Chapter 9

Kirstine woke up early in the morning. Stretching herself out, she heard the various cracks and snaps as various joints settled into place after the uncomfortable night's sleep on the air mattress. Looking up, Kirstine saw Anne hovering above her, a look of concern and worry that always seemed to be plastered on her face.

She would be a lot prettier if she would just stop worrying about making a mistake, Kirstine thought to herself.

It's time to get up for preparations, Anne spoke to her telepathically.

Looking at the clock, Kirstine saw that it was six-thirty. The others let her sleep another half-hour longer, probably because she was about five years older than them in age. At the start of every morning, the slaves got up early to prepare themselves for their master and the new struggles that day would bring.

Sandra had introduced the idea and Kirstine endorsed it. She was regretting it now however. Got to get a bigger bed, she thought fiercely.

Kirstine looked over at their owner and master, lying in what was her bed, sleeping soundly. Oddly enough, she felt no anger or regret. All she felt was arousal and excitement at serving him. It would seem out of place to anyone but her.

Kirstine looked back at Anne. I'll be there in a minute.

Anne nodded once and headed for the kitchen, her naked ass swaying alluringly.

This was something else new. Before their master came into her life, Kirstine wouldn't have considered women attractive. She knew this wasn't a suggestion placed by her master, because neither Sandra nor Anne shared the same attraction. Fortunately for Kirstine, Kim did. Thinking about kissing Kim had Kirstine uncomfortably wet in no time. The things that girl could do with her tongue! If only she didn't have her period.

With a sigh, Kirstine got up and went to the bathroom to take care of her morning routine. There she was pleasantly surprised. Her period was finished!

It seemed to be a minor miracle, considering that it lasted only three days. She was really glad, since her pussy hadn't been getting nearly enough attention lately. She was looking forward to getting Kim to eat her out again, or better yet, getting pounded silly by her master's cock.

Each and every morning, while eating breakfast, she and her sister slaves had a discussion of the best way to wake up their master that morning. This morning, Kirstine had every intension of waking him alone and getting fucked.

With a grin and a skip, Kirstine made her way to the second bathroom where she knew Kim would be waiting. Every morning each slave went through the same thing, bending over to receive their enema and then getting lubed up for their master's pleasure. Sandra hated it, grumbled every time she bent over, and absolutely refused to let Kim do it. Kirstine always smiled to herself through this process. During the two occasions that she did it to Sandra, Sandra was gasping from some minor orgasm, especially when Kirstine thrust her fingers in Sandra's anal canal a few more times than was necessary.

As expected, Kim was waiting with the waterspout in hand. She gave a delighted coo when Kim saw Kirstine without her panties.

"Oh goody! We are going to have to give you some extra special attention today!"

Kirstine blushed in combined embarrassment and anticipation. Slowly, Kirstine bent over the bathroom counter. The cold intrusion of the spout being pushed into her anus and into her bowels was always a rude shock at first, but was quickly replaced by the warm and slightly arousing rush of water that accompanied it. Kirstine felt herself being filled up by the liquid as it pushed through her bowels and stretched her to capacity.

Then the spout left her ass and she waited the requisite five minutes while Kim kept up a level of chatter that was mostly ignored. Then with a slap to her ass-cheek that was arousing in its own way, Kirstine waddled to the toilet where she gratefully let loose with a gasp. Kim's chatter continued in its mindlessness that gave her the appearance of a ditz.

But she's not a ditz, Kirstine thought to herself. She's really very smart, one of the top of her class in computer science. She only acts this way because she has no plan of what to do next.

Kirstine knew this when she was looking over her master's financial sheets. He had given her access to his online statements so that she could organize them and get a better grasp on how to improve them. Kim had walked in and asked what she was doing. Kirstine had shown her some of the basics, but quickly realized that there was just too much going on to make it simple. In an effort to fend off Kim's stream of questions, she dug out a fairly thick financial book and told her to read it. Kim looked at it for a moment and then went over to the couch, made herself comfortable, and started reading.

