Meagan, kissed her and was out the door. The look on Meagan’s face still amused me and smiling I told her to go to the play room and wait for me. By the time I had showered, shaved and entered the play room she was knelt in the middle of the room waiting. I sat in front of her.

“You understand safe words?”

She nodded her head. I stayed silent waiting for a real answer.

“Yes I do, they are to protect me should I feel that what we are doing is too much for me.”

“Good. Now safe words are good and bad, my own Slave doesn’t have a safe word and hasn’t for some time, she will never have one ever again, but you are new here so therefore you will be given one for the duration of your stay, however with every safe word comes a consequence, for example should I be doing something to you that I am enjoying and you use your safe word, you would expect me to stop agreed?”

Meagan nodded her head again, this time I was prepared for her and slapped her across her tits. She winced but her hands stayed on her legs, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

“Sorry, yes, I agree.”

“I see I may have to undo some of the training Jake gave you before I can proceed. So we will start with three simple rules, your will live by them and learn from them.”

“Firstly, I own you, that body you live in is mine, you will not damage it in any way, you will look after it, if you are ill you will tell me and I will seek medical help so my body remains healthy, should you break rule one in any way I will punish you severely.”

“Secondly, obey everything instantly. If in doubt about anything, ask.

“Thirdly, if asked a question. Answer it, the only time I accept a nod of the head is when you’re already in the process of doing something I have asked you to do. Are all three rules understandable and acceptable to you?”

Meagan had a look in her eyes, almost like an acceptance of the situation. As though her mind had processed what the rules meant and it was left to her body to agree, the corners of her mouth turned upwards in a smile and warmth returned to her eyes. That soft almost sexual look returned, inwardly I knew I had to watch for this reaction more often in her, I found it very interesting.

“Yes Master I understand.”

The mental shift of power, her acceptance of the situation and calling me Master was not missed on me and I was sure that over the next few days, that one statement could well come back to haunt her. After a moment I told her to stand and we walked to a tiled section of the play room that housed the X frame, Meagan stood with her back to it and I strapped her in then tilted the frame so she was now on her back. The color in her cheeks was very noticeable now.

“Do you want a ball gag?”

She hesitated and I smiled. She was starting to learn.

“Good. I’m glad you have started to think about this. The gift of a ball gag takes away your right to a safe word so I will ask you once again; do you want a ball gag?”

“No Master.”

Again, I smiled and told Meagan what her safe word was for the day and then planned how to set about trying to drag it out of her. I pulled instruments from there racks and placed them on a trolley, most I had no intention of using but it was sure having an effect on her as she watched and then wheeled it up along side her, beads of sweat started to form along her brow.

“I’ll be back in a moment, don’t go away.”

Although she tried to suppress it I did notice a smile at my weird sense of humor. The smile faded quickly when I returned and threw a bucket of iced water over her the shock to her body was total but to her credit she did manage to hold back a scream. Two ice cubes came to a stop on her stomach while the rest of the ice and water ran off her body and onto the tiles finding there way to the drain in the far corner of the room.

Meagan had already started to tremble with the cold, her eyes now had that wanting to kill me look in them again. After I run both ice cubes over her stomach a couple of times I pulled them off and placed them on a small dish for later. Her body was trying to hold her core temperature together so had already started to shut down certain areas of her body. I lubed her pussy and ass and gently eased the biggest vibrator’s I had into her, turned them on and sat back and waited.

Her body had two jobs in hand; dealing with the cold and now the slow progress of pleasure the vibrators had started sending into her body. At first the change was subtle, her nipples already hard, now had there color back. Her stomach that had at first sent breath to her lungs to stave off shock was now passing on the pleasure waves coming from her womb. Soon the water had disappeared and the erotic red color of pleasure had started to creep through her whole body.

My patience was eventually rewarded when her first moan of pleasure escaped her mouth, the startled look in her eyes as she gave herself away and then set about trying to hide the next one was amusing. I watched her more closely now as I recognized the signs, her chest area was a total red, I could even smell her now, her hips slowly started to move, her lower body deriving so much pleasure from both intrusions into her body, the panic in her eyes. Meagan’s brow creased with anxiety when she realized that she wasn’t even sure what she was supposed to be feeling anymore.

“Please Master.”

“What is it Slave?”

Suddenly the veins in her neck became very distinctive, she gritted her teeth desperate not to make any noise, her heels dug into the X frame as her hips tried to arch but the strap across her stomach made that impossible. A tortured groan escaped her lips as she fought so hard to bring her body under control.

“Please, Master, may I cum for you?”

I didn’t even answer her, just stood and went back to the kitchen, returning moments later with another bucket of iced water, Meagan watched and both fear and understanding came to her the second I threw that one over her. The effects were immediate, this time she screamed, her body took on the restraints and failed, she shuddered desperate not to endure another ice bath but the two vibrators simply kept doing there job and no matter how hard Meagan tried to ignore them her body simply couldn’t.

The arousal process was slower now. Her core temperature had another up hill battle on its hands her whole being was indeed in turmoil now; she fought hard to fend off any feelings of pleasure, knowing that the end result would be another ice bath. No matter what she did to fend it off simply wasn’t working. It may have taken longer this time but her eyes gave away her fear, fear that the same process would repeat itself when her body pushed her close to her orgasm. Meagan’s core temperature was climbing, a sure sign that the ice water had been chased away to be replaced with arousal.

The tone of her skin now a healthy and very erotic red across the chest and neck Meagan was growing increasingly desperate. Her eyes giving away her fear as her own body started to betray her. The veins in her neck stood proud once again her hands would clench and unclench, Meagan started to fidget as her anxiety levels increased. Suddenly she gasped and her body stiffened.

“Please Master I need to cum for you.”

