Chapter 3

When I awoke, it was only just getting dark outside, so I realised that I had been asleep for only an hour or so. Then I realised I was by myself. What's going on here? I paged first my gran, then my mother but neither answered. I climbed out of bed and went into my ensuitebathroom, had a quick piss, showered and was soon dressed in casual clothes.

I found all the women together in the spacious kitchen drinking champagne. All stood up, a smile on all their faces. All that is except Lucinda who remained sitting, and still sipping her wine.

"Eve, what's Lucinda's problem" I asked.

"Remember master, she doesn't want to be a slave, unlike the rest of us."

"And you won't have me, you young prick, and you certainly won't control me like that bastard father of yours."

Casually, I reached into my pocket and removed my father's letter. After a quick glance I turned to Lucinda and said "arrogant bitch slave." I wasn't surprised to find her quickly kneeling at my feet, hands behind her head, eyes down.

"Sis, come here please." When she was near enough I whispered into an ear "Tomorrow we will make time to be together, but tonight I going to have a bit of fun. Okay."

"Of course it is master" she whispered back.

"Master? I haven't said your phrase sis."

"I don't think you will ever need to master. I've been looking forward to this day for years" she said before kissing me on the lips.

What do I have here I thought. Oh well, I'll work it out tomorrow. As I had said tonight was for a bit of debauched fun. The gentle loving she deserved could wait until tomorrow. Referring to my father's letter again I said "chocolate mountains." Now I had two woman kneeling at my feet.

"Master, I'm your's to command." This had of course come from Aunt Michelle, my fathers sister.

"Michelle, Lucinda stand." They both stood, hands behind their heads. Their hair colour was the same, but that's about the only similarity between the two. Michelle had long blonde hair tied in a ponytail. Her face as slightly rounded and with big eyes. Here boobs were a bit smaller than the others and she seemed wider in the hips than most of them.

Lucinda's hair was blonde, but everything else was different. For a start, her blonde hair was cut very short, a page boy sort of look. The shape of her breasts might make you think she was a boy, there didn't appear to be much there at all. Fierce dark eyes, and a very slim body completed the picture.

"Come on you two, follow me to my room."

"Excuse me master" said Eve "why don't you use your father's playroom in the basement."

Playroom? Basement? "What do you mean?."

"You were not to know till now of it's existence master. He always took her there" said Eve, pointing at Lucinda.

I looked at Michelle. "Do you know how to get in there."

"Of course master, come I'll show you."

She led the way, with me following, dragging Lucinda by the arm. We proceeded to my father's study, the only room previously banned to my presence. Once in the study Michelle walked over to one of the many bookcases, pressed a hidden button and the entire bookcase swung forward. How corny was that? Anyway, she pressed a light switch to reveal a downward stairway. Once at the bottom I was amazed at what I could see.

The room was only about twenty feet square, but what it contained was the amazing thing. One wall was devoted to shelves, angled at 45 degrees so that you could see everything they contained. The shelves had all manner of things. What could I see? Dildos, battery powered vibrators, butt plugs, nipple clips, light chains, handcuffs, you name it, it was there. Underneath the shelves were clamps holding whips, paddles, chains and other things. How could I identify most of these things. Don't forget the internet, which I had been surfing unsupervised for years.

Turning, still holding Lucinda's arm, I saw an old fashioned type of stocks, with holes in it for a head and two arms. Also something that looked like a small jumping horse that you would find in any school gym, but with a difference. Very close to the end of it protrubeda dildo sticking upwards. At the one side there appeared to be electronic controls. On both sides there were numerous velcro straps. This was something I certainly hadn't seen on the internet.

"Michelle, what is that thing" I asked.

"It's called a sybian I think master. You tie a woman on there with the dildo in her and the controls vary the depth and speed of the movement of the dildo." [ I now know more. Try www. sybian. com]

Wow, was my father kinky. But I silently thanked him for his 'playroom'.

The last wall had something intriguing in front of it. It looked like a cross between an ironing board and a dentist chair. There was a flatish type padded board, but underneath were two foot operated switches that I imagined controlled the height and angle of the board. Above and around it was a stainless steel framework with chains and velcro straps. Beside it were two eyebolts set into the floor, and looking up there were two more above them going into the ceiling, with pulleys threaded with chains hanging from them, one end of each chain tied to catches on the wall.

Turning yet again, with Lucinda still in my grasp, I looked to where the stairway ascended. Beside the stairway, uncurtained, stood in order, a hand basin, a toilet bowl and a bidet. The entire middle of the room was dominated by a huge satin covered mattress in the middle of the floor.

A bit overwhelmed with all the contraptions I said to Michelle "What would my father normally have done with Lucinda in this room."

"Most of the time he just tied her to the platform and fucked her butt master, he said he couldn't be bothered with any thing else to do with her."

"How long has he been treating her like that Michelle?."

"At least the last twenty years master."

That probably explains her mannerisms I imagined, I thought to myself, but... let's wait and see how she behaves.

I found the lone chair in the room. Upon sitting, I told the ladies to come and stand before me.

"Michelle, remove your blouse," I told her when they were both in front of me. Slowly and seductifly, she unbuttoned her soft pink coloured blouse and shrugged it off. The bra of the same colour held, it seemed, two nice little tits." Lucinda, lose the tee-shirt now! When it came over her head all I could see were two little young girlish sized mounds, but with rather large nipples." Lucinda, jeans off." Unceremoniously she removed her jeans, revealing a simple pair of plain, high cut red panties bulging with hair, whisps of it poking out the sides.

"Michelle, skirt." With a smile on her face, she undid it and wriggled it down her legs. Lo and behold, she wasn't wearing any panties, but even better there wasn't a hint of any hair below her waist." Very nice slave Michelle, I like your style." She gave a little blush. It was very cute seeing blushed cheeks on a blonde, near naked woman. The blush even seemed to come down between her breasts. Speaking of which "Michelle, bra."

It was a front clip bra that was soon removed, revealing two nicely formed tits, but the strange thing was her nipples. They seemed to go inwards, rather than out.

"Michelle what's wrong with your nipples?."

"Nothing master, their just inverted. When excited or when I'm cold they come out like normal ones" she replied. Well that's something I had never heard of.

Next "Lucinda, panties off" I ordered. Holy christ, when she removed her red panties, I saw a massive forest of dirty blonde hair descending nearly from her navel to between her legs. There were similar tufts under her arms too.

"Lucinda, don't you ever trim yourself?."

"No boy, why should I." I realised these were the first words she had spoken since her she had abused me in the kitchen.

Ignoring Lucinda I said "Michelle, please tell me again how my father used Lucinda, or more to the point why did he bother fucking this thing" I said pointing at Lucinda.

"Master, the only time I saw him fucking her was when she was held in the frame," she indicated the ironing board type thing, "and then only in the butt," was her reply." But I was told she has had turns in the stocks and on the sybian like most of us have."