Chapter 7

I explained to Aimee, “One of my friends is the commander of Navy Seals in San Diego. You are to be there around noon tomorrow and start interviews for male / female recruits into our organization, or your harem if you please. The one or ones you accept will be collared by you as they will not only be your lover/s, but your personal security detail. They will also be available to service your Mistresses as you desire.”

Aimee looked at me like I had three heads, “You’ve got to be kidding me?”

I said, “No, I am not kidding. You are about to become the number one mistress of the Western United States of America. You will also be thought of at a minimum, the girlfriend of one of the wealthiest men in the world. Do you understand the target you could become?”

Aimee replied, “I never thought of it in that way. Do I really need a security detail of scary strong and over qualified people?”

I explained, “The only way to protect you is to surround you with the best in the world. If you only consider one of the four or five men/women you interview to be worthy, you will move on to the marine special forces, then par rescue of the air force, then the army special forces, then the coast guard rescue divers.”

Aimee asked, “How many security people will I need?”

I explained, “My wife had all of those and was well protected. At any time, depending on where in the world she went, she had two to eight individuals with her for security. Not just because she was my wife, but because she started creating our wealth while I was gallivanting around the world playing soldier and seal. In actuality, that wealth is now mine. It started out as hers, then ours.”

Thinking out loud Aimee said, “Because of my position in your organization, it could be considered mine. I will be your leading accountant, managing all of your wealth.”

Explaining, “Aimee, I know you’ve said that I can’t get away from you, I need to accept that. But before you really make that decision you need to know about all the baggage that goes with it. If we one day marry, which is what my wife and I did, you will have to accept that we are in an open marriage, because you will have to keep your male and female subs happy and that means in a physical as well as mental way.”

Aimee’s mind was continuing to process the information I was giving her, I continued.

“This lifestyle is different than what society thinks is normal as you have been raised to believe. They see all the porn showing domination and slavery and think that is what we do. In our organization, none of that works. In part because very few are really into that. Yes, periodically like today we have to share discipline. But generally, it turns out like ours did. Some of the best make up sex, bar none. How did you like the sex after having your ass beating?”

Just thinking about it, Aimee thought she was about to have an orgasm.

Aimee replied, “I am becoming wet just thinking about it.”

I asked her, how are you going to handle disciplining one of your men? Just beat his ass and walk away. You will lose him if you do, you need to address his physical needs the same way we addressed yours this afternoon. Can you do that? Are you enough of a slut to be able to do that. I know that word has a very derogative meaning in normal society, but this isn’t normal society.”

Aimee said, “I am starting to understand how different I have lived the last few days. Not only having sex multiple times a day, but with a variety of people. Before Friday, I had never kissed a woman as part of sex, just in a friendly greeting on the cheek. I am horny just thinking of feeling up Lily on the dance floor, then that kiss as she melted in my arms. The power I felt was something I had never experienced. I felt she gave herself completely to me on the dance floor. I couldn’t wait to get her home and seal the deal.”

I explained, “Aimee, in Lily’s case, you were ready to give her your all. I had been keeping you edge our entire time together. It is a reality that I helped create as the Master of this house. When or if I ever call you a slut, I mean it as the best complement I can give you. It means you let all your guards down to take care of your men and women in whatever way needed. Again, with Lily, your guards were gone. There will be times one of your harem will approach you with such a need and desire for your touch, but you have no desire to be touched yourself. You will have to dig that desire up from the deepest cavern in your body, to make them feel like they are the most important lover you have ever been with. That’s the slut that needs to come out of you. Can you live with this life? This is all I am asking you.”

You could see Aimee’s mind was running as if she was trying to sprint 100 meters, but the distance was actually a marathon.

I continued, “As my number one, you will be called on for any number of things a normal girlfriend or wife would not be asked to do. That is why you need a connection to whoever you allow to wear your collar. How are you going to take care of someone you don’t care about, but feel your harem or the organization needs? Never just settle for the organizations needs, always choose the best you can truly connect with. If you can’t take care of all of someone’s needs, don’t bring them in. Tomorrow, every one of them is good at what they do. Don’t settle if there is no connection. Think about it and then answer my question in the morning.