Again I stood; tears of despair at what was coming ran down the side of her face. Meagan didn’t see the flogger until it had landed enveloping her breasts. She screamed at the ceiling, the next blow was across her stomach. Meagan’s body was in full retreat now, her own orgasm now a thing of memory as pain replaced pleasure. Desperate to avoid another blow she tried to wriggle out of the way, a futile move and one born of desperation and at this moment in time her body was willing to try anything.

The third and final blow of the flogger landed across her pubic bone and hips. Meagan screamed again. Finally her mouth opened, our eye met and that look in her eyes sent a chill down my spine. Her body was not prepared for this, her mind may have given in to its pleasure but her eyes told me I was a dead man walking.

“Please Master I wish to!”

And then the phone rang. The one phone I have in the house that only five people have the number to and all understand that it’s to be used only in an emergency. I dropped the flogger and rushed to the den to answer it.

*******

It was late in the evening when we were both allowed to see Cara, we got to the emergency room, sat and waited, finally being given permission we entered, they had put Cara in a small alcove away from the everything that was going on, as we approached another officer looked up and then looked again at Cara said something and got up and left. She tried to move off the gurney, winced and sat back down. Meagan automatically went into sister mode asking all the relevant questions about how she was and what the doctor had said.

Cara made to sit up again and Meagan quickly stepped forward to help her. It was then the doctor came into view. Cara introduced me and the doctor relaxed.

“You’re down as the Detectives next of kin?”

I nodded and again looked at Cara, her eyes locked on my chest.

“She’s a lucky lady; the knife went in between the folds of the vest and caught her in the rip cage, twelve stitches. We did some x-rays and checked her out thoroughly no internal damage. Her vest took most of the force thankfully. She will have a scar now but other than that she will need loads of rest and no stress, at least until we take the stitches out.”

I thanked the doctor and we both walked back to the front desk to arrange another appointment for the stitches and sort out some antibiotics. Cara was allergic to one brand of anti-biotic and I had to remind the doctor before he made out a prescription. When I returned the nurse already had Cara in a wheel chair and we headed for the car. Both of us helped her out and into the house I purposefully took her into the guest room.

Cara said nothing when she sat on the bed. She wouldn’t look at me either. She knew what was coming and judging by the look on her face. Cara had resigned herself to it.

“You broke the first rule slave.”

She nodded. Meagan suddenly looked at me shocked, her mouth open ready to speak. The look I gave her, daring her to speak, to utter any word at all stopped her from making me punish her.

Still watching Meagan I held out my hand towards Cara, pulling her side arm and badge out she handed them to me. Telling Meagan to help undress her I placed everything she gave me into the safe and locked it. Once I heard that click I allowed myself to breath, a wave of relief washed over me and I had to hold onto the door for support, my head now resting against the door frame.

While I was talking to the doc he told me that half an inch both ways, and Cara could well have been in a whole different situation than the one she’s in now. Although I support her in her work one hundred percent, at times like these I desperately hated her job. Taking a deep breath I mentally got ready for what I was about to do next, stopping at the play room for a moment and then back to the guest room I dropped a butt plug onto the bed by Cara.

She waited a second thinking the lube would soon follow, when it didn’t she looked up at me; my face must have said more than I meant it to. She nodded, took a breath and winced as she moved to stand; Meagan came to her and placed her hand on Cara’s shoulder.

“Please Master, rule two states that if I don’t understand something, ask?”

My first thought was to correct her interpretation of rule two. But that unfailing instinct took over again and I simply nodded and agreed. She stood tall and looked directly at me.

“My sister broke the first rule and has damaged the body you own, is it forbidden for her sister to help.”

I had many answers in my head but the need to keep it simple screamed at me, the evening had been traumatic enough and both of us were just grateful that nothing more serious had happened to Cara.

“No,” Was my only reply to Meagan, I turned my attention back to Cara and let her know that she was to stay in the guest room until further notice, a damaged slave was of no use to me, and I left the room.

My first thought was to get some sleep. I needed to rest and think with a clear head about how to start the healing process that Cara had to go through. But my instinct led me to the den and I sat watching the nanny surveillance. Meagan was now sat next to Cara.

“I know I’m a novice but will you accept my help?”

Cara looked at her. Meagan didn’t even flinch, just held her gaze. Cara finally nodded her head.

“Tell me how to put this in you with as little pain as possible?”

“No.”

“Do you want to hurt more than you do now?”

The heat had once again risen in Cara’s cheeks, but for now she simply wasn’t capable of following her own instincts and taking the plug from Meagan and inserting it herself, she needed her and they both knew it.

“You still don’t get it do you? All this isn’t about pain. It’s never been about pain. With all your internet research you never found the one important lesson of a Slave and that is to want to obey, the need to obey my Master means more to me than my life means to him. Luke is my Master and my life, where he to say stop breathing I would.”

Cara felt she had nothing to lose now and pushed on with her argument.

“That man can make me cum simply by looking me in the eyes and telling me to. That word would barely leave his lips before my body would react and my orgasm would be just as intense as if he were in me when he said it, my body and will are his just as my mind is, because I gave it all to him willingly.”

“He knows he has this power over me and he could abuse it if ever he chose to but never has which makes me love him even more, I shake at the power he has over me, the power that could devastate me should he ever use it yet chooses not to and every morning I wake in his arms and the first and only word that comes to my mind when I open my eyes is… Yours.”

Meagan clearly wanted to say something, finally she settled on a smile and then gently helped Cara back onto the bed and then onto all fours. Now I was intrigued, leaning back into my chair and waited, I soon had the answer. While Cara had her face buried into the pillow fighting the discomfort she was in, Meagan stuck as much of the butt plug into her mouth as she could the movement of her throat giving away what her tongue was doing.

The now glistening plug was slowly pushed into Cara’s ass who then gave a low moan as it entered her totally unaware that Meagan had lubed it for her, with only the base now showing she then leaned in and kissed Cara’s ass. She jumped not expecting such a gift from Meagan and giggled into the pillow.

