Chapter 3

"Hello Marc." Ellen said when she saw who was standing in front of the door.

"Hello Mrs. Adams. Is Tim home? I need to talk with him." Marc replied.

"Sure come in. He is in the living room." Ellen said as she held open the door for him.

"Hi Marc." Tim said when the boy came into the living room.

"Hi Tim, I would like to talk with you." Marc replied.

"Ok." Tim said. He glanced at his sister but then decided it would not be fair to order her to leave. "Let's go to my room. We can talk there." Tim said.

"Tim!". Lisa said angrily.

"What." Tim said as he looked at his sister.

Lisa gave him an angry stare. For a moment Tim was confused. Then he started to laugh as he remembered what had happened that afternoon.

He sat down next to Lisa and hugged her. "Sorry sis. I won't do it again."

"You better not." Lisa replied with a grin.

Tim smiled. "I would like you to go to your bedroom while I talk with Marc." He said.

"Yes Tim." Lisa replied with a happy smile. Then she gave him a kiss and went upstairs.

"Ohh my goddd!!!". Marc gasped when Lisa stood up.

Tim started to laugh again when he saw the look of shock on Marc's face.

"Yes she quit a sexy number, isn't she?". He said.

"Well I can see why she needs some protection." Marc replied as he sat down.

"Yes well, I figured that since you are the captain of the football team, you could make sure that nobody harasses her." Tim replied.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure that no one bothers her." Marc said.

Then he looked at Tim and continued. "Thanks for taking care of Carla."

Tim smiled "I hope it helped."

"Yes it did". Marc said. A thoughtful look appeared on his face as he continued. "You are not going to make her you slave. Are you?".

Tim smiled. "No. But I talked to Lisa and she agreed that Carla could become her slave."

Marc grinned. "She is going to be thrilled to death." He gave Tim a serious look and continued. "I owe you a big favor Tim. If there is anything you need just ask."

Tim smiled. "That's ok. I would have done it anyway."

The next morning after Carla went to school, Marc sat down in the kitchen with his mother.

"Marc, I want to talk to you about Carla." Tammy said to her son.

"Why? what has she done?". Marc asked.

"Last night, when I tucked her in I saw that she has Alligator-clips on her nipples."

"You didn't take them off, did you?"." Marc asked nervously.

"No I didn't. But I know you two talked last night. So perhaps you could tell me what is going on, before I confront here with it."

"Ok mom." Marc sighed. Then he explained what was going on.

"I'm not happy about Carla having sex, but I suppose I can't stop it."

Tammy said to Marc. "But this slave stuff is out of the question."

"I don't know." Marc retorted. "You know, I have learned something yesterday. I love Carla and she is my sister but I have never been there for her. Yesterday I learned that if you love someone, you take care of that person. They care about Carla mom and I'm going to care about here to.

And if being Lisa's slave is going to make her happy, then I'm going to make sure it happens."

Tammy smiled. She took Marc's hands into hers and said. "I care about her to you know. But..." She sighed and shook her head. "I guess we never told you why your father and I broke up." She finally said.

"Why did you?". Marc asked.

Tammy took a deep breath and then said. "I wanted to be slave, but your father couldn't handle it. He thought that having a slave meant that you could treat that persons any way you like, which in his case mend beating people up. But it doesn't work that way. You have to respect and trust each other to be master and slave, but your father never understood that." She sighed and continued. "I guess I don't want the same thing to happen to Carla."

"Lisa loves her mom." Marc said.

"I guess your right." Tammy replied.

"So you agree?". Marc exclaimed.

"Yes, she can be Lisa's slave, if that's what she wants."

Saturday morning came and Carla couldn't wait to get to Tim and Lisa.

She sat down at the breakfast table started to stuff the food inside as fast as she could.

Tammy looked at her with a smile and said. "I have arranged for us to go to some friends. I have put some clothes on your bed that I want you to wear."

"Oh mom I can't. I have to..." Carla started, but Tammy stopped her saying.

"Your coming with us and that's final."

"It's not fair." Carla pouted. Then she went up to her room.

Two seconds later she was back down again. "Mom where are my bras and panties she said. A big grin split Tammy's face. "You can't wear a bra while you have those alligator-clips on your nipples and you don't need panties where we are going."

Marc bursted out in laughter when he saw the look on his sisters face.

"I know all about the trouble you got into this week." Tammy giggled.