Kirstine was studying and adjusting things for a few hours before Kim came up and started asking questions again. But this time her questions were a lot more informed. Kirstine looked back at the book she had handed Kim but didn't see it.

Kim told her that she had finished reading it and had put it away already! Turns out that she's a speed reader, and understood everything perfectly.

They started talking about Alex's portfolio and when Kirstine mentioned some frustration with the displays of data and having to access several websites of information, Kim volunteered to make a program to coordinate it all. They spent the next two hours developing, adjusting and fine tuning the program. Kirstine didn't know much about programming, but she knew that what Kim was doing was phenomenally fast. The result was impressive too. It would access several internet sources simultaneously and give a few concise yet detailed reports on every asset Alex owned. After that, Kirstine never considered Kim a ditz again.

During her musing, Kirstine finally finished emptying herself. She got up and leaned over the counter again, wagging her ass in anticipation. A moment later she wasn't disappointed as she felt Kim's probing, lubed up fingers pushing their way into Kirstine's anal cavity, wiggling around to spread the lube and to explore her erotically sensitive spots. Kirstine gave a further gasp of pleasure and delight as she felt Kim's fingers start to explore the deep regions of Kirstine's sorely neglected pussy. In no time at all, Kim had Kirstine gasping and groaning as she felt Kim's finger pump faster and faster.

"MMMMmmmmm!" came Kirstine's muffled cry as she felt her lounged for release wash over her. Kirstine tried to keep quiet so as to not wake her master, but she could only barely hang on to that thought as everything came to a narrow point in her vision and her concentration wavered.

Finally the little explosions that were going off in Kirstine started to settle down as she dimly heard lapping sounds from behind her. Kim was lustily wiping off pussy juices from her face and licking them off her fingers.

"Here, let me help you with that."

Kim smiled in answer as Kirstine hesitantly leaned forward and carefully started licking Kim's face. Cleaning her like a cat, Kirstine methodically went over every portion of Kim's face, tasting her own juices, leaving her mouth till last, and then licking Kim's lips slowly from left to right. Kim's mouth opened to admit Kirstine's seeking tongue so that they could wrestle while the girls shared a deep kiss.

They stayed like that, just kissing for several minutes, before Kirstine broke it off.

"I would love to continue this, but I'm getting hungry."

Kim smiled.

"No problem, you go ahead. I'll clean up in here."

"Oh, one thing. I was wondering if I could get your vote to support me in waking up our master by myself. You know, first day after my period and all."

Kim considered it for only a moment.

"It's ok with me. Having your pussy eaten helps, but it's no substitute for a nice juicy cock filling you up. You go and have fun."

With a grateful smile at Kim, Kirstine got up and headed for the living room where she found Sandra going through her morning exercises. Sandra was moving through some sort of martial arts moves, but slowly and carefully, going through each move with a deliberate grace that was almost scary. Her fit naked body was awash in sweat from her efforts, but her breathing remained strong and even.

Kirstine certainly would love to have some alone time with Sandra, but despite that one evening together, Sandra remained standoffish to the other women. She would participate happily in the sexual extravaganzas that their master ordered up, but wasn't interested in anything else without him.

But the other women were interested in her. Kim and Kirstine had both talked openly with each other about how great Sandra's body was and the various things they would love to do with her. Kirstine even caught Anne looking at Sandra with a confused expression on her face while absentmindedly massaging one of her tits.

Kirstine waited patiently for Sandra to finish, being quiet and careful not to disturb her concentration. After one particular move that looked at once easy yet incredibly difficult, Sandra finally looked Kirstine in the eye, silently acknowledging her.

"Good morning. Did you have a good work out?"

Sandra gave a disdainful snort.

"That wasn't a workout. That was just warming up."

"Maybe it was nothing to you, but I'm not sure any of the rest of us could make it through such a regimen."

Kirstine said this admiringly but Sandra just smirked in response.

"Well, we'll see won't we."

Kirstine face became confused.

"What do you mean?"

"Our master ordered me to start exercising all of us to get us in better shape.

I've been thinking through various personalized workout routines for each of you."