Now, we have about five minutes to plan for Traci.

Aimee said, “I am going to let Natalie take the lead, but if she can’t handle it, I am going to step in and invite Traci to be mine. Traci needs us and Natalie needs this chance to see where she fits. Can’t you see it in her? She loves us, we just met her two days ago with a little pussy flash while trying on shoes. Now she would die if we sent her away. Please Master, let’s give her this chance.”

I said, “Aimee, you need to see beyond Natalie and Traci, how many do you plan on bringing into our harem. We can’t save the world. We also will have to run the entire Western USA. I don’t know how many we will collect, right now I just know about Traci and our security detail. The world has changed a lot in the last couple of years, internet security concerns are almost more important than physical. We also have to develop strong Masters and Mistresses that have special talents. Take your specialty, forensic accounting, you see things on a spreadsheet most other people don’t understand.”

Aimee said, “I never thought about a security detail at all. Your point regarding me being at risk all the time caught me by surprise. I do agree with you that if we are going to have a security detail, it will need the best of the best and as you say. I need at least four number ones on the security detail. Are there any ladies that I will be adding to that detail?”

I explained, “The choice is yours to make, choose what you think you need. After you visit the seals, you will move on to the Marines, there will be a few from each that you may want to recruit. You need to remember, our lifestyle needs to fit whoever you recruit. Try not to be gender specific going into an interview. While I was a seal commander, I had women that any man would take to cover their back. But, most men weren’t good enough to have their back. Tomorrow may be very eye opening to you.”

Looking at the clock I said, “Show time could be any time. Let’s talk to Lily and Natalie.”

Aimee asked, “Do you always call names by hierarchy or by alphabet?

I answered, “Hierarchy of course, we all do in our world, get used to it. It means more outside of our organization than inside. We know who is who inside it. I’ve seen organizations fall apart because a Master or Mistress shows favoritism to someone in a very submissive position. You need to watch out for jealousy of power as much as sexual attraction. Sometimes that favoritism can lead to emotional promotion within an organization. Now don’t get what I am saying wrong, you will have an emotional attachment with everyone in your harem. You need to watch out in promoting someone because most or everyone gives them leeway because you are showing favoritism toward them.” We stepped outside my office and the girls were standing there ready.

Aimee looked at Lily, “You look devastatingly sexy.” Then Aimee looked at Natalie, “Oh my God, you look like you should be standing on a street corner instead of in a suburban home.” Looking at Lily, Aimee said, “Well done, she oozes sexuality and being a slut at the same time. I love it.”

As we stepped up to them, I requested Aimee to explain the plan. Aimee did as the doorbell rang. She looked at Natalie, are you ready for this. Natalie nodded, took a deep breath and went to answer the door.

As Natalie went to answer the door, Lily asked, “Where is Barbara?”

Aimee laughed, “Passed out on the bed, probably until morning. The Master did his business in her and while I was cleaning her up, she passed out cold.”

Lily gasped, “I would have loved to be part of that fun.”

We followed a few minutes later, as we reached the end of the hallway, we heard Natalie say, “The Master and Mistress will be out in a minute. They just finished with some pressing business and are cleaning up. Maybe you can help me in the kitchen, we have about fifteen minutes before the enchiladas are ready so we have some time to finish the sides and talk a bit. Do you know how to make guacamole?”

Traci replied, “I do and would love to help out.”

As they entered the kitchen Jeremiah and Aimee stopped in the living room. Close enough to listen in. Lily stood with them out of sight.

Entering the kitchen Natalie asked, “Traci why are you here?”

Traci replied, “I am not sure, I feel like I have to be here or I may never be satisfied with my life.”

Natalie explained, “Traci, I know exactly what you mean.”

Surprised, Traci asked, “How could you possibly know? You are full of confidence, move like you know exactly where you are going and everyone should get out of your way.”

