Chapter 21

"What a fucking mess," Kim said to herself as she looked in her rearview mirror at her own disheveled face.

Kim didn't know what to do. Her parents had a major blow-out featuring cops and everything, including some fucking camera crew covering the whole damn mess. Her mom was now in jail for smacking her dad several times with an iron skillet and her dad was now nursing his wounded pride with tequila and scotch and curses. There was no fucking way she was going back in there without an armed escort so she had decided to spend last night in her car. Now she had to be at work in about an hour and she looked like shit.

What a fucking mess.

And, of course, all this went down while her best, and really only, friend decided to go on vacation with her parents; leaving her with no one to party or hang with.

Well, one thing was for fucking sure, she needed to clean herself up and the only real option was see if she could beg or borrow a shower from Stephanie's brother, Jeff.

Kim had met him several times and he seemed sorta cool in a nerdy, college-type way. He definitely looked hot with his dark, close-cropped hair and his teeth-flashing smile and his well built six-foot frame. If it wasn't for the nerdy part, Kim could see herself partying with him big time.

Kim pulled into the driveway. There was a car she didn't recognize parked out front and Jeff's Jeep in front of the garage door. She switched off the engine and took a deep breath before gathering up her uniform and ringing the doorbell.

The brunette pulled herself together as much as she could as she waited at the door. A few moments passed before she rang the bell again. This time she heard the door being unlocked before swinging open.

"Kim," Jeff said, a little out of breath, "What's up? Stephanie isn't back yet."

"I need to ask you a favor," Kim started slowly.

"What kind of favor?"

"Well, you see, my parents had another fucking fight last night and I don't want to go back there until things get cool again..."

"Kim, you really can't stay here," Jeff interrupted.

"No, no, no ... that's not it at all. I just need a quick shower so I can get ready for work. That's all. I really don't have anywhere else to go..."

Jeff stood there pondering for a bit. There Kim stood, in her tight-fitting jeans and black t-shirt, her dark eyes pleading for him to do something. Once again he thought about nabbing the Latino beauty and once again he knew that keeping two non-consenting slaves would be nearly impossible until he had his step-sister fully trained. However, turning her away was not the right thing to do either. It might arouse suspicion. So he nodded his head.

"Okay, but make it quick. I have somebody over."

Kim smiled at the thought that Jeff was 'entertaining' while his parents were gone, "I'll be in and out, promise, I don't want to get in your hair."

Jeff escorted Kim upstairs. The doors to both to his bedroom and Stephs were closed thankfully as he showed Kim the bathroom.

"You should find everything in there you need," Jeff said, "I'll get you some fresh towels and washcloths."

While Jeff ducked down the hallway to the linen closet, Kim wondered who Jeff's friend was and where he was keeping her; probably in his bedroom sleeping off a late morning one-on-one. She giggled a little as Jeff handed her the towels.

"I shouldn't be too long," Kim said as she closed the bathroom door.

As soon as the door shut, Jeff went down the hall to check on his step-sister Stephanie. There she was, still bound on her bed, her hands still tied behind her back and her ankles lashed together and fastened to the foot of the Stephanie's bed. Her white latex hood still covered her head and a red ball gag was forced between her lips. Jeff could hear his sister moaning as her vibrator was doing its job.

Quickly Jeff traced a line across her stomach just above her sex.

Stephanie whined into her gag but Jeff re-traced the line more firmly, emphasizing that Stephanie was not allowed to cum. Jeff didn't want Kim to hear her moans and discover where they came from.

Shutting the door, Jeff went and listened at the bathroom door. He could hear the shower running. Again, the thought of turning Kim into a prisoner surfaced and he checked the bathroom doorknob.

It was locked.

Fate had made the decision for him. Kim would be free to go work at the hardware store, leaving Jeff with just a future fantasy. It was for the best really.

Jeff crossed the hall to his bedroom. Michelle was still kneeling there, her blindfolded eyes looking up at him questioningly as she heard him enter the room. Jeff had refastened her gag before going to answer the door so Michelle could only make unintelligible grunts through her gag.

Jeff unzipped his pants again and pulled out his stiffened cock. Stepping towards the bound Asian girl, he began to rub its head over Michelle's face.

Michelle enjoyed the feel of Jeff's hot, hard cock rubbing across her cheeks and over her forehead. She couldn't make out who was at the door other than it being another girl and she didn't know what was said. But Jeff had left the bedroom door open now and she could hear the sounds of a shower being run.

Jeff brushed his cock under Michelle's nose and she smelt his desire, a sort of musky smell that promised more than just a quick blowjob. Michelle tried to nuzzle him to take more action, but he backed away, teasing her.

"So, slave, do you want this?" Jeff asked.

Michelle nodded, moaning into her gag.

"Show me how much you want this, slave," Jeff said sternly.

Michelle's vibe was still humming as she writhed on the floor kneeling, lifting herself up and thrusting her chest out for him to touch.

Jeff undid her blindfold and looked into Michelle's dark, almond-shaped eyes.

"Do you want me to fuck you slave?"

Again Michelle nodded and moaned louder into her gag.

As Jeff wagged his cock in front of Michelle, Kim was humming to herself in the shower, enjoying the feeling of washing all her troubles down the shower drain, at least for a few minutes. Finally, she decided that she needed to get back to reality and get ready for another day of selling mums and manure in the garden part of the store.

She stepped out of the shower and dried herself all over. Kim loved the smell of all the soaps and conditioners and body washes that still clung in the moist air as she began to get dressed. Seeing her panties laying there, she really didn't want to wear them a second day. Perhaps she would wrap a towel around herself and skip over to Stephanie's room for a clean pair. Kim was sure that Steph wouldn't mind at all.

Both Jeff and Michelle heard the shower turn off. Quickly Jeff slid himself back into his jeans and zipped them up. This was part of the thrill; doing it within seconds of being caught at any time. It just made his cock ache that much more. Quickly he traced a line over Michelle's belly, trusting that she wouldn't cum until he let her. He went out into the hallway, shutting his bedroom door behind him.