Sandra's face became almost nasty at this point as her gaze fell in the direction of the bathroom that Kim was in.

"Some of them will be more strenuous than others."

Kirstine knew that Sandra had found her method of revenge on Kim, and Kirstine also knew enough not to interfere. The hate that Sandra had for that girl was approaching dangerous levels, and an outlet like this could be a good thing in the long run. The ironic thing was that Kim was completely unaware of it. She simply could not conceive of the idea that someone hates her. She just proceeded on the assumption that everybody loved her, and with her charm that was usually true. Poor Kim.

"I was wondering if I could skip on the first exercise?"

The question took Sandra off guard.

"Why?"

"Well ... it's just that ... my first day after my period ... and when we go to wake up our master ... well I was thinking of doing it alone..."

Kirstine stumbled through her prepared explanation, much to her embarrassment.

Kirstine watched as Sandra's eyes became hard at first, and the relaxed. Why would she be angry? Kirstine thought quickly. Is she jealous? But that would mean...

Kirstine quickly stifled the thought before the shock of it could show on her face.

"Ok, presuming the others are good with that, but no skipping after that."

"Alright. I'll bring it up during breakfast. Thanks."

Kirstine nearly kissed Sandra at that point, but held off and just gave a nod instead.

"I'll go help Anne in the kitchen."

Sandra merely nodded as she went back into her stretching routine.

Kirstine walked slowly into the kitchen to give her mind time to sort things out. Was Sandra in love with their master? Kirstine felt a surge of jealousy flow through her which surprised her even further. Am I in love with my master too? And what was that thing about wanting to give Sandra a kiss? Am I falling for her too?

With a confused shake of her head, Kirstine banished her thoughts and instead focused on Anne. She was working on several plates, presumably their breakfast, while fussing over a pot of tea. Sandra obviously had delegated this duty to her and Anne was taking it very seriously, checking everything carefully to make sure everything was perfect and nothing was forgotten.

Anne was a strange one. She didn't know how to fit in, and was so afraid of making a mistake that she checked, checked and rechecked everything again to make sure it was right. And if she did make a mistake, actual or perceived, she would apologize profusely and then work twice as hard to correct it. Sandra was obviously taking advantage of that by getting her to do some of the more menial jobs in punishment for her mistakes. Kirstine would like to do something about it, but she knew she would never be able to stand up to the intimidating woman.

With a sigh, Kirstine walked up to Anne.

Anne, sensing someone behind her, whirled around with a startled look. She relaxed upon seeing Kirstine. Kirstine had a strange urge to kiss her to startle her further. It would be cruel to play with her like that, one thought said, but another went, she wants to be the perfect slave to their master and that would certainly be a step in the right direction.

Without giving it a third thought, Kirstine stepped up to Anne, and ignoring the surprised look on her face, Kirstine pulled Anne close with her left hand.

Kirstine kissed her full on the lips and invaded Anne's mouth with her tongue.

Kirstine felt Anne's reluctance but continued anyways, while simultaneously using her right hand to snake to Anne's pussy. Her hand on Anne's bare mound, Kirstine quickly found Anne's opening and slipped a finger in. Kirstine felt Anne stiffen at the intrusion and then start to relax, giving a moan in Kirstine's mouth.

Kirstine squeezed Anne against her body and she could feel their tits mash against each other. Kirstine's hand was now awash with Anne's juices and she had no doubt that her own pussy was soaking wet.

Kirstine suddenly pulled away from Anne, leaving her gasping and confused. She had no doubt that with Anne's aroused state she would now make her more properly attentive to their owner and less worried about making mistakes. Either that or she would seek some relief from Kim, which would be just as good to making her a proper slave.

"I was wondering if I could ask a favour."

Anne gasped still out of breath.

"Anything."

"I was going to suggest that I wake up our master alone at breakfast today. Would you support me?"

Anne just nodded, grabbing the counter for support with one hand and started to absently fondle her breast with the other.

