Chapter 46

To say I had their undivided attention when I announced that a 'Family Day' would be held the following day would be a bit of an understatement. Two of the four pairs of gorgeous eyes riveted on me were full of curiosity. Apparently, I had hit upon the one topic Sally and Janey had failed to discuss ad nausea with Nicole and Simone. The other two pairs of eyes, more familiar with these special days, had glints of excitement and glee twinkling in them.

It had been about a week — eight days, exactly — since Nicole and I had returned from our trip to Washington, DC. While not entirely seamless, our family life since our return had been almost blissful, at least compared to the tension-riddled existence we had suffered before. It still brought me sorrow to think of all the pain and suffering my pride had caused those I loved. My girls never let me dwell on that time; in fact, they chided me for taking the blame for the trouble. And as for our family life, I now ate my meals with one proudly preening bare chested teenager sitting on my right, and another beautiful woman bound and kneeling by side. Yeah, sure, normal.

Upon our return, there were some changes to our lifestyle that were necessary. After the expected homecoming intimacies were thoroughly and exhaustively completed, we, or more accurately, Sally realized we suddenly had one more person than we had chairs at the dining table. Prior to this time, Nicole, as the property of Sally, had always served the meals, thus freeing up a chair. With Nicole's status now changed to equal that of Sally, the whole paradigm had changed.

Sally, in her usual adroit manner, impeccable timing and with her attention to detail, mentioned this to me on the first night of my return, timing her comments precisely at that point when Nicole was busy trying to swallow my rampant cock whole.

"Master?" came the soft voice from above.

She was sitting on my face, and I was delightfully busy.

"Yes, Love?"

My words were somewhat muffled as I was speaking into the juncture of two perfectly formed thighs.

"How would you like the seating arrangements to be handled at breakfast?"

Now, I don't know about you, but hearing that question while having your cock masterfully swallowed by a beautiful woman would be disconcerting to most men. Imagine how I felt, for the second time as I was rudely interrupted as I was, at the exact time Sally asked me that question, trying to swab her tonsils by sticking my tongue as far up her cunt as possible.

Apparently this was something that was really bothering her. Now it was bothering me. She had skillfully dumped this domestic problem in my lap. My two imps suddenly found themselves rudely dumped onto the floor beside our bed. It was, however, no more rude than the timing of Sally's question, in my estimation.

"Kneel!"

My wonderfully naked nubile wenches scampered to the foot of the bed and assumed a submissive pose, kneeling, heads bowed, hands resting on their thighs palms up. There were no sideward glances or giggling to one another. I caught a whiff of fear from Sally over our link.

Good.

I let them stew while I thought about the problem that she had presented me. Then I had a flash of inspiration. I hoped. Speaking to Sally, I gave her my instructions. They were simple, but the preparations would keep her up all night. I invited Nicole to re-join me in our bed and we let Sally quietly slip out to her tasks.

The following morning I sensed a lot of tension in the kitchen. As I had specified, placed next to my chair was a cushion. Sally had used the middle section of the couch from the living room, but that would have to be changed. It was inevitable that there would be some spillage and the fabric of the couch wouldn't stand up to the abuse it was bound to take. I tersely informed Sally of the inadequacy of the current arrangements but that they would suffice for this morning. When she heard that it would be OK for this morning, she sighed in relief.

Sally sat across from me, Janey on my left, Nicole on my right. Simone had not yet made her appearance, and I could tell that the other three women were very nervous about what would happen to Simone that morning. They could tell something was up but not one of them had an idea of what it might be.

Good. I was beginning to enjoy keeping them off balance. It happened so rarely with these minxes. There were too many of them and they were way too smart for me.

"Sen- Sensei?" came a timid voice from hallway.

I grinned at the name she used for me. Janey had shared with Simone as well as Sally had with Nicole.

"Yes, Simone?"

"May I enter?"

"But, of course!"

I turned in my chair and caught my breath. Simone, as requested, was clad in Slave clothes. Sally had taken a set of Janey's Slave clothes and modified them to fit the younger girl. I had seen Simone naked before so her lovely assets were no surprise. However, in this charged environment and in that outfit, there was an almost overpowering allure to her natural beauty and youth. I stared at her in silence as she walked over to the cushion and knelt gracefully beside my chair.

The fear, no, the panic in the young girl was palpable. This was understandable, given her recent trauma. I tried to not take it too personally, though I found it becoming tiresome that I kept having to prove myself over and over. I had done this before with Janey, the careful nurturing back to a more even emotional balance and now I was going to have to do it with Simone.

Understand, I didn't begrudge the task, in fact, I actually enjoyed it. I guess I just didn't fully comprehend how fragile these creatures were, how insecure they were in their own beauty and intelligence. And they say men's egos are fragile! Anyway, helping Simone was part of what this morning was about, although none of them knew that.

Simone had set her plate of food beside mine when she knelt down. As I had requested, the food on her plate was cut into bite-sized pieces of foods she liked. She had chosen grapes and squares of cheese, with a mound of Ritz® crackers on the side. I smiled to myself. Perfect!

Leaning over in my chair, I used the convenient straps on the back of Simone's skirt to fasten her wrists behind her back. A glare at Sally stifled any further protestations after her first instinctual "OH!" I made it clear over the link that I would not tolerate any interference this morning. Both Sally and Janey paled at my warning, and, I noted with interest, that Nicole seemed to have caught a bit of the warning, as well.

Careful not to touch Simone, I let my link open up to her. I reached into her and took us to our beach. It was a struggle, at first, as she was full of terror and fought me, out of fear. The calming rhythm of the waves, the lonesome calling of the sea gulls and the endless beaches soon soothed her panic though, and she joined me there freely.