“Help me up you don’t have permission to do what you just did. We could get into trouble.”

With both of the girls giggling they managed to lift Cara up, Meagan went to help her sit but she refused telling Meagan that there are some important things she has to know and to do that properly they must both kneel. Any thought of me going to bed and even attempting sleep would have been futile now.

For a long time Cara just looked at Meagan, for her part Meagan held her gaze, not even ready to back down.

“Do you know where your clothes are?”

Meagan just nodded and indicated one of the draws to the left of the bed.

“I will go to Luke and ask him to give you permission to leave. Get dressed.”

“May I ask why?”

“You’re not ready you’re nowhere near ready for what’s going to happen next. I have damaged Luke’s body once before.”

Cara indicated the bandage across her ribs and the sling they gave her to keep that side of her body still while the stitches took hold.

“Having this and what Luke is going to do to me in the play room is going to be difficult enough without you antagonizing him by trying to stick up for me, it’s only going to make matters worse. I was stupid and this happened. My Master will remind me not to be stupid and to be more careful, he will also remind me of the consequences of not looking after his body.”

Meagan didn’t move she just knelt in front of Cara, finally shaking her head.

“I’m not leaving we both know I’m a novice. Teach me, or help me as I know I can help you.”

Cara looked up at the ceiling and gave a growl of frustration.

“Dammit, I’m not the Master here Luke is.”

“Wasn’t it our Master that told you to help me?”

The anger was starting to build up in Cara, her eyes almost in a trance like state her submissive pose now took on the look of a coiled snake ready to pounce on its prey. Both knew that would a waste of time, not only because the state Cara was in but she also knew Meagan was quite capable of looking after herself if need be. After a moment the color in her cheeks returned to normal and she sighed, shook her head and once again looked at her.

“Very well sister. Always remember I tried to tell you. I gave you the opportunity to leave while you could.”

For a moment I had to replay what Cara had said to Meagan again in my head and even then I ignored it and played it again. Cara called her sister. I smiled; life was indeed going to get very interesting over the next few days. By the time I once again looked at the screen both girls were hugging each other.

“You must now take the role of Masters Primary; since I’m damaged I’m of little use to him. Go to him if his in his den then knock and wait ten seconds, after that kneel at the door but say nothing. You will sleep with him unless he tells you different, above all remember the first rule of a slave, obey. If you were not my sister I would be jealous.”

Cara’s hand left her thigh and touched Meagan’s cheek. It was perhaps one of the tenderest moments I’ve seen from Cara to someone other than me in a long time. What other conversations they had I never knew, I had switched the screen off and the surveillance system slide into its hiding place. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door, I ignored it and continued to finish the shopping list of things we would need from the drug store so I could care for Cara’s wound.

When I looked up Meagan was knelt by the door patiently waiting. I waved her in and she came and knelt two feet from my chair.

“Our time restraints were huge even when my slave was healthy this has now thrown everything out of sync. My priority is to Cara so I cannot help you with your training, you may leave in the morning, sleep with Cara tonight.”

Meagan’s face remained impassive and for a moment I thought she was going to get up and go back to the guest room.

“Please Master, may I speak?”

I put my pen down and gave her my full attention. Part of me expected some long drawn out speech and to be honest I wasn’t interested Cara was not only my Slave but also my life, my time, had to be focused on her not someone wanting to be Slave.

“No.”

That was it, one simple word, one word that could have her strapped to any piece of equipment in the play room in seconds, one word that could have her out the front door with her clothes in her hands, one simple word that truly made Meagan welcome in this household. She was standing up for herself, for Cara and her wanting to be a Slave. Damn, I liked her so much and I just prayed she could survive what it was going to cost her to say that one simple word.

My body tensed ready to grab her by the hair and drag her on all fours to the play room, another knock at the door interrupted me. Cara was now in the process of kneeling and the pain etched on her face made me forget anything I was about to do to Meagan.

“You are supposed to be resting. The doctor would never have let you out if he knew you would defy him and I would have left you there if I knew you would be this blatant about it. Do you wish to get better or spend large amounts of time disobeying both the doctor and me?”

Tears of pain slowly ran down her cheeks. Cara shook her head and again winced when the pain let her know that wasn’t a wise thing to do. I stood and walked over to her, knelt down alongside her, she was panting, channeling her own energy into fighting back the pain, her body glistened with perspiration, the effort of even leaving the guest room bed and coming here was almost to much for her.

Telling Meagan to go to the kitchen and make a sweet tea, I then turned my attention to Cara and told her to stand. It’s times like this I wanted to forget I was who I am and help her up. We both knew she would have hated that, Cara may be my Slave but she will always be so independent in her attitude. She would accept my help, but she put herself on the floor, she will get herself up. My worry was that she would bust a stitch trying. Carrying her back to the guest room and onto the bed she finally breathed out.

“Your attitude to getting well again has changed from the last time you damaged my body. Explain.”

“You changed the rules Master.”

Even I found that answer intriguing and sat down on the bed waiting for her to explain herself, by now Meagan had returned and I waited until she had helped Cara take a drink. She then put the glass on the cabinet and knelt at the bottom of the bed.

Cara paused for a moment longer before she said, “You brought my sister here Master. The moment she came through the door and even as a novice she became my sister and for the time she is here, part of this family. I treasure the fact you look on me as your primary Slave but until I heal that cannot be.”

“You yourself said that a damaged Slave is no use to you, now Meagan must take on that roll until I heal.”

Cara looked at me her eyes bore deep into my soul, she had known from the very beginning how I felt about her and also why I could never have another Slave as part of our family.

“You need a primary Slave until I heal Master. Please take Meagan.”

This moment was one of those few times I nearly forgot who and what I am. Being with Cara for two years had almost blurred that line, yet its moments like this that seemed to blur it even more.

“Meagan is here for training, Jake asked me and I owed him, this is part of that debt and you may have also noticed she is part of the same unit as my brother, I felt honor bound to do something to try to help her.”