Kirstine smiled and then held up her right hand in front of Anne's face. It took Anne a moment to focus on Kirstine's pussy juice soaked fingers and another moment to figure out what Kirstine wanted her to do. She slowly took Kirstine's fingers in her mouth and one by one cleaned the juice off. Kirstine felt a shiver of pleasure as Anne sucked each digit carefully.

Kirstine then noticed the plates of food. "Is that our breakfast? Here, let me help you bring it to the table."

All the slaves took their place at the table once the food was served and the quickly ate the nourishing and tasty meal. During the meal, Sandra outlined the physical work out routine she designed for everyone. Kirstine gave a mental groan as she heard of the additional things she would have to do every morning.

There would be no more sleeping in for her. As the conversation lulled, Kirstine quickly put her plan into motion.

"I was wondering if there were any suggestions on how to wake the master up today?"

The other girls waited for a moment to see if anyone would speak up, and when no one did, Kirstine quickly continued.

"I thought that I would go it alone, considering that it's my first day after my period. Is that alright with everyone?"

The rest of the girls nodded, though Sandra and Anne had a surprised look at the apparent unanimous agreement. Kristine didn't need a unanimous agreement, but she wanted to get them used to agreeing to her ideas. She wouldn't be able to control the slaves directly like Sandra could with her intimidating manor, but maybe she could control things behind the scenes. Very infrequently the ruler of a kingdom was the king.

"Great! I'll just be off then!"

Kirstine quickly got up and left the table before any of the other slaves could consider what had just happened.

Kirstine walked quickly but quietly to where her master lay sleeping, her pussy moistening in anticipation. She stealthily approached her master's bed like a tiger on the hunt and found him still sleeping peacefully, his chest rising and falling calmly and regularly.

Kirstine's own breath was coming quickly now, her face flush in anticipation as she carefully lifted the sheets away and crawled between her master's legs. The taste of Alex's cock was as sweet as ambrosia to Kirstine as she lost herself to her lust. It had seemed only an instant before Alex was hard and Kirstine was impaling her throat on his meaty shaft.

Kirstine raised her head from her prize and looked at her master. He was wide awake now and smiling in approval as he gazed into her eyes. Without breaking eye contact, Kirstine slowly and seductively crawled on top of him and carefully lowered her hot wet pussy on his rock hard shaft. A continuous shiver washed over her as she felt him filling her up inch by inch until finally she reached bottom.

Kirstine stayed like that for a moment as the shivering increased and her eyes rolled in the back of her head. The shivering in the different parts of her body seemed to eventually synchronize and Kirstine came with a gasp. Without pausing, Kirstine started thrusting herself up and down, yelping and orgasming with every thrust, going faster and faster until she was jack-hammering like a mad woman.

Kirstine knew before she crept into her master's bedroom that over the last week her master's endurance had increased enormously. That allowed her to go this quickly, driving them both to the extremes of pleasure, but she also had to do so to get him off. And Kirstine didn't mind obliging one bit. After her eighth or ninth orgasm, Kirstine suddenly felt herself grabbed and thrown on the bed with Alex on top of her. He began thrusting into her harder and faster than before and Kirstine was riding one long continuous orgasm now.

Kirstine looked up into her owner's face with his eyes closed in concentration and pleasure, and she couldn't help but cry. Here she was, a slave to a man she only met last week and she was so completely happy she was crying. This was her place, Kirstine thought. This is where she belonged. No doubts, no hesitations. She would do everything for this man from now till the end of time, submit to his every whim and stand between him and danger when it should threaten.

She loved him.

Kirstine's eyes opened in momentary shock, and then widened even further as she felt Alex come deep inside her triggering her biggest orgasm yet. In the peak of that passion she forged her own mental and emotional chains to her master. He owned her soul now. With a smile, Kirstine lost consciousness.

Sandra was walking slowly around the two naked slaves as they went through the yoga bends she taught them. She carefully inspected their forms, gently correcting Anne, being far less gentle with Kim. The gasps and groans had started a few minutes before and it was having its effects on all three women.

At one point Sandra found herself behind the two women while she had them do the 'downward dog' and was treated to the view of two shaved and wet pussies.

