Chapter 2

His alarm woke us up in the morning and all three of us took a shower together again. After our shower, Paula and I headed for our closets but Mr. Frazier said, “Let’s go down and have breakfast. You can get dressed after we eat.”

After last night Paula and I didn’t have a problem with that, not until we went downstair and entered the kitchen. I was all set to make breakfast when I realized I smell coffee and bacon. Someone is already making breakfast!

We entered the kitchen and an attractive woman about my age turned, smiled and exclaimed, “Oh my! You told me you were bringing company home when you called yesterday. You didn’t mention they were beautiful.”

Mr. Frazier smiled like I’ve never seen him smile before and introduced us. “Penney, these are my houseguests, Nicole and her daughter Paula.”

Then he turned to us and said, “Ladies, Penney is the tyrant who runs this house and does all the cooking. She’s great at what she does but she’s scary as hell. I advise you to be very careful around her.”

It’s obvious he’s kidding. I didn’t realize he had a sense of humor! It’s also obvious he has a much better relationship with Penney than he does with the people who work for him at the office. I’ll have to ask him about that when he’s in a good mood and feeling relaxed and open to questions.

Penney asked us what we’d like for breakfast. I responded, “We, Paula and I, haven’t had breakfast in as long as I can remember. But the smell of bacon is driving me crazy. If you don’t mind, I’d love a couple of eggs sunny side up, bacon and toast.”

Paula and Mr. Frazier gave her their orders and I asked if I could do anything to help. She smiled and said, “I’ve got it all under control. But thanks for offering.”

I poured two cups of coffee and gave one to Mr. Frazier. Then I got a bottle of juice from the huge refrigerator. As I closed the door I said, “Damn! Our bathroom wasn’t this big!”

Everyone found that amusing. Penney told me where to look for a glass and I poured a glass of juice for Paula. After serving it I asked Penney if I couldn’t make toast to help out a little. I promised not to tell Mr. Frazier.

She chuckled and replied, “Thanks. I’ve got it under control. Sit down and enjoy your coffee.”

I sat down and sipped on my coffee, amused by the way Penney didn’t even seem to notice Paula and I are naked. I looked up. Mr. Frazier is looking at me and smiling. I smiled back and asked, “Do you have a lot of naked women join you for breakfast?”

“You two are the first. I must admit I’m impressed by your near total lack of reaction. I expected you to scream and hide behind something.”

I chuckled and replied, “I would have expected I’d react that way, too. No one has seen me naked in ten years. I don’t understand what it is or how you’re doing it but apparently you’re having quite an effect on me ... on both of us.”

“Does that bother you?”

“It should. Especially the things happening to Paula. I don’t understand why I’m not freaking out over the things she’s doing except that I guess I’m not freaking out because she isn’t. I think I’m bothered more by my acceptance of her involvement in this strange relationship than I am by the things I’m seeing her do. I worry a great deal about how these things are going to affect her, though. I can’t help being afraid she’ll never be able to enjoy a normal life with a loving husband.”

“You mean like the brief marriage you shared with your loving husband?”

It hasn’t been more than about six hours since I avoided this subject in front of Paula. But I sighed and surprised the hell out of myself when I heard myself responding, “He ... he had his demons. And not long after I married him he seemed to lose the ability to control them. Worse yet, he refused to get help. He put me in the hospital twice. When I found out I was pregnant I knew I had to end it if he wouldn’t get help. He wouldn’t, so I left. It was a real circus for a while. Lawyers, hearings, restraining orders he ignored, another week in the hospital, the soap opera seemed to go on and on.”

“Mom! Why haven’t you ever told me any of this?!”

“Why? It wouldn’t have changed your life. Before you were born I talked to a counselor. When I asked him what I should tell you about your father he told me to say as little as possible, nothing unless you asked. If you asked he suggested I be as vague as possible. I should let you imagine the father you wanted. I thought that made more sense than filling your head with images of the kind of life I lived until I left him.”

“Where is he now?”

“I haven’t heard from him, at least not directly, since I left him. He left the state. I ... I’m not sure where he is now.”

“Why does it sound like you’re leaving something out?”