Natalie explained, “Traci, just yesterday, I was selling shoes and trying to figure out what I wanted to become in life. I knew I had to go to college, but had no clue for what. One thing lead to another and many years have passed. It was like one day I had all these friends and relationships, the next thing I knew all of my friends had finished college, married, had children and were mostly living the happily ever after future I wanted.”

Traci, I am 29 years old and still didn’t know what to do with my life. All I can tell you is that the Master brought my Mistress in to buy a pair of shoes and they made me feel like I was the most important person in their lives. For the first time I could remember, someone was treating me like I mattered, with respect. I was on my knees fitting the Mistress with shoes and she looked into my eyes and I felt like she was looking into my soul. I believe for the first time, I knew where I should be. The Master and Mistress will help me figure out the rest.”

Natalie looked at Traci and saw tears running down her cheeks and knew they weren’t for her, they were for Traci.

Natalie stepped over to Traci and enveloped her in her arms and hugged her. Traci started to cry harder as she laid her head on Natalie’s shoulder. Just then Natalie felt another set of arms encircle them and noticed it was Lily and she also had tears in her eyes.

They were standing like this for what seemed like a long time, but really only seconds when Master and Mistress walked into the kitchen.

Aimee looked at her Master, he nodded his head, and Aimee stepped up to the group and added her arms around the trio. She looked at Natalie, smiled and asked, “Why do I have the feeling that you are the cause of all these tears.”

Natalie shook her head and told Aimee, “I was just talking to Traci and felt that if I told her a little about myself and my life she would feel more comfortable. When I looked over at her, she had stopped what she was doing and was crying. So I did what I thought you would do, I gave her a hug and she started crying harder.”

Through her sobbing Traci said, “Nobody has ever done that to me in my life and I am 31 years old. My home life wasn’t the American dream, my father was a drunk and my mother was a whore who didn’t want me. She told me in no uncertain terms, and then kicked me out of the apartment as a high school graduation present.”

“I have been working at that restaurant ever since and living an existence, not a life. Then you guys came in late this morning and I saw the way you interacted with such joy and happiness, I knew deep inside that I wanted to be around you. To have what you have. Then I read Natalie’s necklace saying that she was the property of Lily, I couldn’t believe what I read. Then I noticed all of the ladies had identical necklaces with other names, but the man with you did not have a necklace and I just figured that you were all his slaves.”

Traci smiled, “But he treated you with such respect and reverence that I nearly lost it there in the restaurant. I knew there was more to this than I could see or even understand.”

Aimee, (Traci blushed, stuttered) or ... aahh ... Mistress.

Aimee raised her hand, interrupting Traci. “You may call me Aimee. I am not your Mistress.” Aimee slyly smiled at her as she said, “Yet.”

Aimee addressed Natalie and said it looks like you and Traci have some talking to do, take Traci up to our special room and spend some time talking. We will finish up here and let you know when dinner is ready.

Aimee looked at Lily and said, “What, ten minutes?”

Lily replied, “Yes Mistress that should do it.”

Aimee turned to her Master, “Maybe we can finish a couple of things in our office?” She glanced at one of the cameras when she made her statement.

Natalie reached out and took Traci’s hand, leading her up the stairs to the room where we dressed.

We entered the office, turned on my computer and opened the camera view for the special room.

As they entered the room Tracie looked around and asked what makes this room so special. Natalie replied, “This is the Master’s bedroom. It is usually where we come to play. But, the most important in this is the room is where our Master stores his wife’s clothing, in that closet.”

Traci gasped, “He’s married, and has all of you living with him, where is his wife?”

Natalie stepped close to Traci, placing her hands on Traci’s shoulders and explained, “His wife passed away about a year and a half ago and he couldn’t get rid of the clothes he picked out and bought for her. This is actually one of the outfits from the closet. He loves for us to dress in the clothes he bought for her. All of us, even you, remind him of her. When we go out, we dress in this closet and pick our clothes just for him.”

