Chapter 13

As we were driving away from my house I called Melanie, she answered with, “Hello my Master, what may I do for you.”

I replied, “I can think of many things, but I am not your Master, yet.”

She answered, “Well sir, my mistress says that will change this evening, unless you have other plans.

I explained, “We are a little short on collars, but I am trying to fix that now.”

Aimee looked at me and mouthed Kathy. As I nodded, she rolled her eyes.

I dropped Aimee and the twins off near the food court, “Aimee, please feed them and order me some Chinese. I will be back in a few minutes.”

I walked into Kathy’s jewelry shop, “Kathy I need ten chokers that say Property of Aimee Bailey.”

Kathy replied, “Your number one has been busy.”

I replied, “I am sorry Kathy, but that it is none of your business.

She asked, “When do you need them?”

I told Kathy, “I will be back in 30 minutes for them. I have an appointment with the Chief of Police and I cannot be late. It has to do with organizational issues.”

She answered, “I cannot possibly have them ready in thirty minutes. My engraver isn’t even in today.”

I told her, “Thank you Kathy.” I made a call as I walked away. Kathy chased after me and when she caught up with me she heard me say, “Thank you Julie.”

She looked at me and said, “I might be able to do it, but I can’t promise all of them.”

I told Kathy, “I am tired of the games you play in trying to appear as if you are in control. As a submissive, it is your job to please your Master or Mistress, not the other way around.”

“Julie will have them ready for me in thirty minutes, with no questions or issues. From now on she gets the orders and you will never hear from me again. Don’t worry your pretty little head, they are only $1,000 a piece and as you said, my number one has been busy. No telling how many she will recruit. The organization I passed off was only around about 150 give or take. No telling where this one goes, got to go, lunch is waiting.”

I left her standing there with her mouth hanging open, she was watching $150,000 walk away.

As my back left her view, she realized that she never had a chance of getting into my organization, let alone playing her way to number one Mistress and by default becoming the new Mistress of Mistresses.

It finally sank in that I knew she had already burnt bridges to all the top organizations in the area. She also knew that she couldn’t help herself when it came to game playing. It is who she is.

I joined the ladies for lunch and when we went to a new jewelry store, not one question was asked. Aimee already knew why, Kathy was up to her little games again and I had no patience for them anymore. Kathy had learned her lesson the hard way, like my wife, her husband was dead. He was the only one who would put up with her games. I only hope she figures out why and someone allows her into their organization. I did know that she needed it to complete her life.

A divorced master could not rule, he could not get rid of her, and not lose the respect of his organization. For the same reasons we couldn’t let her into our realm, not controlling her would also cause a loss of respect, and controlling her too much may kill her. She had to learn to control herself if she wanted into someone’s organization.

After picking up the ten collars and leaving the mall, we went straight to the police station where a team of attorneys were demanding the release of their unjustly accused clients, using made up charges, with edited video evidence.

Even though Henry Stein worked for me, he was from old money and had almost half as much as I had, that is more than he can go through in his lifetime, ten times over. Fortunately, his attorneys didn’t know who I was when we walked in and were led to a client/attorney conference room. The twins were in handcuffs, their hands to the table and ankles to the chair legs.

I looked at the Chief and requested, “Chief, they are not dangerous. Please have the cuffs removed. They really aren’t needed.” He had the attending officer remove them.

The Chief requested, “May I be present during your discussions?”

I asked the twins, “Will you allow my friend to stay with us?” I explained, “In our world, a man or women who can’t keep their mouths shut are soon ousted. Nothing said in this room will leave it.”

The male twin looked at his sister and answered, “Our friends trust you, and for now, we will trust you too. He can stay.”

I said, “My name is Jeremiah Winslow. My number one is Aimee and you already know the twins with me.” Indicating the Chief of Police, I said, “This is the Chief of this police department and one of my most trusted friends. We all just call him Chief. What are your names so we know what to call you?”

The male twin answered, “We are Marshal and Marjorie Murray, and yes we are friends of Joe and Jan.”

I started out with the facts, “We all know that you have a unique skill. I have an organization that will allow you and your skills to flourish and grow. While at the same time, we will provide you with the structure and controls so that you will stay out of trouble in the future.”

Marjorie asked, “What kind of organization do you have. We are not interested in working for the government.”

I explained, “I am putting together a very high end security team. My number one, motioning toward Aimee, is interviewing special operations team members that are separating from the military, due to the end of their enlistment or retirement. What this means is that they are in the prime of their careers and have years of field and engagement experience to pass along to the next generation. You could be a part of that next generation.”