I couldn’t bring myself to tell her he’s on death row in Alaska after he killed a woman he was living with. “Nothing important. Can we please change the subject? I put that man out of my mind a decade ago. It’s better that way.”

I was grateful when Penney served breakfast and everyone concentrated on the delicious meal in front of them. I finished eating first. I got up and took my plate, cup and flatware to the sink. I was in the process of rinsing them off when Penney returned from the pantry. When she saw me she said, “How would you like it if I came to your office and started doing your job?”

I smiled and replied, “Before we leave I’ll tell you how to find me. but I have to warn you, my boss is an entirely different person at the office than the nice guy he is at home.”

I glanced at Mr. Frazier to see how he took that. He said, “This could get interesting. I can’t even remember the last time I gave someone a spanking.”

He’s grinning, though, so I think my butt is safe.

Penney took my plate away and said, “You’re amusing. I think I like you. And I haven’t seen anyone get spanked since I was younger than Paula. I think I’m going to find that amusing, too.”

Paula brought her plate over to the sink and said, “That was delicious. Thank you.”

“My pleasure, sweetheart. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

Mr. Frazier stood up and said, “Come on ladies. Let’s see if we can find you something to wear until we can go shopping tomorrow.”

We followed him to the stairs but he stepped to the side and followed us up the stairs. Paula and I grinned at each other but I was incredibly aware of his presence back there all the way up the long winding staircase. It struck me as incredibly arousing. It has always made me uncomfortable when a man follows me up a set of stairs. It makes me uncomfortable to think of some guy behind me staring at my butt. And that’s when I’m wearing clothes! Knowing he’s back there now enjoying of our naked butts is turning me on! This man is changing me so much, and so quickly! It should be scaring the hell out of me but instead I’m excited.

We went to Paula’s room first. While he was going through her suitcase looking for something for her to wear that appealed to him she dug down and pulled out a bra and panties. He gave her a disapproving look but she shrugged and said, “Sorry. Dress code. They’re required.”

We waited and watched her get dressed. When she was ready he shook his head. I explained, “Paula has never had a new dress. We buy all our clothes second hand so we have to take what we can get.”

He furrowed his brow thoughtfully for a moment before he asked, “How much am I paying you?”

“I take home four hundred dollars every two weeks. That’s all the money I have coming in. It has to pay rent, utilities, groceries, school supplies, gas, car repairs, medical and dental expenses and all the weird shit that seems to pop up all the damn time. Paula is probably the only kid in her class who doesn’t have a computer or a cell phone or all the other crap her classmates take for granted.”

“Are all the women in the office struggling like you are?”

“No. All but one of them is married and their husbands are all doing alright. The exception is Donna. But she’s getting alimony and she doesn’t have any kids so she doesn’t have to pinch her pennies.”

“But you aren’t getting alimony.”

“My ex is...”

I glanced at Paula. She said, “It really doesn’t matter, mom. I meant it earlier. I honestly never give the man any thought. I never knew him. He was never a part of my life. You don’t have to protect me.”

I turned back to Mr. Frazier and after promising myself not more than ten minutes ago I wouldn’t tell anyone I said, “My ex was arrested in Alaska six months after I divorced him. He killed his live-in girlfriend. He’s been on death row for almost ten years. I knew he was crazy when I left him. I was afraid he’d kill me if I didn’t get away from him. He came close a couple of times.”

He stared at me for several long moments before he quietly said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know any of that. If I’d known I wouldn’t have...”

“Stop right there! That’s one of the reasons I never talk about the crazy bastard. I hate the pity-party that conversation always leads to. And if you’re having second thoughts about our arrangement, stop it right now. My crazy daughter and I have had more fun since you called me into your office yesterday afternoon than we’ve had in years. We’re happy. We’re well fed. We live in a nice house. And I promise you we are going to do everything we can to make sure you never regret making us your slaves. Right, Paula?”

She smiled and said, “And I should warn you, mom. If you decide to leave I’m staying right here.”

I grinned at her and said, “Nothing warms a mother’s heart like the love of her child.”

He thought about it for a while and finally asked, “What if you lived here without being slaves or having sex with me? Wouldn’t that be...?”

“That wouldn’t be nearly as exciting, or nearly as much fun. So please, Mr. Frazier, relax, enjoy, and use us to your heart’s content.”