Traci looked at the floor and said, “I keep screwing up, just like everywhere in my life. I speak before thinking or understanding. I am so sorry.”

As she finished the sentence Natalie slapped her across her face and told to her, “Stop it.”

Traci looked at Natalie with shock in her face. All she saw back, was kindness in her eyes. Then softly Natalie told Traci, “You are not the piece of shit everyone makes you feel like. You are a beautiful, caring and loving woman. I don’t want to hear you talking down about yourself in my presence or in this house. If you want to tear yourself down, go somewhere else and do it. Not here, not anymore, it stops now.”

Traci shook her head in disbelief as she thought to herself, ‘Someone cares about me. For once in my life, someone truly cares.’ We could see her thought process, it was written all over her face and the way she stood taller. Natalie looked directly in her eyes asked Traci, “Why are you here tonight?”

Traci looked down at floor, “I don’t know.”

Natalie smiled and looked in her eyes, “Traci, do I have to slap you again. Tell me what you think?”

Traci shyly said, “I think I need you, almost more than breathing. The way Aimee, your Mistress, looked at me when she gave me her phone number, told me I was important. You are right, she has that gift, she saw into my soul.”

Traci continued, “All my life I have wanted someone to care about me. Every guy I met, only wanted to bed me one time and then they are gone. People I thought were my friends had no respect for me and made fun of me because they thought I had no desire to improve myself. I was just trying to survive the best way I could. I felt trapped, just surviving, day to day.”

Traci said, “Your Mistress is special, but you already know that. I can see it in the way you interact with her and them.”

Natalie said, “Yes, I knew she was special from the first time I met her. Do you really want to experience the way we live?”

Traci replied, “I don’t know, it feels so different than what I am used too.” Natalie slapped her again, “Pull out of it, right now, stop being so indecisive. Either you want to change or not. We do live different and probably to most of society, in a very unacceptable way. Do you want to know and experience how we live?”

Traci stood tall and decided, “Yes, please teach me.”

Natalie replied, “That’s better, I do not want to force you into doing anything you don’t want to do. But you need to make decisions, not sit on the fence. You cannot live the way you were, indecision is not acceptable any more. If you are going to fully experience our lifestyle, tell me why you really want to live as we do?”

Traci replied, “Oh, Natalie, I want to but I am so scared. It’s all so new, and I have so many preconceived thoughts about what this lifestyle means. I don’t want to be anyone’s slave. What are you going to make me do?”

Natalie said, “I understand exactly what you are saying and not saying. You have been hurt so many times and think we will betray you too. Then Natalie said, “Traci, you must trust me. I will never betray you or hurt you in any way.” Smiling Traci continued, “Unless you make me get your attention or discipline you.”

Traci answered, “I do trust you, but I am still scared.”

Natalie walked to the dresser and took out a dog collar and leash. She walked back to Traci, “This is my first collar. Lily told me that if I wanted to learn about their lifestyle, I would have to choose to put this on and submit completely to her. I am asking you the same question. Are you ready and willing to submit completely to me, to do whatever I ask of you?”

Natalie looked at Traci, “By putting this on, you are choosing to give yourself to me to use as I wish. What that means is you are giving me the responsibility for your care, protection, and happiness. You will be mine until you take it off yourself or I decide you are as worthless as you have been led to believe you are and take it off myself. Now, understand, I would not offer this to you if I thought you were the lost cause that you do. I am choosing you to be my number one submissive. That means I believe you are strong enough and worthy enough to be trained by me. I will also be responsible for your discipline if you are disobedient or disrespectful. Do you understand?”

Traci responded, “I think I do.”

Natalie raised her hand and caressed Traci’s cheek. “Traci, you need to know and understand, not think you do. Don’t make me slap you again. You need to know, not think you know before you put this collar on. You have to want it, not think you have to put it on to belong. Once you put it on, you become mine. You need to want that, or we can have a wonderful time together tonight, then you leave and go on with your life. I was disobedient and disrespectful this morning and Mistress Lily had to punish me. Do you want to know how?”

