Chapter 8

They smiled up at Josh, and it was a natural reaction, a non-programed reaction to what they had just been through. Emily had been prepared for it during the whole of the previous week, and avoiding it was simply no option for her.

For Samantha it had been different. She had stumbled upon the scene; she had seen her sister being spanked, as she thought, taken advantage of, and all of it proceeded from there. So that, ending up where she was kneeling and staring with eyes, equally adoring as Emily's was a kind of a shock for her.

Yet it was the reality that she understood right then and there. Their eyes were totally for Josh and on Josh. He had carried off one of the greatest possible coups! Here he had them, both of them older, mature and gorgeous and both of them, he realized, totally subservient, even if Samantha didn't want to admit it to herself right away. His triumph was complete.

But there was also other business here that was about to be transacted, though Emily and Samantha were not aware of it at first. No, at the present moment their total attention was riveted on Josh's face, hoping beyond hope that he had been pleased that they had worked in concert, had worked together to bring him off, to his orgasm, and then had shared his cum between them.

And it was a treat for him. It was a treat to watch Emily and Samantha share the cum between them, to watch them kiss and slosh the thick, white fluid back and forth, cut as they went along by their individual saliva. The scene was the greatest possible.

Then the next step occurred. Josh moved away just a bit. The cock was taken away, and had softened for the time being. And Samantha and Emily were left with one another.

In that instant, their gazes locked on one another, and vied with one another to see who would, in effect, come out on top. They stared at each other, neither of them consciously vying for dominance, yet that was what this staring contest between them was all about.

And, strangely enough, it was Samantha who looked down, averted her eyes first. Em felt the thrill of it; for Sam had looked down, looked away, had not held her gaze. Em knew what it meant and she was sure that Sam knew what it meant also. And she was right about that.

For Sam knew in that instant, what Em already had divined for herself. Yes, it was true that they had both given themselves to Josh as slaves. They didn't question that. But they also, in that moment, realized that there was also a pecking order to be sensed, realized and upheld.

And, also in that moment, the two sisters, Sam the elder and Em the younger, realized that in this present relationship it was Em who held the cards; it was Em who held the dominance over Samantha.

How it happened was totally unknown to both of them but it was there and it was their certain reality.

It was Samantha who felt that something needed to be done to acknowledge it. The whole experience had been so real and so earth shaking that this last convention had to be dealt with also.

Samantha did the only thing that she could think of:

She kissed Em's hand, while Em was looking on and just smiling softly at her elder sister, who was now, in effect, her subservient slave.

The pecking order was established. Josh watched it, understood it and was pleased with the outcome. It was an added kind of twist, perversion even, to what had happened, that the scene ended with these two gorgeous gals both as his slaves but also that Samantha ended by acknowledging her own subservience to Emily.

It as only their master's voice that finally broke the interaction between them and brought them back to the reality of where they were, and who they were and who they were serving first and fore-mostly.

They were finished sucking his cock, the two of them together;they had shared between them his load of cum; they had danced their dance of subservience and dominance, to their own and his satisfaction, and Josh was interested in the next part of their drama.

"Okay, girls," he said to them, with both of them staring up at him, from their kneeling positions and paying strict attention to him, "It's time for a shower."

"All of us together?" Emily asked in an uncertain voice.

"Yes, all of us together!" Josh asserted.

"Thank you," Samantha said softly, feeling deep within that if it were to be only two of them who were going to shower together, it certainly wouldn't be she who would be included. But all of them together included her also.

"Good, together," Sam said, smiling up at him first and then at Emily, as though checking in with both of her superiors.

"Yes, good," Emily said, "All of us together."

"May we walk?" Emily wanted to know.

"Of course not!" Josh said with astonishment, as though it were a ridiculous question that needed not be asked at all.

"No, sir, of course not," Emily said, "We'll just crawl, as we should."

She turned to Samantha, as though Sam hadn't heard or didn't understand and said softly:

"Come, Sam, we'll crawl to the shower; it's how we should go before the Master."

"Yes, uh ... Em," Samantha said, having trouble not using the 'ma'am' that would have certainly spelled out her subservience with Josh to Em, "We will crawl, as we should before the Master."

And they set off, both of them with Emily a bit ahead. But both of them naked, and crawling, asses wiggling and tits hanging down.

Josh was about at the top of every possible world imaginable, as he watched his two lovely bitches crawl toward the shower in front of him.

"Stop!" he ordered, and they halted in their tracks.

He slapped their asses then. First, he slapped Emily's and then he slapped Samantha's, getting a loud groan from each of them, when the slap landed on their asses.

"Thank you, Master," Emily said, "For slapping my naked ass."

