Chapter 28

My two slave girls were a flurry of activity the rest of the morning. Around noon or so, Janey slipped in to my office where I was working, and stood there, shyly waiting for me to say something to her. Finally, after ignoring her for several long minutes I looked up at her.

"Are you supposed to be doing something?" I asked blandly.

"Uh, Mom said I should do some Head Time while she makes lunch," she said, uncharacteristically shy.

"And... ?"

"Well, I didn't want to bother you, and, well, uh..."

I stared at her. She got nervous and started to cry. Damn. I motioned her over to me and took her on my lap. When she settled down I kissed her gently on the cheek and then urged her down between my legs, under the desk. Let me tell you, life doesn't get much better than that!

Janey loosened my belt, unsnapped my jeans and pulled down the zipper. I was pleased she had some difficulty doing that, as if she had never done this before. I hoped not.

"Can I use my hands?" she asked

"Huh?"

"Can I use my hands to, you know, get it out?" she explained.

I laughed. "Yes, you may, though I might just tie them behind your back sometime for the fun of it!"

Blushing, she reached in and freed my semi-stiff cock. She took the opportunity to examine it closely until I cleared my throat to remind her why she was there. With an impish little giggle, she slipped the swollen purplish head into her mouth.

Not knowing how long she could stay there, or how long I could last in that hot steaming cauldron, I busied myself with some of the financial reports that needed to be reviewed. It must have been 10 minutes later when I sensed her arousal building. It was amazing. I could literally 'see' the lights and colors of the aura around her body shifting and changing, building to a swirling kaleidoscope of feelings. Her hands were resting on my thighs and she wasn't moving, so I knew she wasn't bringing herself off. I was getting better at this sensing stuff, so it wasn't totally unexpected when she released me from her mouth.

"Sensei? What's happening? I'm going to, to, Oh, God! I'm cummmmming!"

I could feel her climax rolling through her, kind of, and I focused on it without touching her. Actually, I focused on some of the brighter colors of her emotions. Maybe I focused a bit too much because suddenly her eyes rolled up into her head and she sort of slumped down onto the floor.

I leaned down and picked her up, settling her comfortably on my lap. For being so relaxed, I could still feel the sexual tremors coursing through her body. She was purring, too. I rocked her back and forth like she was a little girl.

I looked up to see Sally propped up in the doorway, a wild expression on her face.

"What in the Hell was that?" she demanded.

Her breathing was ragged as if she had just finished running a race.

"Janey was doing some Head Time and had an orgasm."

"But you helped, didn't you?

"Huh? No, not really. I didn't touch her at all."

"No. I mean with your link. You helped," she said accusingly.

"Oh, yeah, I guess. Is she alright?" I asked, worried now.

"Alright? God, I should feel so good. I want one of those, too..." As an afterthought she added, " ... if you please, Master."

It was the first time I had intentionally helped one of them with an orgasm. This link thing I had seemed to be different, much more powerful than the ones they had and I still had a long way to go in learning to control it.

Sally stood watching us for a bit. I sensed a bit of jealousy — not much, but a bit. Then she, too, focused on Janey and she relaxed. She glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Lunch is ready. Would you like it served in here, Master?" she asked me.

"I'll bring her out to the kitchen. I like it when we all eat together. Like a family."

It must have been the right answer as I saw her smile contentedly as she turned and walked down the hall.

After lunch the two of them changed into jeans, tennis shoes and t-shirts for their shopping trip. They presented themselves to me before leaving. I motioned Janey over to me, had her turn around and I unsnapped her collar. I hung it from a special peg underneath the clock on the wall. I motioned Sally over, and unlocked her collar and put it on another peg.

As soon as she was free, Sally threw her body up against mine, forcing me back against a bookcase. Her arms went around my neck and she drew my lips to hers in a fierce, passionate and long kiss. Both of us were breathing raggedly when she finally broke it off.

"You know, you don't have to wait for me to take off the collar to give me another one of those," I whispered to her. "I could get to like those really well..."

Sally sighed and tried to meld her body to mine, purring contentedly.

"I know. I just wanted to let you know, when I was free, how much I love you."

She looked up at me and smiled.

"And to say 'Thank You, ' too."

"I love you, too. Listen, if the collar is too much of a restriction on you expressing how you feel..."

"Oh, no! I'll get used to it. It's just that, well, before, I wasn't allowed to have likes or dislikes," she explained

"Am I doing this wrong?" I asked worriedly

Again she smiled. "No, you're wonderful. But old habits die hard. I will change. You are the Master, my Master."

I looked over at the clock. "Well, as much as I love you and this little touching moment, you now have 1 hour and 57 minutes to get those collars back on. You'd better get a move on."

With faux screams of terror, the two lovelies dashed to Sally's car and headed for the Mall. I knew when they went the wrong direction down the highway that Sally intended to push the envelope of their punishment as far as she could. I hoped she wouldn't make it too hard on Janey.

I had some modifications to make on the furniture while they were gone, adding eyebolts and straps to the bed frames, headboards and footboards at regular intervals. I did both Janey's bed and ours. When I was done, the new fixtures were hidden from sight. I was pleased with my handiwork.

The proximity alarm in the driveway sounded and I looked out the window. I saw Sally's car sitting at the end of the driveway, almost out of sight. I wasn't sure if she knew about the alarm I had had installed during that media nightmare, but regardless, I wasn't pleased that she was so flagrantly extending their return time. I stood and watched for about 10 minutes before the car started up and the two girls came back in the house.