"Oh mom, Then you know I can't go with you. I have to go to Tim and Lisa."

Carla said in desperation.

This caused a new wave of laughter.

"I know where we are going, but we are not going to get there if don't get dressed." Tammy sniggered.

"Ohh you two!" Carla muttered when she finally understood what her mother had said. Then she stomped out of the kitchen to get dressed.

They arrived at Tim's home an hour later. Ellen greeted them at the door.

"Tim and Lisa are waiting for you in the living room." She said to Marc and Carla. Then she turned to Tammy and said. "Are you ready to do some big spending?".

Tammy grinned "Yes, let's shop till we drop." she replied.

Then they said good-bye to the kids and left.

Carla immediately went to Tim. "I want your permission to fuck Marc." She said to him.

Tim grinned. "You don't need my permission for that. You're not my slave."

He replied. Why don't you sit don't and listen to what we have to say." He added when he saw the disappointed look on her face.

When Marc and Carla where seated, Lisa produced a collar and gave it to Carla saying "If you want to be my slave you will put this on and never take it off again."

Carla just sat there with a stunned look on her face. Tear appeared in her eyes.

"Oh my!". She croaked after a few minutes. Then she tried to put the collar around her neck. But her trembling hands made it impossible for her to close it.

Lisa sat down next to her on the couch and fastened the collar. Then she took Carla in her arms and laid down with her back against the armrest and Carla's head resting on her tits. Then she opened carla's blouse and took the alligator-clips of her nipples.

She gave Carla a kiss and said. "Well how does it feel to be a slave."

Carla began to cry. Lisa caressed her hair.

"Sshhss, everything is alright." She whispered.

'I hu... hu... hu... know." Carla sobbed.

After a few minutes the crying stopped.

"Lisa?". Carla said.

"Yes?".

"Am I going to be your slave forever?".

"You will be my slave for as long as you need." Lisa kissed Carla's forehead and continued "But that's not important. What is important is that you are my friend and you will be as long as I live. And there is nothing you can do to change that."

"Lisa?" Carla said a few minutes later.

"Hmmmm?".

"Sometimes I get scared."

"About what?".

About people leaving."

"Like your father?".

Carla nodded unable to speak.

"Hmmm. I think it is time we had some rules." Lisa said with a smile.

"Rule number one. If you get scared you come to me and I hold you until you are not scared anymore." Then she grinned and added "I can't think of any other rules right now, but I will let you now what they are when I think of them." Lisa smiled and gave Carla a kiss. "Do you want to now a secret?".

She asked.

"What?". Carla replied.

Lisa got a faraway look in her eyes. "Sometimes I have this fantasy that we are living together. I imagine that we are lying like this on the couch or that I'm waking up with you besides me. It's my favorite daydream."

"I would like that." Carla said. A thoughtful look appeared on her face as she added. "Perhaps we could ask our moms if I could live with you for a while."

Lisa nodded. "That's a great idea." She said. She caressed Carla's breasts and added. "Are you going to have your cherry taken today?."

"Yes." Carla replied with a nervous smile.

"I have an idea. Why don't we all take your cherry."

"That's impossible." Carla giggled Lisa grinned. "Well Marc is going to do the actual cherry picking. But I have figured out a way for me and Tim to participate."

"Hmmm. Ok." Carla moaned, excited by Lisa's continued attention for her tits. Then she looked around and added "Where are they?".

"I don't now." Lisa replied. Then she grinned and added. "I guess they got bored with watching us cuddle."

Carla smiled. She turned around and said. "I will never get bored cuddling with you." Then she kissed Lisa passionately.

Their tongues started their feverish dance of love and their hands sought their way to each others tits and cunts.

"Starting with out us sis?".

Startled Carla looked up and saw her brother standing next to the couch.

A grin spread across Her face. "Well you seemed to bored with us."

Marc grinned to. "Bored with you? Never sis." He replied as he kissed her.

"Let's go upstairs and get this show going." Lisa said. Then she looked at Tim and added. "Bring some rope."

"What is the rope for." Carla asked nervously as they went upstairs.

Lisa smiled. "To tie you to the bed." she said. She grinned and added

"Trust me you will love it."

They went to the master bedroom and undressed. Lisa put Carla in the middle of the bed, shoving two pillows under Carla's butt for better access to her pussy and ass. Then she tied Carla's arms and legs to the corners of the bed, leaving her in a spread-eagle position. She grinned and said "Well guys I think it is time to make her scream."