Chapter 23: Lunch on Thursday

Paul and his two slaves were heading once again for the lunchroom. Betty felt like she was on top of the world. Somehow she knew she was owned. She honestly didn't know if she was looking forward to her punishment or not. No cumming? That was going to be rough. She had been awakened and she liked it.

Jennifer, on the other hand was lost in thought. She was First Girl. Paul had said so. It was time that she made that clear but how would she do that?

Paul sat down at the table, Betty and Jennifer went to select his food. Jennifer was feeling somewhat confused. On one hand, she loved Betty as her slave sister and could not imagine her leaving the triad but, on the other hand, she wanted Paul to acknowledge, and more importantly, make her feel her place as First Girl. Should she talk with Betty, Paul, or both of them together?

The girls returned with the food and asked permission to sit at the table. As the three of them ate lunch, the conversation was minimal. Paul sensed something wasn't quite right and let his mind wander as to what could be the problem? He decided it was time to ask for help.

After lunch was over, the three had a free period and Paul led them to the principal's office. He asked Miss Ternsley if he could see Mr. Burns and took a seat in the outer office. Mr. Burns called him in a few minutes later.

"Girls, stay here while I talk with Mr. Burns."

"Paul what can I do for You?"

Paul took a seat and searched for the words.

"Mr. Burns, I realize I am a new Master and there is a great deal to learn. Something seems to be amiss with my slaves and I can't seem to put my finger on it."

"Paul, a Master has got to learn to communicate with His slaves and they with him. He has to learn their body language and also to openly discuss issues. His slaves must be able to freely tell him when there is a problem or concern."

"But how do I accomplish that, sir?"

Mr. Burns rose and walked from behind his desk. He hit the intercom button and ordered Miss Ternsley to bring Jennifer and Betty into his office.

When the girls arrived, he instructed them to kneel side by side alongside the couch. The three slaves knelt with their heads high and eyes cast downward as they had been taught.

"The relationship of Master and slave is a thing of beauty. Master has the responsibility of teaching, encouraging, mentoring, caring and yes, perhaps even loving His slave. The slave holds the responsibility to trust her Master implicitly. She must be able to tell him when she is confused, fearful, lonely, happy or sad. All in all, if she doesn't express her thoughts, he is blinded and cannot be a proper Master. Masters, although we like to think so, are not mind-readers.

"We are going to do an exercise to teach you this today. Each of you will have the opportunity to ask a question or convey a thought which is on your mind, without fear of retribution from your Master. Think about it carefully and we will begin with Miss Ternsley."

Miss Ternsley in a quiet and respectful tone asked, "Master may this girl speak freely?"

Mr. Burns stood before her and answered "Yes slave, speak to Master."

"Sir, since we have become one household, you have ordered that Tabby live outside. You do not wish to share your home with a cat. Sir, she has been my most loyal companion ever since I rescued her as a kitten. It breaks my heart that she is an outcast. I have thought of finding a loving home for her but cannot bear the thought of losing her. This makes your slave very unhappy."

Mr. Burns thought for a moment, placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face upwards as he replied, "If my slave will promise to bathe and brush her on a regular basis, not allow her into the bedroom and assure her Master that His home will never have the odor of an animal, she may bring Tabby into the house."