Marshal asked, “What type of experts are you bringing on board?”

I explained, “Aimee has already recruited one of the top snipers and small arms specialists in the world and arguably the most sought-after hand to hand combat instructor and special operations planner that our President’s Secret Service and the Pentagon have on retainer for problem area coverage around the world. They are both retiring Navy Seals.”

“I am told. The President himself will contact me and explain his relationship with each of them. They have special access to his protective service personnel. They also have his personal contract information for short notice consultation. One of the reasons I wanted the Chief to sit in, is so that he can validate what I am saying regarding these two people. Chief, what do you think?”

The Chief stated, “Both of their names are on the list of the top three most named in their field of expertise anywhere in the world.”

I looked at the twins and asked, “Would you like to be trained to use your talents in a more constructive way than playing games. These two have contacts that have taken your fun to a level the two of you could only dream about. The Seal, who is the highest rated security specialist, placed a business under surveillance last night by a couple of his contacts. That business was attacked and his contacts got it all on video. The person that handed the Chief’s Lieutenant a video disk literally disappeared within 30 seconds. Little did the Lieutenant know that person was rarely over five feet from him until they finished their investigation. Even though they were frantically searching for this person, they couldn’t find them. These are the type of people you can be trained by if you join my security team. Does this interest you?”

They both looked me in the eye and Marshal said, “If nothing else it would be interesting.”

Looking at them I said, “I am going to ask Joe and Jan, presumably your friends, to explain our lifestyle to you. Partially to make sure they really understand the way it works and to see if you might want join us. Is this ok to you?”

Marjorie replied, “They are our friends and it would be best if they explained it to us. We may believe it from them.”

Marshal asked, “Will we be able to ask questions of Joe and Jan or are we here to listen to everyone preach at us like you have since you arrived.”

I smiled at Marshal and said, “It wouldn’t appear that we are preaching at you if you would participate in the discussion. Your short answers with no information make me think you are hiding something. Should we leave you to the fate you have earned. Tell me, am I wasting my time even talking to you? I am trying to keep you out of jail and you are answering our questions like you think I am trying to bury you. Tell me Marshal, am I wasting my time?”

Marshal looked at his sister and saw the tears trying to escape her eyes. When he saw this he almost lost it himself. He said, “I am sorry, whenever we trust someone, they always let us down and have ulterior motives. They always want something from us or to use us. It is easier to not trust anyone we don’t know.”

I looked him in his eyes and said, “Marshal, I’m not going to blow smoke up your backside. I am going to use you and your sister. It’s just not in a negative way. I’ve already explained that I am putting together a high end security team to protect my number one and myself. They will also protect my organization and you will earn your keep. Nobody gets a free ride, you are going to have to make commitments like towing the line and not abuse what you have and will learn. You are going to have to learn to trust my intentions, everything I do is for the betterment of the organization and that means bringing in the best of the best. The question you need to answer is do you want to be a part of something special or do you want to take your chances with the criminals and a life of fear of consequences?”

I was getting used to their poker faces when I made the statement. I shook my head and continued to watch them. Marjorie finally broke her silence when she said, “Marshal, I don’t know about you, but I am scared stiff about going to jail. We won’t even be in the same one. I will be in a women’s prison and you will be in one for men. If we are going to be separated, I’ll take my chances with them. Hopefully they can convince our father to let us go and not try and punish us with prison. You know he doesn’t want us.”

It was now Marshal’s turn to be on the verge of tears. He couldn’t speak and nodded his head.

I nodded to Joe who said, “Marshal, Marjorie, let’s talk openly. I believe that Mr. Winslow and his number one Aimee are really here to help or we wouldn’t have asked for their help. We approached them and asked for their help to intercede on your behalf. One of our concerns is that if you go to jail, the wrong type of people will get their claws in you and make you help them. Turning you into career criminals, your special skills will never be used to help, but hurt people including each of you. And personally, Jan and I cannot take that chance and not try. Do you understand?

Marshal nodded, and then Marjorie nodded with a tear running down her cheek, “Joe, thanks for at least trying. We now know that we screwed up. I believe we are ready to listen.”

Jan took up the explanation, “Over the last couple of days we have been exposed to a new lifestyle that we are beginning to understand and love. It is solely based on Dominant and Submissive personalities or some mix of the two. I will start with Mr. Winslow. He is definitely the Dominant personality. Everyone sees it as soon as they meet him.”