Almost as an after thought I added with a smile on my face.

“Anyway she’s too fragile. She would break being my primary.”

Cara managed a weak smile at my poor attempt at humor. Tears misted her eyes for a moment before she blinked, her tears now found the impetus to travel down her cheeks, her hand came to my cheek and its warmth held me there.

“My Master, my Love please, as your Slave I have never asked anything of you. My heart tells me in our world this is the right thing to do. I am damaged; we both know what must happen now. My hope is that you find it within yourself to grant me this one thing, your well-being is all important to me.”

I had seen this side of Cara a few times. She was desperately torn now. As my Slave her training meant she needed to obey, to please me to her last heart beat, as my Love she knew that for the time being she had to surrender a part of herself in order to keep the status quo.

“You understand what’s been said?”

Meagan suddenly realized she was being spoken to, the shock etched on her face. In the space of a day she had gone from a novice slave to now being at the left hand to her Master at all times.

“I… I think so.”

Looking back at Cara I said.

“Tell Meagan her duties I have to go to the drug store.”

Cara smiled and nodded mouthing a thank you as I stood and left. Both girls were still talking when I returned. Pushing a trolley from the play room in front of me and then to the side of the bed, spreading everything from the drug store onto it. As I removed the old dressing from her body I asked Cara when she had last had anything to eat. Looking up sharply when she told me. Cara winced with embarrassment.

I told Meagan to fix us all something to eat and we would have a bed picnic, the less Cara moved around over the next few days the better. Meagan left the room while I took off the old bandage around her ribs and set about cleaning the area around the stitches.

“I was stupid, I’m sorry Master.”

“You still struggle to compartmentalize your life don’t you?”

She winced as the antiseptic touched a tender spot.

“My guess is you were thinking about Meagan being here.”

“Yes Master, we have lived together for two years now and in all that time we have had people here but as your guests and of course your brother but in all that time our world was our world. Meagan changed that when she came here, my mind was in conflict and old insecurities resurfaced.”

I looked up at her genuinely shocked at what she was saying, and then going back to replacing the bandage before saying.

“You felt threatened?”

Although the word yes barely escaped her lips it almost never made it to my ears. Cara’s confession put her and her training in conflict. Meagan returned soon after I had finished with Cara’s dressing, the bed picnic was an unusual but fun thing to do and both Meagan and I mercilessly teased Cara the whole time, she for her part took it as it was meant. I could tell she was wilting soon after we had eaten so Meagan removed everything and cleaned everything away.

For my part I once again checked her wound and then wished her a good night. We looked at each other, Cara smiled and her hand came out to touch my cheek, I stopped it midway and held it in mine before bringing it to my lips to kiss and then place back beside her. Tomorrow was another day.

Meagan was kneeling on the floor by the bed when I entered. Inwardly I smiled, she was a quick learner. Cara would have told her never to assume she would sleep with me, I indicated she was to kneel on the bed, Cara may have spoken to her but it was also my place to do so.

“Today has been a mix of emotions for all of us. Your headlong plunge into this lifestyle has been at an incredible rate, are you sure you wish this to continue? Once passed this point I will not ask again.”

Her eyes gave away more than she wished to convey with words, they lit up, the warmth that seemed to emanate from them spread to her face and her smile carried on lighting up the room.

“Master, now you will not ask again, does that mean we can get on with our lives?”

I simply didn’t have it in me to argue with her any further so just nodded my head. I never thought it possible but that smile just grew brighter.

“How may I please you?”

The rest of the night was one of intrigue and exploration on my part and I slowly built up a wealth of knowledge about Meagan and her body. Both her muscle tone and stamina helped her recover very quickly when I chose to push her close to an orgasm, and when she was practically begging me to let her release her orgasm, she would scream it out so loud I’m sure half the street heard it regardless of the sound insulation I had installed.

The restraints that I had built into the bed got used as well and Meagan now growing increasingly at ease with what I had been doing to her and also what I was intending to do with her, she didn’t even flinch when I pulled them out of there hiding place. Ordering her onto her knees and simply restraining her wrists I pushed a vibrator into her already soaked pussy and turned it on full.

The moan of pleasure as the vibrator entered her was one thing, she desperately had to hold another orgasm back now as she felt me lube her ass and slowly enter her. Meagan adjusted her position ever so slightly as I slid into her, holding her hips to force even more of myself into her she tried so hard to stay in the position I had told her. Meagan’s body was giving her away; I slapped her ass and told her to be still. She gave a little yelp, nodded her head and buried her face into the pillow trying to suppress another moan of pleasure.

My strokes in and out of her ass were a constant, the slow build up of another orgasm was interesting to watch and just as her body started that build up I would slap her ass distracting her and bringing her body back down, my hand now back on her hip and the steady thrusts would begin again. Six times I did this and knew Meagan was close to tears and her body was now desperate to cum, her need so close that I’m sure even her will to obey was truly being tested beyond her new found limits.

By the time her seventh attempt to cum had arrived poor Meagan was almost out of her mind with worry. How was she going to be able to deny her body yet again if I refused her wish to cum for me? Smiling to myself at her attempt to drag every ounce of will power to the ready should I deny her again, her wish was answered and she came so hard and thought I was going to lose circulation in my cock, her muscles had clamped down on me so hard.

Finally exhausted and now showing her novice training she slumped forward and burst into tears, more from relief that she had managed to hold it together long enough to get me to cum than anything.

*******

My eyes were open even before sun rise. I would have bet Cara was awake as well; Meagan was sleeping the sleep of the exhausted. I had pushed her body to its limits last night and now had the answers to so many questions. I knew just how far I can push her body before her own orgasm would take her even if I had refused her. I now knew she liked just a little pain with her anal sex, just as I now knew that Meagan’s eyes gave away her feeling now.