He shook his head and said, “There is one change I really need to make. It’s been bugging me since last night. Except when we’re in the office, at least for now while our relationship is still a secret, would you please call me Ryan?”

He took my breath away with that question! “Are you sure? I’ll still be a slave, right?”

He smiled and said, “I’m sure, and yes.”

After a brief pause, Paula very timidly said, “I don’t think I can call a grownup by his first name.”

She and Mr., I mean Ryan, looked at each other for a minute trying to decide if there’s anything besides Mr. Frazier she can call him. She finally asked, “How much would it bother you if I started calling you dad? I know you aren’t, of course. But you’re the closest I’ve ever had to a father figure in my life.”

Ryan went over to Paula, took her into his arms and held her tight for several minutes. He’s obviously feeling very emotional. He finally answered, “I’d be honored. But what about ... you know, all the other stuff?”

“If you decide to put an end to that I’m leaving!”

They stood there like that for several minutes while I struggled to hold back the tears. He finally let her go and took a step back. He looked at her for a long moment and said, “I feel like I should say something but for the first time in my life I’m at a loss for words.”

He glanced at his watch and exclaimed, “Damn! We better get going! You need to get to school before the rush starts or you’ll never find a parking place.”

He took me back to our room and picked out a nice dress. No underwear of course. He went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth and then got dressed. While I was getting ready he wrote his full name, address and his phone numbers on a piece of paper and gave it to me. He kissed me goodbye and said, “Call me if you need anything.”

I heard the real emotion in his tone and I found myself struggling to keep the tears out of my eyes again. I never expected any of this. We seem to actually be establishing a relationship which isn’t master/slave. And in less than a day!

And then, as if he wasn’t really aware he was doing it, he took me in his arms, kissed me and said, “Come see me in my office when you get in. Let me know how it went.” He paused for a moment and then, as though talking to himself he said, “I guess we’ll need to pick up a couple of cell phones tomorrow, too.”

“Don’t do that. We’re already such a burden...”

“One more word and we’re going to Paula’s room and find you something to wear today.”

I shut my mouth, rested my face against his chest and whispered, “This isn’t what I expected. None of this is. How am I ever going to repay you for what you’re doing for us?!”

He smiled and replied, “I’m sure I’ll think of something.”

I struggled to keep a straight face and said, “I can’t wait.”

We hadn’t noticed Paula standing in the doorway. Not until she said, “I want to pay you back, too.”

He grinned and said, “I wouldn’t have it any other way young lady.”

I asked Paula if she has everything she needs. She smiled and said, “Suddenly I have more than I need. It feels funny but I think I could get used to it. So don’t piss him off because if he kicks your ass out I’m staying here. I’ll miss you, though ... honest.”

I whispered, “Thank you, Ryan,” and Paula and I went downstairs and out to the garage. We said goodbye to Penney on the way out but she stopped us and gave us each a key to the house. “Just in case.”

We went out to the garage and got in the car. I sat there for a long moment after buckling my seatbelt before I quietly said, “I’m terrified. Damn, Paula! What if I wreck this thing?!”

“It seems awfully big, doesn’t it? But it’s too far to walk. You better get going. If we get caught in the school traffic it will take an hour to get inside.”

I opened the garage door and backed out very, very slowly. I’ve never parked in a garage before. The opening looks very narrow. I made it out of the garage without scraping the car on anything and Paula pushed the button to close the garage door. I seemed to relax a little once I was out of the garage, but just very little.

I don’t think I started breathing normally until we were halfway to her school. The student parking lot was already filling up when we got there. I entered the circular driveway in front of the school and parked in the first available visitor parking space. We went to the office and several of the ladies behind the counter smiled at Paula and said good morning. I couldn’t help it. I had to ask. “Have you been getting in trouble more than I know about?”

One of the ladies heard me and said, “Oh no! You’re Paula’s mom?”

I nodded and she said, “Paula’s one of our favorites. She helps us out from time to time. She’s always the first student to finish when they’re taking tests. She always volunteers to come help us out when she can.”

I grinned and said, “So why do you suppose I can’t get her to do anything around the house until after she spends half an hour whining?”