“Then there is Aimee, who is also a very dominant personality, but with a submissive side that has needs and must be nurtured. Mr. Winslow as the Master is able to balance and encourage both sides of her and allow her to flourish in both. We thought it odd that everyone calls him Master and everyone except him calls her Mistress. Do you see the collar around her neck? The writing on the collar says Property of Jeremiah Winslow.”

Marshal and Marjorie both gasped. Marjorie asked, “Does this mean that she is his slave?”

Joe laughed, partially because he got the response he wanted.

Aimee was listening to what he said and watched his actions very close.

Joe smiled and said, “No, nothing like that. It is more a symbolism than anything else. Actually, Aimee has chosen to give herself to Mr. Winslow to do or use as he wishes.”

Marjorie said, “That sounds like slavery to me.”

Joe continued, “Maybe so, but slavery is forced servitude and compliance. A slave has no choice in who their Master is or in how their Master uses them.”

“When a person accepts a collar, they have made the choice to accept and wear it. Thus Aimee made the choice to trust Mr. Winslow. He will only ask her to do what he believes is in her best interest or in the best interest of the organization. Now, will she always agree with what he is asking or will it be easy or comfortable for her to do, no, absolutely not? Does she have to do it, though compliance is expected, she has the right to say no. She can remove the collar anytime she wishes. This signifies she no longer trusts in his judgment. Removal of the collar means she has the right to leave and move on with her life. Do you see that choice is the main difference between slavery and submission? I do understand that it is a fine line because compliance is expected when a request is made.”

Marshal asked, “What if she doesn’t take the collar off and still says, ‘No, I won’t do it.’”

Jan laughed, “At that time Mr. Winslow can either decide to punish her or remove the collar himself. Now punishments are decided and agreed on prior to a collaring. Example, Joe and I hacked into Mr. Winslow’s computer yesterday so we could access our emails and had to come clean about what we did.”

Marshal asked, “Why did you have to come clean. No one ever knows you access their computers. If you had said nothing, he would have never known.”

Joe, blushed, “I had to tell him because I wanted him to help you. In doing that I had to tell him how I accessed my email, as our phones have been off, since we are hiding from our father. He wants to force us to become his slaves.”

Joe explained, “Long story short, we deserved to be punished and since we both want to be collared, our choices were to leave and be vulnerable to our father’s demands. We made the decision to stay and be protected. It may seem like we are taking the lesser of two evils, but we are coming to love the lifestyle. We took our punishment and still have the opportunity to be collared.”

Jan stated, “In our minds it was an easy choice, take the punishment like a man and a woman, which is what we did. It wasn’t easy, but now we know what to expect in the future when we step out of line.”

Marjorie interrupted, “What was the punishment?”

The twins looked at Aimee, since she decided what would happen and she replied, “You can tell them, but it is yours and Jan’s decision how much to tell them.” Joe looked at Jan and she nodded her head that it was ok.

From Joe’s point of view

“Jeremiah had pressing matters with the Chief of Police as our father found us and was watching their house. Aimee requested of her Master that she be able to handle our discipline. She requested this because their house was basically under siege by our dad and his cronies and his attention was required elsewhere.”

“Aimee called in two of her submissives and asked them to take us up to her room and using one of their paddles apply five swats to our bare asses as she had done to her and three of her submissives last Sunday. They both rubbed their asses and said, ‘Yes, Mistress.’ Our mother was also present and she made her watch. Knowing that a mother could not stand by and do nothing when her children were being attacked, Aimee requested that she be restrained in a chair and gagged.”

“It was clear to our mother that she was not to try and intercede on our behalf. We both knew that it might actually be harder on her than us. When we got up to the room and after Mom was stripped, restrained in a chair and gagged...”

Marjorie gasped, “They actually stripped your mother in front of you and she let them. Then she allowed them to restrain her to a chair, completely nude and gag her?”

I answered, “Yes, she did.”

Marjorie surprised everyone as she said, “Awesome, that must have really embarrassed her and hurt her pride.”

Joe stated, “She had to comply or she wouldn’t have been allowed to stay. There was no way she was going anywhere.”

“Next they instructed me and Jan to remove our clothes and of course we did. Traci, one of the submissives, came over and took Jan’s hand and led her to the bed and sat her down facing me. Natalie came to me and requested me to kneel down on my knees, sit on my heels with my shoulders back, chest out and hands resting on my thighs. They instructed me that I was not to move or my punishment would be increased. This is considered to be the position of submission and respect for your Master or Mistress.”