Just before she fell asleep last night her eyes held warmth in them, a glow almost, even a hint of contentment as though what I had her doing and made her do, she had found what she was looking for. My thoughts were interrupted when she stirred, stretched and opened her eyes. I read genuine warmth in them now and when she noticed me awake quickly went to kneel on the bed, I caught her under her arm and twisted.

Meagan landed on her back next to me and I rolled onto her. She giggled her legs automatically opened for me, her arms around my neck.

“Good morning my Master, how may I please you?”

For a moment I couldn’t speak, finally telling her she had a captivating smile and she should use it more often, again that smile grew bigger as she nodded. I gently slapped her thigh and her arms left my neck also noticing her disappointment when me and my morning wood left to go to the toilet. Meagan knew her morning tasks so I left her to it as I showered and shaved, both of us joining Cara in the guest room at the same time.

“Would it be a silly question if I ask if you both eventually slept well?”

Meagan blushed took a sideways glance at me and when she thought I wasn’t looking nodded at Cara, who’s own cheeks went a little red as well. Again we had a bed picnic it was as Meagan was collecting things together.

“You know what’s going to happen now?”

Cara nodded her face unreadable but her eyes gave a glimmer of fear before they settle on my chest.

“It’s time for me to pay for damaging the body you own.”

The dishes crashed to the floor, we both looked. Meagan stood motionless by the bed, the shock on her face giving away why she had dropped the dishes.

“Please Master my sister is hurting, adding to her pain will damage her even more.”

Cara shot her a look then returned her gaze to my chest, her shoulders slumped, this was as she feared before she asked Meagan to leave, at least until her punishment was over, now she felt she would have to endure more because of Meagan trying to help.

I held out a hand towards Cara, her face now crimson accepted it and I helped her off the bed, looking towards Meagan and instructing her to clean up the mess and meet us in the play room. By the time she had arrived at the play room, I had adjusted the straps on one of the frames and was already in the process of securing Cara into it.

“You will put a ball gag on and kneel in the centre of the room, when I want you to talk I will tell you, until then be silent and learn what will happen if you damage my body.”

Placing a ball gag on Cara who by now was resigned to what was going to happen. Her head moved close to the frame and the final strap went around the back of her head and locked into position on the frame. There was no preamble, Cara knew what to expect since she had been here before, Meagan simply had to watch and learn. Unhooking a paddle from the wall I gave her ass five swipes, her ass now a deep red the shape of the paddle clearly visible on her skin, highlighted by the redness around it, Cara’s hands gripped the frame her knuckles white with the effort of hanging on.

Her instincts were to avoid the next blow, her training kept her steady and she waited, ready for me to continue. With each swipe a strangled yelp would escape from behind the gag. Putting the paddle down I picked up the flogger and ten swipes went across her tits, thin lines of red quickly appeared her nipples became hard and she winced when they felt the sting of a swipe or the drawing back of the flogger as I drew ready to administer another swipe. Tears of pain ran down her face, when I put the flogger down to again pick up the paddle, this time my attention went to the back of her thighs.

Once again I put the paddle down and picked up the flogger, my attention now on her hips and pubic bone, avoiding her ribs and the knife wound at all cost and still watching Meagan out of the corner of my eye. Kneeling in the centre of the room tears freely rolled down her cheeks wincing every time the paddle or the flogger connected with her sister’s body. After twenty minutes of repeating the same system of strokes to Cara’s body I stopped and un-strapped her. She collapsed into my arms and I carried her to the guest room, telling Meagan that she was to follow and not to remove the gag.

The most comfortable position I could find for Cara was on her side, I then told Meagan to get some cream from the draw and carefully apply it to her sister. I left to get showered and changed, once dressed I looked in on them, Meagan was just finishing her tasks.

“You may remove the gag now. I have to go into work, clean the play room and help your sister should she need it.”

I took her silence for insolence and waited just a second longer than I would have done if it had been Cara. Meagan removed the gag while looking at me. Her eyes were soft almost resigned to what she had just witnessed. She thanked me and I left for work.

My first task on my return was to check Cara wound, apply more antiseptic to the wound area and put on a new dressing to the area before taping it to her. The paddle marks that were still visible on her ass and thighs, her tits and pubic area had all but recovered from the flogger. Meagan returned to the guest room with drinks and as we talked I asked if Cara was well enough to join us at the dinner table tonight. Meagan panicked, I hadn’t mentioned anything about dinner when I came in, and so she hadn’t even prepared anything.

“Yes Master I would be honored, may I ask if I am the guest or the table?”

Meagan became even more confused with this conversation and her suspicions grew when I told Cara she was going to be the table and both she and her sister were to get dinner ready while I changed out of my suit and showered. The confusion became more intense when a beaming Cara thanked me and without even asking flung her good arm around me and hugged me. I detached myself and left to get a shower, hiding a smile when I watched Cara grab Meagan’s hand and said.

“Come on we don’t have much time, we don’t do this nearly often enough.”

I took a slow shower, mostly because I needed it but also to give the girl’s time to get dinner ready. Once out and dry I headed for the play room, everything was clean and in its place. Now armed with a few toys I headed for the dining room, lying on the table was Cara her cheeks already flush with anticipation, bowls of sliced fruit and thick cream on the table alongside her. Meagan knelt on the floor next to the table her eyes glazed, my nostrils picked up there scent as soon as I entered the room, her sister must have gone into great detail when she explained the last time we did this.

“Slave I forgot the lube for your sisters ass, please supply the lube required.”

Cara’s legs instantly opened, Meagan’s face took on one of pure hunger now, this was the first time she was allowed to return intimacy to Cara since she had came here, and Meagan was off the floor Cara’s legs on her shoulders and her head between her legs within seconds. Her head lurched back the veins in her neck again stood proud and she gasped, I sat next to Cara waiting for her to come back to me.

“Oh fuck, Master, that feels so good.”