"Yes, thank you, Master," Sam echoed, as though she had no right to speak out first, "For slapping my naked ass."

"Good, you two lovely, naked, bare assed, big titted bitches!" Josh said triumphantly, "Off to the showers."

And the resumed their course to the showers, with Josh beaming as though the world were simply his right then.

"Okay, ladies," Josh shouted at them, reveling in his position as master of these two beautiful bitches, "Wiggle those asses or else!"

The effect of his words was immediate. Both Emily and Samantha began to wiggle and wag their asses back at Josh as thought they were dogs about to get a real treat.

"Stop crawling!" he ordered them, "Keep wiggling!" he ordered them next.

He put a hand down on each of their asses and squeezed. It brought a cry of delight immediately from each of them, to have their Master's hand running along their ass cheeks, probing ever so slightly into their ass cracks and finally pinching them.

"Eeeek!" Samantha squealed as Josh pinched her.

"Oh, thank you, Sir!" Em said, as she too got pinched.

Both of the women at this point were utterly lost in this new found relationship, which, despite its strangeness to them, was giving them each a kind of fulfillment that had been escaping them for a good long time.

Emily had been searching for so long a time that this seemed like a haven that she had reached at last. So, she just let herself tumble into it and flow with the lovely feeling of being wanted, ordered, taken care of; all of it was good for her right then.

And Sam had, of course, stumbled into this but was nonetheless finding herself being taken over and had neither defense for it nor any wish to not let it happen. She was as surprised by this as were both Josh and Emily, had they thought about it.

And for her there was this strange added dimension of her feeling of being somehow inferior to Emily also, at least in this relationship, she felt like the proverbial 'low man on the totem pole', and had thoughts running through her head of needing to do what she was told, certainly by Josh the Master but also by Emily, his first chosen. She sighed inwardly with that knowledge but also realized that she was content with it.

Both naked women knelt at the entrance to the shower, when they finally arrived. Without Josh having to say anything to them, Emily spoke up and said to Sam:

"Fix the shower for us."

"Yes, Em," Samantha said, still shying away from words such as 'ma'am' or other words to express he subservience to her younger sister.

She went and did as she was told; then she said to Josh in a soft voice:

"It's ready, sir."

He smiled at her and said: "Tell your sister that it's ready, bitch, she's the one who ordered you to do it."

"Of course, sir," Sam said and turning to Emily said to her meekly:

"Em, the shower is ready."

"Thank you, love," Emily said, stroking her hand down the side of Samantha's face, and receiving a kiss on her hand from Samantha in the process.

Josh just watched and was really pleased at the way the relationship between the two sisters was developing.

"It's good to watch them find their own levels," he said to himself.

They held the door open for him but he told them to get in first, which they did. When he got into the shower, he opened his arms to them, as they stood under the hot spray of the water. They both moved into the space of his arms and clung to him.

"This has to be the greatest," Josh thought to himself, "Feeling them press themselves against me!"

"Ladies this is heavenly all those wonderful tits and asses!" he said to them, kissing them each slightly, after he said it.

They both giggled at his 'tits and asses' comments.

"Wash time!" he said to them.

Emily took over then and said to Samantha:

"You wash the back first; I'll wash the front and then we'll change."

"Yes, ... Em." Samantha said.

But Josh stopped them and said to Samantha: "Say it! Say it to her! You know you're going to and I want you to say it now; I want to hear it!"

"Yes, sir!" Samantha said and then turned to Emily and, blushing but understanding completely what she was saying, said softly:

"Yes, ma'am."

It made Emily smile, as she sunk to her knees with some liquid soap and began to soap Josh's legs, with Samantha doing the same from behind.

They made progress both of them taking the utmost care in their washing. When they were finished with the soaping, Josh moved around so that he could rinse himself off.

Then Emily took his cock in her hand and held it, watching it lovingly. She looked up and said softly:

"May I please, sir?"

Having her ask the question was a world class event for Josh. He never ever thought that his plan would work this well. He wanted some kind of chance at Emily Gallagher but this, having her and her pretty sister Samantha both kneeling naked in the shower with him, and now asking permission to take his cock in her mouth. Well, that was out of sight and he smiled at her broadly.

"Of course, Mrs G," he said quietly and Emily opened her mouth for the head, and took it inside.

Then a thought ran through Emily's mind and she said:

"If you don't mind, sir, we're going to change places now; I mean Sam hans't actually had the chance alone, by herself to..."

"To really suck my cock!" Josh finished, and they both heard Sam's intake of breath, when she realized what they were talking about.

"Exactly, sir," Emily said.

"You're so considerate," Josh said, "Yes, you can change places."

"Sam," Emily said, and Samantha came scuttling around Josh's side to take her place in front of him.