Sandra quickly looked away in disgust, but with the sounds of passion coming from the bedroom she found her gaze magnetically drawn back to the sight. Sandra wasn't the only one distracted as she saw Anne's gaze go from the floor to the bedroom and back again. Sandra had an idea.

"Your mind isn't on your exercises Anne. Go and see if you can serve them and get yourself satisfied. Tomorrow we'll just have to work you twice as hard to catch up."

Anne just gave one quick relieved nod, got up and was off like a rabbit. It looked like Kim was going to make a similar move, but Sandra forestalled that.

"Oh no you don't. You are staying right there."

Kim just gave an absent nod as she resumed her downward dog position.

Sandra reached out and put a hand on Kim's pussy, one finger easily slipping in due to all the juices leaking out. Kim shivered and groaned in response, her stance falling slightly out of place.

"Put your hand back! I didn't tell you to move it!"

Kim quickly put her hand back into position and quivered with the tension in her body. Holding the pose was taking its toll on her, Sandra noticed. Most people could only hold it for a minute or two when they first started.

"Can I change positions now?"

Kim's pleading request annoyed Sandra for some reason, and she decided to take it out on Kim right there.

"Don't talk unless I give you permission! You will hold that position until I tell you otherwise!"

"Yes mistress!"

The reply was so automatic for Kim that she didn't really think about it, but it infuriated Sandra.

"I said don't talk!"

With that Sandra withdrew her finger and slapped Kim's ass hard. Kim gave a little cry and Sandra did it again, and again and again. Kim just remained in place, giving the occasional cry of pain and pleasure from the unusual spanking, her pussy dripping with juices testifying as to how turned on she was.

Sandra was in a world of her own with one hand spanking Kim's now very red ass and the other in her own pussy rapidly bringing herself to orgasm. She was flushed with a warmth that she only felt once before. A burning lust that could only be satisfied by violence. The previous episode with Alex beating her up while they were fucking was only the beginning. Now she was the one meting out the punishment, and she was satisfying some need she didn't even know she had. And yet at the same time she wished her master was here to give her the same lesson that she was giving Kim now.

Getting close to cumming, Sandra suddenly pushed Kim over.

"On your knees bitch!"

Kim scrambled to her knees assuming the slave kneeling position, her rapid breathing and flush face showing clearly how turned on she was. Her tits large and showing proudly the bullet nipples that were pierced by little golden rings.

Sandra slapped one of Kim's tits hard and Kim let out a gasp that Sandra couldn't tell was pleasure or pain. Sandra slapped the other tit and this time the gasp was accompanied by a shaking that she know signaled that Kim had cum.

Sure enough a small puddle of Kim's juices had formed on the floor between her legs. But Sandra didn't care. She just needed to cum now.

Stepping forward, Sandra roughly grabbed a handful of Kim's long blonde hair and forced Kim's face into her pussy. Needing no instruction, Kim started to happily lap at Sandra's pussy. Sandra found her climax was quickly peeking under the ministrations of Kim's talented tongue.

"Uh, uh, uhhhAAAAHHHHH!!!"

The powerful orgasm ripped through Sandra and left her so staggered she could barely stand. She hung onto Kim's shoulders for balance while Kim continued to assault Sandra's pussy, lapping up the juices she found there while teasing Sandra's clit. Before Sandra knew it a second, even more powerful orgasm was ripping through her.

"AHHHHHH!!!!"

The scream seemed to finally settle after a minute or two and Sandra had to push Kim aside to prevent her from continuing. Shakily Sandra made her way to a nearby chair and collapsed into it.

What did she do? She just had sex with her most hated enemy! How could she do that? These thoughts were whirling through her dizzy mind as Sandra fought to recover. But no matter how she tried, she just couldn't get her mind to focus on anything but the pleasant sensations running through her body at that moment.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a low groan that sounded suspiciously like a purr. Sandra looked over to find Kim masturbating with one hand and tweaking her left nipple with the other. For some reason this angered Sandra though she didn't have the strength to do anything about it. Sandra also had the sneaking suspicion that despite the beating she had given Kim, that Kim was the winner of this particular encounter.