Smiling I dipped a strawberry into the bowl of cream and fed it to her. Eventually Meagan came up for air and announced that her task was complete, the flush of Cara’s neck and chest area seemed to agree with her statement. I switched on the vibrator and pushed it into her ass, Cara expelled air as I did.

“For the duration this Slave is the table her ass is out of bounds, this Slave has two other holes we can use and since you are our guest you get to use this as well.”

Both girls giggled as I tossed Meagan a strap on, she smiled as she held the gift I had just given her in her hand and adjusted the straps. Her eyes glazed, the redness of her cheeks had now covered almost all the top half of her body, Meagan’s nipples giving away her excitement. I fed Cara another strawberry as Meagan continued to adjust the straps, finally satisfied she removed it and placed it next to Cara.

“As a guest at this table I allow you the honor of going first.”

Trembling with anticipation Meagan picked up a strawberry dipped it into the cream lifted it to her mouth and slowly bit into the end. It was probably one of the most erotic things I’ve seen in some time, she was feeling exactly what Cara had felt the first time we played this game, she was a kid in a candy store so many things to taste and not sure where to start. I looked down at Cara and she winked at me, she must have read my thoughts.

Meagan watched as Cara opened her legs wide again, her already bloated pussy lips now moist and glistened in the lights the vibrator in her ass already keeping Cara on a high. She watched Meagan for a moment longer, recognized the signs and braced herself as Meagan took the half eaten strawberry and pushed it into her pussy then removed it and devoured it in the same motion. The spell was broken then.

Her sister held onto one of her thighs the other hand now knuckles deep in the cream as she scooped some out and practically buried her hand into Cara’s pussy. Her body arched and she hissed then moaned as Meagan then went in after the cream, determined to suck every last drop out. As her body again relaxed onto the table Cara opened her eyes and smiled at me, her good hand held Meagan between her thighs a soft groan escaped her lips, her eyes fluttered momentarily and then closed as the sensation slowly built within her body.

I wanted to hold Cara’s orgasm back as long as possible figuring what Meagan was doing to her it wouldn’t take long; it was time to give her a distraction. I grabbed Cara’s hair and dragged her the half foot to the tables edge her eyes shot open, arousal now replaced with panic, when her shoulders now touched the edge of the table I tilted her head back, she now realized what I was doing and opened her mouth wide and I slid my cock into it. Meagan scurried up the table and again went after her cream and cum covered pussy.

Poor Cara was in torment now, the vibrator assaulted her ass, the groans and slurping noises coming from Meagan left me in no doubt that she was enjoying herself down there and judging by the sounds emanating from Cara even with a mouth full of cock she was now oh so close. It was time to push her over the edge now, I smiled as I thought about the times we have played this game, and my poor Cara had difficulty walking the morning after.

My own orgasm was close, Cara sensed this and intensified her tongue action. It was time to crank Cara up another notch, not satisfied with just needing her tits and held her nipples between finger and thumb and pulled, twisting them slightly as I did. Her body instinctively arched to lessen the pain, the groan of pleasure giving away her minds thoughts on the matter. Suddenly her whole body almost lifted off the table sending me over the edge and coming into Cara’s mouth at the same time, by now I started to worry about her stitches as her orgasm ripped through her, soaking Meagan in the process.

For her part Meagan did her best to lap up her sisters juices, eventually raising her head a look of total satisfaction on her face. I then watched her shimmy into the strap on and without any subtlety at all entered Cara and proceeded to fuck the life out of her. I dipped another piece of fruit into the cream and fed it to Meagan, the cat did indeed have the cream, and as I turned my attention to Cara’s nipple with my mouth I felt her hand on my cock as gently as she could moving the skin back and forth.

For close to an hour we took it in turn to fuck, suck and drag every possible orgasm we could out of Cara, her poor body was a mess of cum, sweat, cream and the biggest smile I had seen on her in a while. Even I had to concede it may not be a good idea to push her damaged body too far and anyway I honestly didn’t think she had another orgasm in her. I carried her back to the guest room, she was asleep before her body touched the bed.

Meagan followed me into our room telling her to help her sister with a shower in the morning, I didn’t think any of us were in a fit state to even stand let alone sit in the shower at this moment in time. I sure I heard a “yes Master.” Pass her lips before her head got to the pillow and sleep stole her from me. The days that followed became more routine, I had allowed the guest and dinner game as a way for Cara to quickly ease the pain I had put her body through.

Now was a time of convalescents and I was glad Meagan was around to help her sister, they always seemed to be deep in chat when I came home and soon the routine of the house became more balanced, but the day of Meagan’s departure was looming. I had thought about using the game again and making Meagan the table, dismissing that idea almost instantly, she was a guest and was going to be treated as one. Cara was now walking around the house more and more, her stitches had taken well and I was relieved that our game had not made things worse.

Both of the girls hated today, Meagan was to return to her unit ready for deployment and I could see it in both their eyes, neither of them wanted this day to come, as for me I had grown attached to her but my continued efforts had to be to Cara, she was and always will be my only Slave. That was the agreement we had made the day she walked into my house and placed her side arm between us, although we both knew it wasn’t the agreement that kept us as we were, we were comfortable with each other, we felt even then that we didn’t need anyone else.

At four o’clock, both the girls hugged on the porch and said their tearful farewells and I drove Meagan back to camp. Cara and I knew we would miss her, she had grown on us and did it sneakily, she was able for the first time to really be herself and we both watched as day after day her submissive side to a Master grew and now the year long wait would begin before Cara and I set about polishing this little diamond that some Master would be proud of.

The one agreement I was happy to allow was the girls writing to each other while she was on her tour. It would do both of them good to stay in touch and hopefully give Meagan some grounding and a realization that she had it in her to come home. We had put our flag on the front porch with Meagan helping us and it wouldn’t even come down to be replaced with a newer one until her return. *******

The phone rang Cara looked at it thinking it may be work, her face twisted in frustration that she may have to go out, and then she looked towards me as I picked it up.