The woman I’ve been talking to came closer, leaned against the counter and asked, “Is that true?!”

I chuckled and said, “No. I just couldn’t pass up an opportunity to give her a hard time. They come so rarely. She’s almost perfect. But as you hear that sentence please picture the word almost in italics and underlined.”

The woman behind the counter said, “I think it’s obvious where Paula gets her weird sense of humor.”

“Guilty as charged.”

“So, what can I do for you ladies?”

“We’ve moved. I need to give you our new address and phone number and find out if the school bus stops anywhere near our house.”

I gave the woman our address and phone numbers and she looked on a map. It turns out the bus stop is right outside the guard shack. That’s convenient. We only live half a block from there.

I embarrassed Paula by planting a kiss on her cheek and while she got the information she needs on the bus schedule I went out to the car. After swearing at everyone around me for almost twenty minutes I finally got through the congestion caused by school buses and parents dropping off their kids and drove to the office. I dropped my purse in my desk drawer and went to Ryan’s ... I mean Mr. Frazier’s office.

I tapped on his door. He immediately told me to enter. He has someone in his office but he didn’t introduce us. He asked if I wrecked his car. I struggled to keep a straight face and replied, “Only one side.” But I immediately corrected myself. “No, sir. The car is fine and it turns out the school bus stops right outside your gate.”

“Great. Now, lock the door and take your clothes off.”

That took my breath away! I glanced at his visitor. He’s a reasonably good-looking man, about Mr. Frazier’s age. He doesn’t look shocked or surprised so I have to assume the two men talked about me. I know I should feel upset, humiliated ... something. Much to my surprise, however, I’m aroused! I wonder if my out of character response is due to the erotic events Mr. Frazier, Paula and I enjoyed so very much last night.

But that’s a question for later. My newly re-awakened pussy was tingling like crazy as I turned and locked the door. I moved away from the door and stood roughly halfway between the two men. I may be enjoying the eroticism of the unusual situation in which I now find myself but even so my fingers are shaking like crazy as I struggle with the buttons holding my sundress closed. It’s a good thing it fastens down the front. If the dress had a zipper down the back I don’t think I could have obeyed the order to undress.

It took me only a minute to unbutton my dress. I let it slide off my shoulders and just like that I was naked. It’s obvious Mr. Frazier’s guest approves. I didn’t need to be ordered. I took the three steps necessary to put me within reach of the gentleman visitor who obviously finds me attractive. He spread his legs as I approached and pulled me into the space between them. I tossed my dress onto a nearby chair, smiled while he began to explore my body and said, “Even to a dumb blond it seems pretty obvious Mr. Frazier has made me available to you, sir. What can I do to please you?”

He looked me in the eyes for a moment before asking, “This doesn’t upset you?”

“No, sir. I’m Mr. Frazier’s sex slave. He can do with me whatever he wishes. He told me when he made me his slave he would offer me to other people. This is my life now.”

“How long have you been his slave?”

“Since yesterday afternoon.”

“You seem to have taken to it rather well.”

I shrugged and said, “There have been some surprises. But so far it has been very exciting. I’m sure I won’t enjoy everything I’m ordered to do. But yesterday was the first time in ten years I had sex. Until last night I had only had sex with the man I married and I guess he wasn’t very good at it because I never really enjoyed it. Last night I discovered having sex can be a lot of fun. It came as quite a surprise. Finding you in here this morning and being ordered to take off my clothes has been another surprise but so far I’m still having fun.”

“Ten years without sex?!! Really?!”

“Yes, sir. Until yesterday I only had sex with one man. My husband. I divorced him ten years ago. After that my life revolved around raising my daughter and keeping a roof over our head, a task it turned out I was not very good at accomplishing. I had sex with Mr. Frazier last night, very, very satisfying sex. So far I’ve found being a sex slave a very exciting way to live.”

“And you won’t object if I pull my cock out and order you to suck it?”

“I’m yours to command. I’ll do anything that makes you happy, as long as my master has no objections.”

