Chapter 26

I woke up slowly the next morning to the soft whispers between a mother and daughter. It had been a taxing night, both physically and mentally. My head still felt as if it was a sheep turned inside out, so I decided to just lie there with my eyes closed. I drifted in and out of consciousness as the two women in my life shared confidences. I didn't feel as if I was eavesdropping, as they knew I was lying right there between them.

I cracked one eye and peeked out at the cruel, bright world. Sally and Janey were both kneeling at about where my knees were. They were facing each other, holding hands across my legs in an almost romantic gesture. Two blonde goddesses, and nude, except for a skimpy bikini bottom on Janey.

I reached out with my newly discovered mental talent and tried to sense the moods of the two women. I didn't want to be crude or heavy-handed and barge right in. I just tried to get as close to them as I could. It took a great effort to use a soft touch. Heavy-handed is much easier. Shoot first, the Hell with the questions. Gradually, I was able to feel that Sally was very content. I wasn't sure, though, as it was like tasting colors. I was still trying to learn what meant what with this seventh sense. What I thought she felt, though, was contentment.

Janey's picture, or aura, was more turbulent, with brighter, hungrier colors; nothing serious that I could sense, but somewhat unfulfilled. After the unrequited arousal she had gone through last night, I assumed she was just horny. I was surprised she hadn't used her fingers or something phallic on herself, but somehow I knew she hadn't. She continued to talk to her Mom. Sally, I think, had sensed that I was awake by now, although I hadn't touched her mind, or moved. There was so much I had to learn about this stuff. Too, she was an incredibly perceptive woman.

"You're still wearing the collar. Wouldn't he let you take it off?" asked Janey.

"It was the other way around. I wouldn't let him remove it," said her mom.

"Doesn't it bother you? It looks kind of tight."

"No. I don't mind," said Sally. "In fact, I want to wear it all the time now. Last night was, well, last night he became my Master. Janey, I don't know if you will ever understand, but if you could only have one thing in life, my wish for you, with all my heart, is that you find that one special man. That guy you can love as I love my Master. When it all comes down to the bottom line in life, nothing else matters."

"Didn't he beat you last night?" asked Janey, knowing I had.

I could sense Janey was really uncomfortable about what had happened. The last time her mother had gotten involved in this stuff, it had just about destroyed the both of them. She was right to be worried.

"Janey, shame on you!" said Sally. "You know what happened. You heard it and you sensed it. You enjoyed it, too, if I remember right. No?"

"Well, yeah, kind of," the girl admitted. "But those welts look like they would really hurt. Would you let him do it again?"

"No. I would not 'let' him," my Love explained. "I would, no - I will beg him to do it again, though. As often as he desires."

"Why?" she asked, confused.

"Because he is my Master," Sally answered simply. "I am his, to love, to whip, even to sell, if he desires."

"You're not serious. Sell?" Janey wondered.

"Yes, he has that option, though he may not know it yet," said Sally. "But if I know my Master, he would not even consider that. He would die first."

"Did he enjoy punishing you?" pursued Janey. "I mean, did he get a, you know, a, uh..."

"Hard-on? Woody? Stiffy? Erection?" asked Sally helpfully

"Yeah. One of those."

"Janey," explained her mother, "get used to seeing it. Get used to talking about sex, too. It's going to be a big part of our lives, yours included. I don't know what he has planned for you, but I trust him with you, that he will do the right thing. He is so tender and sweet. He was like a little boy last night who thought he had accidentally hurt his new puppy. He cried. He is trying so hard to please me. I kind of made him squirm.

"But the answer to your question is 'No, ' he didn't get excited when he was punishing me. He only got hard when I took him in my mouth. I just about drowned doing it, too." She looked hard at Janey. "By the way, you wouldn't have had anything to do with him being soft, would you? I thought I tasted something strange on him."

"He didn't tell you?" asked Janey innocently.

"Tell me what?" asked her mother, suspiciously. "Did he fuck you? It didn't quite taste like that."

"If he didn't tell you, maybe he doesn't want you to know."

"Janey, I'm your mother. Besides, we don't talk about you all the time, you know. Now tell me what happened."

"Well, when you were downstairs, I came in and, well, did him."

"Did him how?" asked Sally.

"With my mouth. Well, my mouth and a lot of my throat."

"Oh?" Sally said, disbelieving.

"Yeah," Janey giggled. "Those doctors put one of those gizmos down there too, did you know that? It took me by surprise, but I really didn't mind. In fact, I kept that fat part (the head?) down there almost the whole time, after that. Could you really tell just from the taste?"