Unwilling to face these thoughts, Sandra focused her thoughts inward to her body and looked for ways to get her body to recover faster. She became so focused she didn't notice the final yelp Kim gave as she reached her peak nor the smile of satisfaction that Sandra had caused.

Alex sat on the bedside while he collected his thoughts. Anne had come in while he was fucking Kirstine and had obediently waited in a kneeling position for Alex to notice and use her. When he finished with Kirstine, he had Anne clean the love juices from his dick and now she was eating Kirstine out to get the cum he shot into her pussy.

The only pressing issue for today was 'convincing' the landlord to let Anne out of her contract and moving her out. Alex didn't anticipate any problems there and figured the whole thing would take a couple of hours at best.

That meant that he essentially had the day off with the girls. Now what to do?

This question had Alex staring off into space for about five minutes before he noticed Anne was once again kneeling beside him. She looked up at him with two big brown hopeful eyes, waiting for him to command her.

He smiled at her, pleased with her eagerness.

"Come on, time to take a shower."

Anne grinned and eagerly got to her feet. She went ahead to prepare the water for Alex to make sure it was the perfect temperature while Alex slowly followed her in.

Though the scrubbing and washing that Anne happily did for him was very pleasant, Alex was lost in thought. What shall I do today? The thought of a massive orgy, though appealing, was not what he felt like. Going out and looking for his fifth slave didn't have its appeal either.

Alex thought about the fifth slave a bit more. What should she be like? Though it was good to have smart slaves, it wasn't necessary with the fifth slave, as she would be just used for breeding purposes. Would one be enough?

This thought interrupted his thinking. Alex wanted a lot of kids, over a dozen.

With his various slaves, he certainly had the woman-power to handle all the workload, but one woman wouldn't be able to bear that many children. He could make some of his current slaves pregnant, but then they would have to drop out of school and he wanted them to complete their studies. He could wait until they were finished five or ten years down the road, but Alex didn't want to wait quite that long.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that he would need more than the five slaves he originally aimed for. But how many? And by what criteria should he select them? The original slaves were selected for intelligence and subject as well as submissiveness, but breeding women would not need the first two requirements.

Perhaps hair colour? Kirstine and Kim were both blonde whereas Sandra and Anne were both brunettes. It would be nice to have a red head or two. No, for breeding purposes he should have one of each, a blonde, a brunette and a red head. That brought a smile to his face.

Another thought struck Alex. Should they all be Caucasian? So far all his slaves were white, though Sandra had a little Greek showing. Maybe another set of three, one Asian, one Black. What should the third one be? Maybe Latino?

Alex thought about it more and found himself liking the idea. Alright, his basic four slaves, and then, what six more for breeding purposes? A blonde, a brunette, a red head, an Asian, a black and a Latino. Women breeders. That was a lot of women! They would certainly meet his desire for lots of kids, but he didn't think he could handle that many women.

Alex discarded the thought as a pipe dream, and put it off for later consideration. Still, Alex found himself surprisingly hard at the thought.

Alex looked at Anne who was showering with him. She was rinsing of some lather from her leg, cleaning herself off while Alex was lost in thought.

"Face the wall."

Anne blinked once in surprise, saw his hard cock and got a lust filled look in her face.

"Yes master."

She eagerly turned around, bent over while bracing herself against the wall with her hands. She then spread her legs and thrust her ass out showing her glistening pussy.

Alex grinned at her eagerness as he slowly eased his hard shaft past Anne's pussy lips to invade her inner regions. Anne gave one long throaty groan. Anne's pussy was a warm, soft velvet sensation which had him moaning in no time.

"Oh god that feels so good."

"... <gasp> ... thank you master... <uh> ... I'm always... <uh> ... willing to please... <moan>"

Alex felt her cum, her velvet walls shaking in a mini-earthquake that Alex allowed to bring him over the edge. It was only a quickie, but blasting into Anne had him shaking at the knees and Alex had use the wall for support.