He gently moved me back and stood up. I looked over my shoulder at Mr. Frazier as his guest unfastened his pants and pulled them halfway down his thighs baring an erect cock of normal proportions. Mr. Frazier smiled and winked at me so I guess I’m doing just what he wants me to do. As soon as the man returned to his seat I dropped to my knees and reached for his hard cock. It’s covered in lube so I guess he’s enjoying my show. I edged a little closer and made quick work of licking his cock clean. I licked his balls for a minute or two and then licked my way back up to the head of his cock. I wet my lips, looked him in the eyes and pressed my lips against the head of his cock. He eyes closed for a moment when I slid my lips down until all but the last half inch or so were in my mouth. He moaned and exclaimed, “Jesus Christ!! You’re very, very good at this!”

After that there were no words. He moaned and groaned and twitched for only a few minutes before he muttered, “I’m gonna cum!”

It must have been a while since he’s had sex because I had to swallow twice before he seemed to collapse in on himself. I stopped sucking and just held his cock in my mouth allowing it to drain onto my tongue. He has very bitter cum, very much like my ex-husband’s. But for some reason I didn’t mind it so much. I prefer the milder taste of Mr. Frazier’s cum but I’m just a humble slave. I have no options. I do what I’m told.

As I knelt there with his shrinking cock in my mouth I realized I’m extremely aroused!! I’m wondering, or maybe I should say I’m hoping someone in the room is going to do something about that. Unfortunately, I don’t think it would be proper for me to suggest it. And as much as I wish someone would stick a nice hard cock in my pussy right now I’m still not using any form of birth control. I’m in my thirties now. I have absolutely no desire to become pregnant again. I already have the perfect child. I’m satisfied with her.

The man I just sucked off began to return to the here and now. He gently lifted my head from his crotch and exclaimed, “That was amazing! That was your first blowjob in ten years?”

“Second. I sucked Mr. Frazier’s cock last night.”

He smiled and said, “I love that look on your face. I don’t even have to ask. You enjoyed that, even though you don’t have the slightest idea who I am. You don’t even know my name ... it’s Paul, by the way. Paul Engels.”

I leaned down, kissed the head of his cock and said with a smile, “Mr. Engels, it has been a pleasure meeting you.”

He turned to Mr. Frazier and said, “You lucky bastard! She’s a real treasure.”

“Believe me, Paul, I’m well aware of it. She told you she enjoyed what we did last night, that it was exciting. I wouldn’t want her to know it, but last night was the most exciting night of my life. I had a pretty low opinion of her when I made her my sex slave. I guess I was being naïve. The more I’ve learned about her and her history the more she impresses me. I shouldn’t say it in front of her. I don’t want to spoil her. But she has really impressed me since I became her master.”

I stood up, turned to Mr. Frazier and said, “I don’t think I should be hearing this. And the morning is almost have over. I should probably get to my desk ... unless there’s something I can do for you, sir.”

“Go ahead and get to work. If I get a little time I’ll rape you later.”

I smiled and said, “Your wish is my command. All of your wishes are my commands.”

I put my dress on and finally got to my desk almost three hours after my normal start time. As soon as I sat down Dani came over with a worried look on her face. She leaned close and asked, “Nicole! What’s going on? Are you alright? Are you in trouble? I can’t believe iron pants hasn’t fired you!”

I smiled and replied, “Dani, everything’s fine. It’s better than fine. And my job is safe. As for ‘what’s going on,’ that’s a long story. I’m not sure I could explain it without a strong drink in my hand. But we’ll have to get together soon and I’ll try to explain. You won’t believe what’s happening in my life right now but I promise you I’m better off than I’ve been in ten years ... no, more than ten years. In my entire life!”

Dani looked at me like she’s afraid I’m losing my mind but then she returned to her desk. The morning was more than half over by the time I finally sat down at my desk and my inbox is almost full. But for some reason my work seemed to come easy to me, easier than normal. Everything just seemed to flow so smoothly. In the back of my mind, I thought about why everything seems so different this morning. I quickly came to the conclusion that the difference is my whole life has suddenly turned around. I’m not worried about paying rent or utilities or buying food or keeping my old clunker on the road. I’m not worried about anything, least of all pissing off Mr. Frazier. It begins to look like he’s just a bit of a sheep in wolf’s clothing! Maybe he’s not a saint. He did have sex with my more than willing daughter. But he’s a good man. He’s not really the ogre he has led everyone working here to believe. I’m actually fond of him!

