Chapter 28

"You put in hos'tal he dead in two day. Care after him here." Karolina was most insistent on this.

He looked at her, "Of course my dear. Wouldn't do anything else."

Then another familiar face appeared, "Hi Em, how are you?"

"A lot better than you, boss." She said with a smile.

Having rested for a short while I felt better. I knew what was wrong with me, it's called coronary heart disease. Narrowing of the heart's arteries which reduces the amount of blood your heart can get and the amount of oxygen the muscle gets. So some of the heart dies, and if you're lucky, you don't. I knew I had a minor blockage that the doctor's in Leicester had said was as dangerous to treat as leave alone. So they left it alone (that was cheaper for the NHS anyway). And now it had just bit me in the arse. Bugger.

"How are the girls?" I asked.

Dr. Ross looked at me sternly, "Just what the fuck do you think you were doing whipping these girls into that condition?"

"Boss save life two silly-cunt." Karolina said. "Need save you life boss."

Dr. Ross looked at her with his calm smile. "He's not going to die just yet. It looks like he's strained his heart and now needs rest." He smiled at Karolina, "We'll know more when we get the results of some tests. Now let's have a look at these ladies."

I rested while Dr. Ross dealt with Susan and Lynne. Em helped her boss.

For once Dr. Ross was wrong, I hadn't strained my heart. The tests showed that I had not had an MI either, but had definitely strained the muscles in my chest. This was good in two ways; my heart had got a little stronger in the ten years since I had a series of small MIs, and I had been unable to seriously hurt Lynne and Susan.

Dr. Ross filled them with pain killers and anti-inflamitaries, Em helped them with an antiseptic and anaesthetic cream. The cream really helped them.

Em wanted to speak to me though.

"My Lord," she started.

"Call me Paul," I interrupted.

"Not this time, my Lord. I have a confession. I wasn't honest with you when we last met." I waited for her to tell her story in her own time. "I needed money then, but not for my mortgage, although I was behind on that. I still am," she laughed, and then her smile disappeared. "I needed to supply my younger sister with drugs." She looked at me, waiting for my disapproval. I knew that there was more to come so I just smiled at her and let her take her time. "She was trying to come off the drugs but her dealer said that the less she bought the more it cost. And she was spending nearly five hundred pounds a day on two wraps of H, heroin." She looked up at me but I just nodded. "While I was with you she got her daily supply from a new dealer. He was inexperienced. I think he'd stolen some stuff he was transporting and was trying to set up for himself. He didn't know that he was supposed to cut the pack he had. He sold my sister two wraps of pure H. She died the instant she injected. He died later that evening, a shotgun to his head."

She seemed to age twenty years as she told me her story. I held out my arms and she came into them and I held her. Soon her head rested on my chest and I rested my cheek on her hair. I couldn't hear her crying, but I felt her tears wet my shirt and chest.

Soon she composed herself and pushed away from me. She wiped the tears from her face and looked at me. "I would like to speak to your ladies please."

I nodded, then called "Karolina!"

"It done Boss," she called back.

Em looked at me, "Just like that?" she asked.

I nodded, "Karolina said it's done. So it's done. Speak to any of my girls that you wish. By now they all know you want to talk to them."

She looked at me in disbelief. "I have learnt that you can have servants or secrets. And slaves are worse gossips than servants."

"Heard that Boss," called Karolina.

"Did you hear the bit where I said you were due for a spanking?" I asked in a conversational tone.

"Not hear that Boss," she replied "Want do now?" she asked removing her skirt...

I waited for a minute and turned back to Em. "Is that what you wanted, Em?" She nodded while sniffing back tears that still threatened.

I knew that I would find out what Em wanted soon enough.

I looked at the piles on the table. There was one for each of my slaves. Kelly and Sasha, who stood by me now, agreed with what I was doing, thought it was a good idea. I didn't know. How could I know what was for the best?

All of my girls had been given specific orders, orders not requests. I expected them to be waiting outside the double doors now, wondering what was going on, what was their master doing. With a sigh I covered the table with a cloth to conceal the piles.

I nodded to Jill and she opened the doors and my girls slowly came in. They were all dressed in street clothes complete with a coat more suited to a little colder weather than we were currently having. They each carried their collar.

Jill lined them up and I stood and looked at them Jo, Karen, Julia, Umber, Susan, Lynne and Karolina. Of them all only Karolina looked calm, the others were quite concerned.

"My ladies, we have all seen the consequences for a slave of making a mistake, the horrible punishments that can come from doing nothing," I gestured to Lynne, "I need to give you this choice." Sasha and I lifted the cover off the table exposing the piles of documents and money.

"You each will have the choice of being freed or remaining in servitude to me." I gestured to the table. "Here are your passports, driving licenses, all the documents you will need for life as a freewoman. There is also one hundred thousand pounds for each of you. Please think about this and let me know what you wish..."

Umber surprised me by walking up to the table and lifting up a pack of cash. She riffled it through her fingers, then turned to the others, "It's real too." She dropped the cash and started undressing. "This girl belongs to you, Master." She left her clothes in a pile on the floor and went back to her place in the line. There she knelt down in her proper slave position.

Julia came next, "Only place that feels like home is here. You are my Master, why should I leave you." She too undressed and returned to kneel in line.

Susan and Lynne stiffly followed, "I speak for us both, our Master," said Lynne. "You saved our lives when we didn't even know we were in danger. You have done more for us than any other person. Even when you were punishing us you were helping us and hurting yourself." She looked at Susan and then continued, "We are happy to continue as your slaves, to submit ourselves to whatsoever you wish to do to us." They undressed and added their clothes to the growing pile. They returned to the line and knelt, helping each other and accepting help from their sister-slaves because of the stiffness from their punishments.

Jo and Karen came forward holding hands. Karen spoke, "We have found only love and acceptance here. We belong to you and hope to do so for the rest of our lives." They undressed and returned to kneel in the line.

Last of all, as was proper in her position as the head of the slaves, Karolina came forward. "Not be silly-cunt Boss. Break this girl heart leave you." And then quietly, so only I could hear, "Break Boss heart not have this girl too." We smiled at each other as she undressed, "That better, tits move now," she said as she dropped her bra onto the pile of clothing.

She returned and I looked over at my girls kneeling in line.

Hardly able to speak I croaked out, "Thank you..." I was too choked up to say any more. I had been certain that at least one of them would leave.

Karolina stood, "Julia, Umber attend you Master. Jo, Karen, Susan take pile of shit put for to clean. Lynne take junk from table to Master office." She stopped Lynne and looked her in the eye, "Not steal Master babies of jelly understand?" Lynne had a terrible weakness for jelly-babies, almost as great as mine.

Lynne looked a little sheepish, "Master said I can have one every day."

Karolina nodded, "When master there see not black one."

Lynne nodded, "When the Master is there." She sighed.

Julia and Umber knelt either side of me, subtly trying to keep contact with my legs. They kept looking round (to ensure they always knew what was happening) and up (to ensure they knew when I wanted something.)

I went over to Kelly and Sasha, Kelly was giving Sasha some money. "How much?" I asked.