"You bet I could tell," said her mom. "He's my man remember. Don't you ever forget that. Mine! You can borrow him from time to time, but he is mine. And yes, I found out about that one last night, too. My Master has a real soft streak in him. Soft, but twisted! Do you know he had the doctors put them in my tits, too? I came so hard last night when he hit me there that I passed out. I know they are around my asshole. He probably had them put them all over the place. I'm beginning to wonder if there is any place he can touch us, fuck us or hit us where we won't enjoy it." Sally paused. "So did you like taking him in your mouth, other than that?"

"Uh-huh. I even swallowed his, uh, stuff," Janey smiled, remembering. "And I kissed him after and shared it with him, too. I don't think he was sure about doing that, letting his own stuff into his mouth, but he did it. It made me feel special when he did that, you know? That he would do something I asked him to do even though he didn't want to."

Sally laughed quietly. "Oh, now it makes sense. He did the same thing with me, later. He kissed me while I still had some of his cum in my mouth. He really sucked hard and I couldn't keep it from him. I couldn't figure out why he did that. He'd never done that before. Now I know. He must have sensed how special it made you feel and wanted me to feel the same way."

They sat there quietly for a while. Then Janey got down to the real question.

"Mom, what does it feel like, really? I mean, I could tell when you had an orgasm, and when you were afraid, just at the beginning, and stuff. But, what did it do to you? All that pain! And right there, too. I, uh, I tried it a little myself last night, I hit myself with my school ruler, and all it did was hurt. What did I do wrong? Does he do something special? But, really, Mom, how could you stand it?"

Sally nodded. "I noticed those stripes and meant to ask you about them. I was almost wondering if Larry did that, but I couldn't believe he would. Don't do that again, OK? Not by yourself or until you're sure that's what you want. It- it isn't the same, doing it to yourself. I know because I tried to do myself too after I kicked Gary out. I don't know if I can tell you what it feels like. You almost have to go through it yourself to know. But I'll try, OK?

"First, my Master is becoming a very powerful Master. He can 'see' things. He can sense or see things in me better than when you and I link up, too. I can sense him a little, but he seems to be able to reach out and take me over completely. I don't think he really knows yet what's going on. It kind of scares him, this new power, so he is very careful not to hurt me with it. I think it surprised him a little last night. It may have been the first time he intentionally experienced it. But whatever happened, it was like he was hooked up to my brain when he touched the end of the crop to me.

"I don't think he knows it, but after the first couple of lame attempts to strike me, he rested just the tip of the riding crop against my stomach. Then he just stood there for what seemed like about 30 minutes. I was beginning to be concerned for him, that he was having a fit or something and suddenly I felt him in me, inside me, in my head. It was like he was getting to know me, what he could do to me, just how far to push, how hard to hit. He was very careful to make me feel safe. I miss him being in there now.

"Second, I had displeased my Master. He made an error in letting me choose my punishment, but he made it right later. I don't know what the actual whipping did to me. I remember the pain. I also remember being turned on even more. I was incredibly, powerfully aroused. I made him fuck my tits in the bathtub afterwards. I think that hurt him more than it did me and I just about passed out from the pain. But I was so turned on. I still am. I wish he would open his eyes so we could fuck some more."

"Geeze, Mom! Didn't you get enough last night? When are you two going to act your age? I couldn't get to sleep with all that racket, not to mention having to feel your orgasms, too. What were there, ten, twenty?"

As Sally had talked about how horny she still was, I 'knocked' on the door of her mind, letting her know I was awake. She moved down and laid beside me on her side her breasts nestled into my side. She pulled the sheet up over her. I could feel her waiting, quivering in anticipation of my command.

In response to Janey's last question, all I heard from Sally was a purring, like a contented kitten. That low pitched sound struck a nerve, an erotic one to boot. I didn't think I had another erection in me, Dr. Wang's operation or no. The contented purring continued, however, and I was at full mast, tenting the silk top sheet.

"Uh, Mom? Uh, I think Daddy's, uh, 'up'," giggled Janey.

"Oh, goody!" purred Sally in my ear.

With that, we erupted in giggles and guffaws, until another hot body wiggled under the sheets and I felt a warm moist mouth slide over the top and down the shaft of my penis.

"Hey, go find your own. This one's mine!" said Sally.

Janey raised herself up off my cock. "But I need the practice. Besides, you had enough last night. You won't admit it, but he outlasted you, not the other way around." An impish grin showed itself from under the sheet. "How's it feel, huh, Mom? Must be the first time you got everything you needed, huh?"

With that, she dove back down on my prick, now slippery with her saliva. Then, "Mmmmm, good! You guys taste kind of good together."