Traci nodded her head that she wanted to know.

I explained to Traci, “Lily restrained me to this bed and gave me five swats on my ass with a leather paddle, as hard as she could swing it. But, because I was being flippant and disrespectful about it, she asked Mistress Aimee to get another paddle and help her with my discipline. They both beat my bare ass five times, at the same time. Two swats at the same time one at the top of my ass, the other on the bottom. I will tell you when they were finished; I was a sobbing mess on the bed. I won’t go into details, but they followed up by giving me so much love and orgasmic pleasure that I passed out for a couple of minutes. After my discipline, they gave me more love than I have received in my life. I was so exhausted that I couldn’t move when I regained consciousness. They helped me up and took me to the shower and cleaned me up. Do you think I want to go through that again?”

Traci shook her head, “I wouldn’t want to do it again.”

Natalie laughed and said, “I would absolutely do it again, maybe I am even looking forward to doing it again.”

Traci gasped, “But they beat you.”

Natalie laughed and said, “Yes they did, but I earned it by being disobedient. When they finished with my ass, they loved me, like I have never been loved before. To receive that love again, I would walk through the gates of hell and fight the devil himself. Those two women, can own me until the day I die. I will fight anyone who wants to take me away from them.”

Natalie told Traci, “Tomorrow morning, we have to make a decision, starting with my Mistress Aimee. Stay or leave.” Natalie placed her hand on her own collar, “Remove the collar and walk away, or keep it on and stay. I am staying and I believe the others will too. Now, you have to choose. Put on this collar and live as we do as my submissive tonight until tomorrow morning, give yourself to me, and call me Mistress. Or we go down and have a nice meal, and maybe a little fun, then in the morning you go back to your life as if nothing happened tonight.”

Traci looked in Natalie’s eyes and asked, “Are you ever going to slap me again.”

Natalie laughed and told Traci, “If I need to get your attention again, I will. I am responsible for your happiness and if you continue down your path of self depreciation, I’ll get your attention any way I can, even if you make me paddle your cute little ass. Decision time, what do you want to do?”

Traci looked at Natalie, “Are you sure you just came to them yesterday?”

Natalie asked, “Yes, why do you need to know?”

Traci said, “Because I am having a difficult time grasping that yesterday you were like me. You seem so confident, so sure of yourself. I am having a difficult time understanding how you could have been the girl you described in the kitchen with the way you are now.”

Natalie said, “Traci, you need to know and understand. The Master and his Mistresses are amazing people. I will go to war for them, for what they have done for me in a little over 24 hours. I almost don’t believe it myself.”

With that, Traci took the collar from Natalie’s hand and placed it around her neck as she said, “I am yours, do with me as you please.”

I asked Traci, “Do you understand that by becoming mine, you are also giving yourself to the Master and the Mistresses. The Master owns Mistress Aimee, she owns Mistress Lily, and Mistress Lily owns me. The ownership word is symbolic of our agreement.”

Traci responded, “I do know, and I love the idea.”

Natalie attached the leash to Tracie’s collar, “Traci, please remove all of your clothing. Neatly fold each piece and place it on that chair.”

This request startled Traci and as she started to protest Natalie gently rubbed her hand on Traci’s cheek, smiled and asked, “Do I need to get your attention again or did you not mean it when you said I could use you as I please. Are you sure you want to experience everything you can about our lifestyle before tomorrow morning.”

Natalie looked at Traci, “I am asking nothing of you that I haven’t done myself and will never ask you to do anything that I haven’t done or wouldn’t do. No more hesitation in anything I ask you to do. My requests are now to be understood as your commands. You may choose not to do what I ask you to do. Either the collar comes off or you approve me to discipline you. From this moment forward, everyone in this house is now your Master or Mistress. Though you are mine, as we discussed, we all own you through the hierarchy of the house. We will only ask you to do something, you have to choose to do it or take off the collar and you will be free to go. That is how it is from now on as long as you wear my collar. It is how each of us is to our Master or Mistress. Do you understand?”