“Traci reached over and opened a drawer in a bedside table. She took out a pair of balls about two inches in diameter and what looked like a controller. It was the remote control for the vibrating balls. Traci then inserted the ball into Jan’s pussy. I watched her pussy lips open as she pressed the ball inside of Jan. They then restrained her, face down on the bed. Her hands were restrained to the headboard and then her feet were restrained to the bottom of the bed. Next they lubed and inserted the second ball vibrator into her asshole. Both balls had a string on them for later removal. They asked if Jan was ready. When she said yes, Natalie swatted her bear ass with the paddle and Jan yelled out in pain.”

“I watched as Traci pushed the remote button. When she did, Jan instantly reacted. It looked like she was having an orgasm. Each time Natalie swatted Jan, Traci pushed the button and I could tell that the intensity level increased by Jan’s reaction. Each swat, another button press, caused a greater intensity of vibration inside her body. By the time all five swats had been administered, Jan was trembling through orgasm after orgasm. It appeared like Jan had lost all control of her body, almost like an epileptic seizure.”

“Jan was lying on the bed sobbing, but she was also trembling through more orgasms, as her entire body was shivering as if she was freezing. Oh my god, there were so many orgasms of an intensity like I have never had before. I was in disbelief that she could have an orgasm while crying like a baby.”

“After they removed the restraints and comforted Jan, she finally regained her composure and they proceeded to make passionate love to her. When they finished with her, she was completely passed out, and I mean out like a light had been turned off. I kept looking at mom while they were making love to Jan. She looked like she was having an orgasm after orgasm as well. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My mother was crying through her own orgasms.”

Joe looked at Jan and asked, “Would you like to continue and explain what happened to me?”

From Jan’s point of view

Jan said, “I would love to. I had a front row seat as I was too exhausted to move, I couldn’t get up. Natalie and Traci couldn’t get me off the bed, so they just rolled me out of the way.”

“As they were getting Joe ready, I noticed that he had an erection and it was big and strong. I watched as Traci slid a tube over his erection and secured it around his waist. She then gently rolled him over on his stomach. He was then secured to the bed in the same way they did me. I was amazed when Natalie pulled out a small but plug and inserted it into his ass. I saw Traci had two remotes in her hands. Traci showed me the remotes and smiled.”

“I couldn’t believe all the great toys they had. I remember thinking to myself, ‘This must be their play room.’”

“It was Traci’s turn to apply the paddle. She handed Natalie the remotes as Natalie handed her the paddle. Traci asked Joe if he was ready. When Joe said yes, she hit him the first time. Joe let out a breath and I saw Natalie push both buttons and heard Joe moan, he actually moaned loud enough I could hear him. Then he jumped as Traci hit him again, then again, then again and finally the last swat. Joe was finally showing the pain, but he was pumping the bed as if he was having sex with someone under him. And then his body was shaking as he let go his orgasm. Natalie and Traci released his restraints and removed the toys. At first they lay at his sides until he regained his composure. They then proceeded to mount him on his face and erection. Then they kept loving him and switching places, each time after they had an orgasm themselves.”

“I really couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My brother on his back and they were just using his body as their personal toy. Joe wasn’t dormant, his hands freely roamed their bodies as he massaged every part he could reach. Finally all three of them collapsed on the bed in exhaustion, except Natalie was out cold.”

“I looked over at my mom and noticed that Aimee had come back in the room. She was gently removing our mother’s bindings. Mom was sobbing as Aimee took mom in her arms and whispered something in her ear. Mom nodded her head stood and approached me. She reached out for my hand and helped me up. We then joined Joe on the bed. I don’t know what came over us, but Joe and I started making love to our mom. She perked up and loved us back after some hesitation. I noticed movement around the bed and saw Aimee taking Natalie and Traci off the bed, out of the room, and closed the door.”

“I really don’t remember what happened, but at breakfast the next morning I heard that it was loud. It is still all a blur in my mind.”

Back to the Master’s point of view

Jan turned to Aimee and asked, “What did you whisper to our mother?”

Aimee smiled and replied, “You will have to ask you mother.”

Jan smiled at Aimee, “I did ask her and she said that she doesn’t remember.”

Aimee said, “I told your mother, that she needed to go and love her children. She replied to me, I know and went to you and led you the bed. She told me this morning that she loved every moment of it and that the three of you did it again this morning.”

Aimee turned to the twins who were just staring at Joe and Jan. Aimee said, “When we discipline someone, we feel we need to let them know we still care and love them. An ass whipping is just that, an ass whipping. Think of all the times your parents disciplined you, did they ever show you their love for you afterword.”