I turned my head and opened my eyes to look at my love. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

She smiled up at me, a serious look in her eyes.

"Good morning, Master. I hope we didn't wake you too soon."

Her lustrous eyes looked up at me. I had never seen her so content. She was fingering her collar absently with one hand, the other was lightly tracing the welts across her chest. They still looked angry.

"Good morning, my Love."

I bent my head to her and kissed her softly. She gasped as if an electric shock went through her.

"Did Janey see what I, uh, what we did last night?"

Sally nodded.

"Is she OK with it?"

Sally's face clouded over, and she turned her head away from me as she answered.

"What was that, my love? I didn't hear you."

She turned back to face me, her face torn, a puzzle of conflicting emotions. When she spoke she whispered so that the two little ears on the head busy at my cock couldn't hear.

"She didn't say it out loud, and she may not know it herself, but I can somehow sense, I know somehow that she wants you to do the same thing to her, too. In fact, she ... she ... Oh, God! Master? I don't know what to do! She is so much like me that I'm frightened for her almost more now than after she was attacked."

My normally competent, rock-solid Sally dissolved into a puddle of tears. It was obvious I wasn't going to get anything more from her, so I went to the source.

"Janey?"

"Mrreoph?"

"Janey, put the toy away. Daddy wants to speak with you." I said with mock seriousness.

"Awww. Do I have to?" she teased.

Then she wiggled her firm flesh up my torso so that her head was just out of the sheet. This action placed the head of my cock right at the entrance of her cunt. She teasingly wiggled her butt as if to slide down on it. The flimsy material of her panties had bunched up to one side. I wondered if this was by intent or accident, but I had a hunch she knew exactly what she was doing.

"Janey. Do NOT move another inch! Not one wiggle."

My tone left no room for playfulness. She got the hint and rolled to her side, still pressing her luscious tits into my bare chest.

"Yes, Daddy? You wanted to talk to me?" she asked innocently.

I would have to remember how good an actress she was. I had just pulled her off my cock, and I still almost believed she was an innocent little girl. God help me!

"Uh, do you have any idea what made your Mom so upset?"

"Nooo!" was her wide-eyed innocent response. "I just came in to talk with her this morning. She had a great time last night, Dad. She came so hard. I came, too, just from our connection. And then she didn't stop, but just kept on cumming and cumming and cumming."

She raised herself up on her hands as she was speaking. As I saw those rubbery mounds exposed to the afternoon light, I saw what had unsettled Sally.

Thin, red lines tracked across her ivory skin. Criss-crossing the succulent orbs. Lots of them. More than I had imagined during their whispered talk. Sally had kept her poise rather well, I thought. I raised a finger to track the lines.

"Oh, Janey! Did you do this?" I asked her.

I already knew, but I wanted her to tell me.

"Uh-huh. When I heard you do it to her, I hated you at first. She felt so afraid. And then, WHAM!"

She clapped her hands together for effect. I enjoyed watching the jiggling repercussions.

"She went from being afraid to out of this world in love with you. And then you hit her. And she just went out..." She made an exploding motion with her hands. "Poof!"

"But, why did you do that to yourself. Didn't it hurt?" I asked gently.

She hung her head. "Uh-huh."

"Then why didn't you stop?"

I already knew the answer to that, too. She didn't know how to fail. She just kept trying, and trying, and trying. God, how that must have hurt her.

"I just wanted to feel just a little bit of what Mom felt. But all it did was hurt," she pouted.

"Are you going to be alright?" I asked her.

She shook her head 'yes'. "I think so. Mom said she had some stuff to put on them."

I must have been asleep for that part. Probably just as well. I don't think I could have just lain there, knowing she was in pain.

"Daddy?" I knew what was coming, but I couldn't hide. "Would you, could we, well, I want to try that, you know, what you did to Mom. I think."

I looked at Sally for help. She gave none. She was watching me for my decision. Her calm demeanor rattled me. If I made the wrong choice, Oh shit. But was there even a right choice?

I copped out. I did what any red-blooded male would do when given the option. I decided to see just how much she wanted it. I was going to test her AND make her wait. If that didn't dissuade her, well then, God help us all.

I hadn't thought of taking this whole submission thing all that seriously before, but now I was thanking my foresight to prepare. I had made several purchases, thinking the girls might want to role-play a bit as slave and Master. But now, with Sally reluctant to give up any of her hard fought territory and Janey wanting to take a serious look at being a submissive, I decided that now was as good of a time as any for the next step. Or was it a leap off a precipice?

I turned back to Janey. "Well, young lady. If you'll move those fabulous tits and let me up for a moment, I have some more presents for you."