She was eager, and really, really pleased that Emily thought to give her this chance. She put her arms around Emily's neck and kissed her gratefully. Emily met Sam's kiss with her lips soft and open. Sam's eyes blinked open for a few seconds and then sighed as she actually slipped her tongue into Emily's mouth.

"Very nice!" Josh said.

Then they broke the kiss and Emily was behind Josh and Sam was in front. Sam didn't waste any time at all. She took Josh's prick in her hand and said softly:

"May I, sir?"

This transformation was the one that was right then the most exciting for Josh. Because Samantha was the unknown quantity. He suspected now for a bit that Emily would fall and indeed become his. But the way that Samantha went the same way for him was a total turn on.

She kept her eyes on him, as she drew his prick into her mouth. She began to move her head back and forth, and Josh was moving his hips a bit too.

"Please, sir," Sam said,"Let me do the work!"

"Yes!" Josh said and Sam began to move her head faster and faster, simulating the way a hand would jerk off an erect prick but her head was doing the work now, bobbing back and forth almost frantically.

Emily was behind Josh and had grasped his ass cheeks.

"Do that!" Josh ordered Emily and she pried the cheeks apart and began the process of inserting her tongue inside his ass crack and licking his ass hole.

"Oh gggggggaaaaaawwwwwwwddddddd!" Josh said, as he exploded into Sam's mouth, holding her bobbing head still now and pulling it into his stomach to get his cock as far into her mouth and throat as possible.

Sam simply held her breath and let him do what he wanted.

When his cock slid out of her mouth, Sam held the cum inside, as Emily had done previously and sat back and waited.

"Good girl!' Josh said, "Now share!"

Emily was there in front of Sam in a flash, her arms around her sister and hugging her to herself, lips to lips now to share the cum in Sam's mouth.

"Give me some, Sam, darling!" Emily said softly to her sister.

"Yes," Sam managed to mutter as she shared the load still in her mouth with Emily.

They broke the kiss and Sam said, with emotion now:

"Thank you, Em for that! Thank you! Thank you!"

As she said it she leaned down and kissed Emily's thighs, the nearest part to Emily's feet that Sam could reach.

Emily ran her hand through Sam's hair and stroked her head, as Sam rested her head on Emily's thigh.

"Let's finish the Master's shower!" Emily said.

"Yes, ma'am," Sam said with no hesitation at all now.

The shower, Josh's idea, to give them a chance to both wash him and work with each other in doing the washing, had increased for each of the women their keen and delicious sense of belonging to him totally. It had been a simple enough thing but it worked marvelously.

He grinned because he was so much aware of that fact.

"Good slaves!" he said to them.

They preened, and basked in his praise; happy to hear it from their master himself. Finally, everyone was showered, and out of the shower. The two women stood, with his permission and toweled him off carefully.

"Into the bedroom with both of you," he said, and Sam and Emily moved toward the bedroom.

"No," he bellowed, stopping them both in their tracks, "On your hands and knees, I like the way your asses wiggle, when you move that way."

Sam giggled and then Emily joined her, both of them now on their hands and knees, moving into the bedroom.

"Lovely, lovely asses, both of you; maybe I should get you each a butt plug that is also a horse's tail, and take advantage of those beautiful ass cheeks."

Sam and Emily just giggled at that also.

"Enchanting!" Josh said.

Then, when they were in the bedroom, he told Sam to get up on the bed. She moved right away and lay down on her back. He went to her and taking her knees pushed them up and told her to hold on to them. He also had her splay her knees out to the side. The knees in that place framed her open pussy fantastically.

"Beautiful!" He said, "Don't you agree, Emily? Isn't Sam's pussy beautiful?"

"Yes, sir Sam's pussy is really lovely!" Emily said.

"Thank you, sir," Sam said, smiling up at him.

"Then we'll need you in place right here," he said to Emily and got her into position standing at the foot of the bed and looking at Samantha, lying there and waiting for whatever he wanted next.

But she didn't expect what he did want; neither, for that matter did Emily.

Josh bent Emily over at the waist and pushed on her back until her head was placed exactly between Sam's splayed thighs, hovering right over Sam's pussy.

Neither woman moved then. Each was afraid of what Josh was going to order them to do next. The kisses were fine, fun, in the spirit of the moment but this looked like he was serious about the two of them getting together.

Josh moved around behind Emily, still bent over and staring into her older sister's pussy, and easily entered her pussy from behind.

"Ooooooouuuuuuuuffffff!" Emily grunted, when he had seated himself inside of her pussy.

"Like that?" he asked.

"Love that!" was her answer.

"Good then I want you to do something that Sam's going to love also."