Traci nodded her head and said, “Yes Mistress, I do understand.” She took off her clothes, folded them and stacked them on the chair. Natalie looked at Traci’s naked body and said, “The Master and Mistresses are going to love you. Have you been sexually active in your life?”

Traci said, “If you mean used, the answer is yes.”

Natalie stared intently in Traci’s eyes and with anger in her voice said, “Never again. You will be loved, not used. I am going to make sure it happens tonight. I won’t promise you will pass out, but you will know we all care about you.” Natalie kissed Traci deep and passionately. “Now let’s go downstairs.”

Aimee and I turned off the computer, left the office and went to the kitchen.

Natalie led Traci out of the master bedroom and down the stairs by her leash into the living room in front of the fireplace. Natalie stopped where the fourth person would sit. She instructed Traci to kneel down and sit on her feet. Traci did, but she was slumped over as if ashamed of what she was doing. Natalie kneeled down in front of her and instructed, “Sit tall and proud with your back straight, chin out, shoulders back, push out your chest, and hold your head tall. This is your place of honor. You are to be proud and act like you are.”

Traci did as she was instructed.

Natalie then requested, “Traci, stay in this position and I will be back in a moment.”

Aimee and I were in the kitchen with Lily when Natalie walked in.

Natalie requested everyone to please come into the living room. We were curious, but did as she asked. As we entered and saw Traci in her position, we all smiled and looked at Natalie with approval.

I looked at Lily and she stepped forward. Lily knelt in front of Traci and looked directly in her eyes. Lily also noticed Traci’s left cheek was glowing red. She looked back at Natalie and Natalie smiled back. Lily turned back to Traci and asked, “I see from your red cheek that Natalie may have had to get your attention?”

Traci stayed proud, but silent.

Lily gently rubbed Traci’s red cheek and stared intently in Traci’s eyes and said, “When someone asks a question, it usually requires an answer.”

To that Traci said. “I needed to have my attention gotten three times by my new Mistress.

Lily looked back at Natalie and smiled. She returned her attention to Traci. “Did she in any way coerce or demand that you place that collar around your neck.”

Traci replied, “No Mistress. She told me I had to make a choice. That I could wear her collar or choose not to. Either way we would then go out and have a pleasant dinner and I would be free to go back to the life I had or stay the night and experience the way you all live.”

Lily asked Traci, “What did you think when she said that?”

Traci appeared in thought, “Mistress, I don’t know any way to say this except it scared the hell out of me.”

Lily laughed and said, “That is directly to the point, no apology is necessary. You will learn, the only apology you will need to give is if you don’t tell the truth. I can tell you are comfortable with what you said.” Then Lily asked, “How do you feel?

Traci answered, “The only way I can answer is to say I feel different. I feel confidence like I have never felt before. I don’t understand why, but I do.”

Lily said, “I can tell you why you feel the way you do. It is because you are sitting there in a proud and confident posture with your chest and chin out. Your posture is showing confidence in yourself. It makes you feel different.”

Lily asked Traci, “Did Natalie explain to you that this is your position whenever you are asked to assume the position? Kneeling just like this, in this exact place. It is yours.”

Lily stood and Traci’s eyes followed her. She tapped her foot and said, “This is Natalie’s place.” She tapped her foot again and said, “This is mine.” She tapped her foot one more time and said, “This place if for my Mistress. Do you notice that the places identify the hierarchy of the house?”

Traci nodded an affirmation.

Lily said, “Any questions?”

Traci replied, “Only one, where is the Master’s place.”

Lily laughed out loud saying, “He is the Master of this house, and it is wherever he wants it to be. But, it is usually on the sofa with one of us in his lap. You see, if you look at each of us, we all have the same body type and look, even you. We all remind him of his deceased wife to whom he was totally in love with and devoted too. We all hope to come to deserve that love and devotion for ourselves. We can never replace her in his heart, but we can be living reminders of his love for her. If you ever break that trust, I cannot fathom the depths of torment that might await you. What do you think of that?”