“Evening Luke.”

“Hi Joe, this is late even for you, what’s up?”

“I’m just pulling up outside can you two put some clothes on I will be there shortly.”

This had to be serious my brother never came to my house unannounced yet he was almost at the front door before calling. Telling Cara who was outside and to dress she nodded and dashed off to the bedroom, I simply grabbed some shorts opened the door and he walked in as Cara came out of the bedroom in a t-shirt and slacks, she smiled and looked at me.

I nodded and her smile grew even bigger, she ran across the room and flung herself at him wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He wasn’t going anywhere until he gave her a kiss and a hug. They held each other and he kissed her cheek as he carried her to the couch, Cara releasing her hold on him when she was settled, he said.

“When are you finally going to see sense and leave this bum and come live with me?”

Cara laughed this had been a game these two played every time they met. I sat back knowing her reply.

“Careful Mr., this man is mine. You do know I could just shoot you and get away with it?”

Joe laughed, shrugged his shoulders and got down on one knee, held her hand and kissed it.

“Forgive me princess.”

They hugged and Joe sat on the chair next to Cara. His face became more serious, both of us noticed instantly and waited for him to continue.

“I have a friend.”

My heart sank. This had to do with Meagan. I knew what Joe’s job was within the military and now realized why he was here unannounced and so late in the evening. Cara opened her mouth to say something I waved at her to stop.

“This friend got herself into some trouble with a few of her own friends, they had a disagreement with some of the locals and things got heated.”

Joe refused to look at either of us as he recounted his self rehearsed story.

“My friend was outnumbered and called on some more of her friends to help. The locals knew my friend would call out for help and did all they could to make sure my friend’s group would suffer badly before any more of her friends arrived.”

By now Joe was wringing his hands. Cara leaned over and held them, her tiny hands no match for his, yet Cara’s reassuring contact between them was enough, Joe looked up at her and she smiled, gently squeezing his hand urging him to continue.

“The argument with the locals lasted close to an hour before any of her friends could get there.”

Joe looked at Cara and then to me, breathed deeply, inwardly making a decision that could get him into a great deal of trouble with his bosses if anyone found out what he was about to say, dropping all pretence now he continued.

“We were lucky. We got satellite feed through almost as soon as the call came in. Meagan’s team were hopelessly outnumbered, she called in artillery. Meagan put the shells down on the front porch and still the locals kept coming, once there ammunition ran out it was hand to hand. She’s going to get a medal for this one bro.”

I didn’t care about the medals both Cara and I were on the edge of our seats listening to every word my brother spoke.

“By the time the rescue team arrived Meagan’s unit were close to exhausted but they held out Luke. The room they were hold up in looked like a slaughter house but they are all alive.”

Cara was in tears. Joe put his arm around her and held her tight, I knew my brother, there was more.

“What’s happened to Meagan?”

Joe slowly pulled away from Cara, as he did she looked closely a deep fear grew within her, now dreading any words he may say.

“The locals knew time was running out, they gave it one last push, that’s when she was wounded, they missed anything vital and she refused to let her own people cover for her.”

There was a gentle sob from Cara as she listened to this, her memories still clear from some months ago. Joe continued to recount that the rescue team and medics secured the area only then did she stand down long enough to be seen too. Joe took a deep breath and I sensed he was close to finishing recounting his tale.

“The medics patched her up ready for transport. But she refused any form of pain killers while she was still in the area.”

He looked directly at me now.

“She gave the medic an answer that he put in his report. I read that report.”

At first we barely heard Cara as her eyes wandered from Joe’s face to the rug, her eyes glazed as her mind cast itself back to many conversations that Cara and Meagan had as she convalesced, yet she managed to single out one sentence that would have stuck with her throughout all of this.

“She’ll be ok, she was taught by Master.”

Joe turned to look at her in surprise. His mouth was open as he looked closely at Cara, then to me.

“So she is one of yours?”

I didn’t say anything, clearly seeing this annoyed him; he then looked towards Cara, her eyes still on the rug. The silence waking her from her thoughts she looked at Joe.

“You’re his?”

Cara nodded almost knowing what Joe was about to say next.

“And now he has another one, did you agree to this?”

Her hands gripped his tighter and her eyes seemed to soften as she looked directly at him.

“Your brother is my Master, just as Meagan is now my sister. I had hoped in the two years that we have known each other you would have seen what your brother has been able to do for me and hopefully Meagan.”

Joe’s face was now stone. Cara held onto him tighter and his features again softened, finally shrugging his shoulders and standing, Cara stood with him and hugged him as all three of us walked to the door.

“She’s due back with her unit in a couple of weeks; I will let you know more when I get confirmation.”

We both thanked him and Cara again hugged him before he walked towards his car, just to stop on the lawn to turn and look at Cara.

“Remember princess when your bored of that bum let me know.”

Cara smiled and then knelt beside me on the porch the palms of her hands coming to rest on her thighs. Joe watched as she assumed a submissive pose. Her face looked sad as she noticed his features harden again. She stayed like that until his car turned and disappeared down the block. I sat on the step, looking out towards the lawn.

“You have always known he’s loved you since the first time you two met.”

“Yes Master.”

My throat tightened as my mind decided what to say. My whole body screamed in rebellion over my decision. But I had to do something, my brother loved Cara so much and although he often hinted, had never come right out and said he hated our lifestyle. I had to give Cara the choice, to even say nothing as though what just happened between them didn’t happen would insult us all.

“I could give you to him if you wish it, perhaps some day you may come to love him as deeply as he loves you.”

It was sometime before she spoke. I didn’t push her for an answer, just sat with her watching the sprinklers start their evening soaking of the lawn.

“I love him as I would a brother, I understand he loves me, but my need for pain would complicate any relationship we could have, finally I would resent that and hate waking everyday drowning in love with no pain to sharpen the love he could give me.”