Janey came tearing into my office and knelt down in front of me. She scooped her hair forward to expose her neck. When I didn't move she gave a worried look at the clock and, as another ticked off, gave a tiny squeal of fear.

"Dad?" she asked tearfully

"Yes, Janey?"

"Aren't you, uh, um, going to put the collar back on?"

"What? It's my job to fetch your collar?" I snorted.

The look of horrified realization on her face was priceless. She dashed up and snatched her collar and tried to hand it to me. When I wouldn't take it, she began shaking it urgently.

"Daaaad. Here it is. Take it." She paused. "Oh! Please?"

"Present it to me properly, Janey," I demanded

"Huh?" she asked, confused.

"Kneel down, yes, like that. Now take the collar in both hands, put them together with the palms up. Good. Bow your head down. Right. Now, that's the proper way to present your collar to me; as a gift of your whole being."

Sally had come into the room and was standing quietly at the doorway. I don't think Janey knew she was there.

"Oh. OK. Sorry."

"That's OK, Janey. You're learning, remember?" I told her.

I sat and watched her squirm.

"Uh, Dad. Was there anything else?"

"No. I was just wondering if you had anything to tell me."

I was looking directly at Sally when I said that.

Janey quit squirming. Sally stood deathly still. They both knew that I knew they had delayed their return intentionally.

"No," was her quiet reply.

I grinned. Good. She wouldn't tattle on her Mother just to lessen her punishment.

"So, whose idea was it to delay getting back?"

She just knelt there, silent. I could sense desperation in her aura, coloring my sense of her. She was torn between fear of the pain and punishment and of betraying her Mother. I'm glad she stayed silent.

Taking pity on her, I bent over, took her collar and fastened it around that slim neck. "Twenty minutes late. For you."

She looked over at the clock and back at me with big eyes. The clock showed that they had been over 30 minutes late, even before I delayed getting her collar back on her.

"It wasn't all Mom's fault, Sensei," she pleaded. "Please don't be mad at her."

I took her into my arms and held her while she worked out her tears.

"I could never be mad at your Mom, Cricket. Don't you worry about that. You just focus on you. You let your Mom and me worry about us, OK?"

She hugged me and dashed out of the room. I don't know if she even saw Sally standing there. I halfway think she thought she was escaping without her punishment. Oh, well. She would learn.

Sally, having had the benefit of Janey's example went and retrieved her collar from its peg on the wall. With the grace of an angel, she knelt in front of me and gave me her gift. The way it was done made me feel honored to accept it. I know I cherished her, but she made it seem special. Even so, there was an issue between us. I locked the collar around her neck.

As she tried to rise, I placed my foot on the back of her head. She froze. I sensed dread spreading through her. She knew I was displeased. Not angry. I was disappointed.

I tried to focus on that disappointment and project it to her. She gasped as I succeeded, then she dissolved into a sobbing heap. I was aware of Janey outside the door, listening. I tried to send her a reassurance that it was OK. I would not hurt her Mom. I was surprised to feel her calm down.

I let Sally stay down. I did not try to comfort her as I had her daughter. I did relax the displeasure I was focusing on her and when she finally got her sobbing under control, I spoke to her.

"I expect to see the slave garb by tonight, 10:00. No delays, understood?"

"Yes, Master." Her voice was quiet.

"Do Janey's outfit first and have her wear it in to me here when she is ready for her punishment."

I felt the fear surge through the trim body listening outside the door. She really had been hoping I had forgotten.

"Yes, Master."

"Your punishment is 45 minutes." I had tacked the remaining time from Janey's punishment to hers.

"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master."

I didn't sense that she really was thankful, but I didn't want to push it.

Dinner, as you can imagine, was a quiet affair. I was rather amused that they were both so somber. I was also amused, and pleased, that neither was afraid. Janey was anxious, not knowing what to expect. Sally was sad, sorry she had displeased me. I had already decided on Janey's punishment. I also had a plan forming for Sally's. I hoped it would make my point.

Sally had had Janey working on the outfits while she prepared dinner. Janey wasn't happy about that as getting her outfit done sooner would have accelerated the time of her date with destiny. She cleverly got around that by doing all the prep work on her Mom's outfit first, so that after dinner, when Sally went in to sew them together, all of Janey's pattern still needed to be cut out.

I heard them discussing it, with Sally telling Janey I had wanted hers done first. Janey very correctly pointed out that I had told Sally to do Janey's first, not Janey. Since Sally hadn't passed that on to her, she had been free to do what she wanted. Damn, I knew she was a smart girl!

As a result, it was nearly 9:00 when Janey slipped into my office. I let her stand there a moment before looking up. I think I gasped, because she blushed a deep, deep red.

Janey was wearing a vest of shiny dark blue satin. The sides of the vest came to, but didn't cover her nipples, thus exposing her charms to my view. A broad sturdy belt of the same color with several pairs of D-rings on the sides and in the back was cinched around her tiny waist. Her skirt, also dark blue, ended before her legs began, leaving her exposed in every position. With her collar, that was all she wore. It was exquisite.

I admired her for several minutes, having her turn around and pose for me. I felt her getting more and more aroused as she paraded herself, nearly naked, in front of me. I kept her moving and posing for a while longer, then indicated for her to kneel in front of me.