And he has certainly become a source of more excitement than I’ve had in ... ever! In less than twenty-four hours he has changed me, changed my life, changed my daughter’s life. I’m having to fight off the almost uncontrollable desire to storm into his office and ravish him. It has been a very unusual and very arousing morning. I left his office this morning after stripping in front of a strange man and then sucking his cock and I never even learned his name until after I sucked his cock. I should have felt humiliated, furious even! Instead, I left his office smiling and really needing to get fucked and I don’t doubt he sent me out here feeling this horny on purpose. He has a lot of tease in him. He had better have something else planned for me or I’m going to explode!

I finally got caught up just before lunch time but I never eat lunch. I’ve never been able to afford it. I just kept working until my inbox was empty. I was just about to ask around to see if anyone could use some help when Dani came over to see how I’m doing. Before I could respond, Mr. Frazier called on the intercom and invited me to his office. I assume he’s alone. I didn’t see his visitor leave this morning and I haven’t seen anyone else enter his office. But I was wrapped up in my work and probably wouldn’t have seen a band of chimps coming or going.

I told Dani I was sorry but Mr. Frazier just summoned me to his office. As I was getting to my feet, with a suspicious look on her face she said, “And you seem pretty happy about it. Nicole, we need to talk.”

“I know. And we will. I promise.”

I went to Mr. Frazier’s office. He’s alone but I realized I wouldn’t have been upset if he had another visitor. What he made me do this morning was actually pretty exciting. After I closed his door I stood there with my fingers on his lock and looked at him hopefully. He smiled and nodded so I locked the door. I turned to face him and said, “I’m yours to command, sir.”

“You aren’t even going to ask, are you?”

I knew what he was referring to. The identity of the strange man I sucked off this morning. I smiled and replied, “I figured if you want me to know you’ll tell me.”

“That turned you on, didn’t it?”

“Very much, much to my surprise. While I was working this morning in the back of my mind I was thinking about all the drastic changes you’ve made in me, and so quickly, so easily. You don’t seem surprised but I am. You’re a very amazing man, Mr. Frazier.”

“What have you told Dani?”

I don’t know how he could possibly know about our conversations. There’s no window looking out onto the work floor. I said, “Nothing yet. Dani and I are good friends. I’m going to have to tell her something. I just haven’t figured out what yet. Any suggestions?”

“I’ll give it some thought. We can talk about it later. I called you in here for two reasons. You and Paula have an appointment with my doctor at 2:30. You’ll have to call the school and tell them you need Paula to be released at 2:00. You’ll have to leave here, pick her up and drive to this address.”

He handed me a note with the doctor’s name and address and asked, “Do you know where this is?”

“Yes, sir. I’ll take care of it. And the second reason?”

He grinned, stood up and I watched with a smile on my face as he unfastened his pants and pushed his pants and his jockeys down to his knees. He sat back down and said, “I’m sure you remember how excited you were when you left my office this morning. Now you’re going to suck my cock. I imagine when you leave here this time you’ll be cursing me under your breath until you get home after your doctor’s appointment.”

“No, Mr. Frazier. I would never curse you. You mean too much to me. I owe you so much. And thanks to you I’ve discovered how exciting it is to be teased and to be so horny I could scream. It hasn’t been twenty-four hours yet but already you’ve taught me so much. I’m enjoying everything you do to me and everything you make me do. I probably shouldn’t admit that to you. But it can only be in my best interest to encourage you. As I said when I entered your office, I’m yours to command. No limits.”

I made quick work of removing my dress. I placed it on one of the chairs in front of his desk and walked around his desk. I knelt at his feet. Then smiled up at him and said, “It looks like I’m not the only one in the room with a case of the hornies.”

His impressive nine-inch cock is hard and the top half is shiny with lube. I quietly said, “I love your cock Mr. Frazier. It’s so ... sexy. You’re so sexy. I never liked having a cock in my mouth before. But sucking your cock turns me on. Just knowing you were watching me sucking your guest’s cock this morning and getting turned on made sucking his cock exciting. How weird is that?! Did you know you had this magical power?”