Cara paused, causing me to look at her. Her eyes were sad as she fully came to understand that what she took for harmless hugs and kisses she would give a brother over the years. Joe had taken to mean more and then she smiled and her eyes softened again as she said.

“My life changed in the bar that night you gave me your card. I found and love that man and the added bonus; he came to be my Master. I can’t leave unless you push me out and even then I could not go to Joe.”

There was so much for us both to think about and later talk about. But for now it was time to shake Cara away from the mood she was close to plunging head first into.

“I believe you know the rules on Slaves wearing clothes. Since our guest has gone you are now in violation of it. Go to the play room I wish to see a butt plug inside you when I get there.”

Cara was up off the floor, her t-shirt off before she had even gone through the front door. I shudder to think if there where any neighbors watching. It had been a strange year, all starting off with that phone call from Jake. Even in the few short days that Meagan was with us she seemed to, fit.

Neither one of us was looking to expand on our family yet she had been the perfect sister for Cara. I suppose the fact they both were capable of killing me with one hand may have something to do with it and that thought alone made me smile and realize just how interesting life can be. When both girls asked if they could write to each other while Meagan was away should have given me an inkling of an idea, it was seeing how emotional Cara got when she found out about Meagan finally nailed it for me.

These two were sisters on every level now and when Meagan handed primary roll back to Cara before she left was simply reinforcing there bonds. Tonight, I was going spend time with Cara in the play room, perhaps tomorrow I will talk to her about what we are going to do with Meagan when she gets back. Part of me had realized I knew the answer I was just wondering how Cara was going to make me believe it was my idea all along. Slaves like Cara and Meagan can be so much fun and judging by what’s happened over the last year, never a dull moment.

*******

The sun shone for Meagan’s return, Cara had been on pins and needles since she woke, and even now as we stood at the base watching the plane land she was just as bad. These two were sisters and that bond had subliminally remained all through the year apart. The families around us waiting for there loved ones to disembark was interesting to watch and reminded me so much of the times I had waited for my brother’s return.

It was he who managed to swing Cara and I our passes since we weren’t officially related to Meagan we shouldn’t be here, a word or two in the right ear from him got us our passes two days before her return and sent Cara into another euphoria attack. Now the doors of the plane opened and as the troops left the plane a band started playing, families surged forward towards the cordon trying to spot there loved ones. I watched Cara clench and un-clench her hands desperate to move from her seat.

She let out a tiny yelp and I looked over towards the plane. Meagan was talking to another soldier as they descended the planes stairs. She looked remarkably well and I must admit rather sexy in her uniform. As they both set foot on the tarmac a scream from a woman amongst the crowed made the soldier look up and his face lit up with a smile, he gave Meagan a salute and dashed towards the woman, lifting her off the ground and swinging her around as though she was of no weight at all.

I tapped Cara on the shoulder, she had been given strict instruction from me before we left the house and I was curious to see the outcome. Cara almost leapt out of her seat and walked fifteen paces from me and stopped. From now on it was down to Meagan, Cara was not permitted to say anything or make herself known to Meagan in any other way. By now she had finished watching the soldier with the woman and chatted to a few other men and women as they came off the plane, all passed a few words with her, saluted her and left to join there families.

With the last of her group away she started to wander away from the crowds. She must have gone about twenty paces and then stopped, looked over her shoulders and into the crowd for a moment and then shrugged and started to walk again. Two more paces and again she stopped and this time fully turned to look more closely at the steadily thinning crowd.

Things happened rather fast after that. Meagan spotted Cara and gave a shriek that had one or two of her fellow soldiers look towards her as she dashed back across the tarmac practically crashing into Cara as she stood her ground in the embrace stakes. Both chatted for a moment and Cara nodded over towards where I was sitting, she kissed Cara square on the lips and walked over to me. I stood and motioned to her that she was to walk with me. Meagan walked along side me Cara fell in behind us.

“Your absence as been felt within this family, your sister has been worried.”

I watched out of the corner of my eye as she smiled. She knew what I meant.

“It is nice that my sister shared her cares with you and I read this in the letters we exchanged. Our letters to each other was a source of inspiration to me I thank you for allowing it.”

“Your sister and I have talked. I told you from the very beginning that I would let you go when your training was complete, you understood this.”

Meagan nodded her head and said. “Yes I remember that conversation. I had hoped with the improvement you saw before my departure you would reconsider. I know that the bonds I have with my sister are strong, if you send me away I will miss her very much.”

“When do you wish to continue your training?”

“I have administration duties tonight, my leave starts tomorrow for two months.”

“Are you damaged in any way?”

She broke her stride and I sensed her hesitancy in answering.

“Yes, I am. I have a wound that is healing and I should be given the all clear in two weeks.”

“You feel I should respect this and deny you the play room?”

“You are my Master; I deny you nothing this body is yours regardless of my wounds. I tried to bring it back in one piece for you. I failed I have to be punished for failing you.”

By now Cara took her place next to Meagan. I knew it was mean of me to continue along these lines. Cara knew what I was going to say we had discussed this at great length, none of us noticed it, it just crept up on us and with the girls becoming so intermeshed in each others lives now, perhaps it was just a natural progression for us all, I had posed the question of her having a sister. Cara leapt onto my lap, kissed me and then cried.

“I may be the Master here, but in our family, we all have a voice, Cara and I would like you to become a real part of our family and not just in name alone. We understand you have a career and both stand by it as I would expect you to support Cara’s, you have until tomorrow to decide.”

The girls quickly looked at each other, Cara nodded and Meagan screamed throwing herself onto me at the same time. At first she buried her head into my neck saying thank you so many times that they seemed to flow together. No longer satisfied with that she kissed me, I wrapped my arms tightly around holding onto her tighter, her boots dangling a few inches off the ground.

“Hey LT, you have got to get a room ma’am.”

We both looked over and there stood all the troops under her command and there wives with smiles on their faces.