Princess Alana

Chapter 12: Forming a Partnership

"I don't understand," a confused Ted responded. And he truly looked confused with his brow furrowed and his eyes narrowed. Grace hoped she was not making a mistake. Grace had been talking with Ted for about fifteen minutes and they were just getting to the slavery.

"It's quite simple, really," Grace explained. "I'm sure that you know about slavery. It's when people own other people. I'm giving you the opportunity to be a co-owner with me of three beautiful women."

"Sounds great," he said. "But Meredith would kill me."

"Maybe not," said Grace. "She seems to have an open mind."

"Would she be an owner too?"

"Definitely not," Grace said, emphatically. "The girls would just belong to you and me." Grace knew that she was making headway when she glanced down at Ted's lap. There was a noticeable tent forming in the front of his shorts. Ted obviously liked the idea of owning and controlling three girls.

"You will need some training, though," Grace continued. "You are new to this. I will arrange for you to receive the proper education."

"Why me?" asked Ted.

"That's a fair question," answered Grace. "To begin with, three is too many for me. I'm not willing to sell any of them, but I'm not able to handle them alone. Second, you seem like someone who enjoys woman and who can handle them appropriately, if properly trained. And you're a neighbor, so it would be convenient."

Ted thought for a moment trying to think about why this offer seemed too good to be true. "They aren't a bunch of ugly scags, are they?"

"Certainly not," replied Grace, indignantly. "I only take the most desirable slaves. And I will tell you confidentially that I have already been offered ten million dollars for the three of them."

Ted whistled. "Wow! Why didn't you sell them?"

"Because they are too precious to me."

"What do I do with slaves?" asked Ted.

"Whatever you want," replied Grace. "That's the beauty of it. They cannot say no. Oh, they might complain or whine at times, but they are your property. You make the decisions. If you want them firmer, you exercise them. If you want to display them, you display them. If you want them always naked for you, they will always be naked. You can decorate their bodies with piercings, tattoos or brands. Personally, I don't like tattoos, but I have been toying with the idea of nipple rings for these three. And I intend to brand them and have them registered soon."

"Registered?" asked Ted.

"I'll get to that in a moment, but let me finish answering your first question. You can work them in the yard or have them clean your house and cook your meals."

"Meredith would like that," commented Ted.

Grace ignored the interruption and continued. "They can be used for massages or they can bathe and dress you. If you need a footstool for watching television, use your slave. And of course there is always sex. You are free to use a slave in any form of sex."

"Wow!" exclaimed Ted. "Where do I sign up?"

"As far as registration is concerned, it is similar to registering your car, although the government is not involved for obvious reasons. This is not necessary but it is helpful in certain situations. "A registration is required in order to sell a slave."

This caused Ted's eyes to open wide but did nothing to abate the huge erection poking at the front of his shorts.

"Registering also allows you to create title of ownership. Kind of like a deed. Remember, they are property, so it's helpful to have a title. And sometimes, slaves are stolen. Registration is helpful in tracking the slaves down and restoring them to their proper owners. That's the reason I'm planning on having these three registered. I already know there's a huge demand for them and it wouldn't surprise me if someone is already making plans to steal them. I just want to protect my property rights."

"Wow!" repeated Ted. "Part of me says sign me up yesterday. But another part says I need to talk this over with Meredith."

"Then lets talk it over with Meredith. She's over at Alana's right now helping with the remodeling. Should we go over there or have her come over here?"

"We?" asked a puzzled and clueless Ted. "Do you really think it's wise for both of us to present this to her?"

"I think that's best," replied Grace. "As I said, she seems pretty open-minded to me. And she may have some questions that you aren't prepared to answer. So, I'll be there."

"Okay, let's do it. But we should do it here so Alana doesn't overhear anything."

Grace got up and walked to the phone, dialing Alana's number. Luckily, Meredith answered. "I'm at your house, dear," Grace informed her. "Come over now, if you please."

"Yes, Mistress," was the reply and the phone line went dead.

It took about twenty minutes for Meredith to show up at her house. "Sorry," she apologized. "I took a quick shower so I didn't track paint everywhere and didn't get any on my clothes." Ted never even thought to ask what Meredith had been wearing during her painting if she wasn't wearing her own clothes.

Meredith sat down next to Ted and smiled at Grace. "What's up?"

"Well," started Grace, "I have made Ted a proposition. And he correctly wanted to get your input first."

"Oh?" responded Meredith. Here it comes, she thought. Ted's going to be a slave too.

"Yes. And he seems interested, but wanted to see how you felt about it. I have this little problem and I asked your husband if he would be kind enough to help me with it. You see, I own three slaves."

"Three!!!" asked an astonished Meredith. Ted was convinced that Meredith was stunned at Grace declaring that she owned slaves and was reassured that he had correctly predicted to Grace that this would all be quite shocking to his wife. In reality, Meredith was shocked at the number and not the fact that Grace owned slaves. She only knew about herself being Grace's slaves and she wondered where Grace kept the other two hidden. Maybe she was including Ted in the count already, but that still left one unaccounted for.

"Yes, dear," nodded Grace. "I own three slaves. And it's a bit much for one person to handle, as I'm sure you can understand. So I have asked Ted if he would mind being co-owner with me for the slaves."

Meredith glanced quickly at Ted and, seeing the front of his shorts being pushed outward, knew that her husband found the proposition attractive. But her own husband owning her? How would that work?

"Wow!" was all that Meredith could manage.

"Yes, I'm sure that all of this is quite surprising," Grace continued. "There are not a lot of slave owners around, and you would be married to one. And you would have a neighbor who also owns slaves."

Meredith nodded silently, unable to find words. Again, she looked at Ted who nodded to her and then back to Grace. "I guess it's okay with me. I mean if that's something that Ted wants to do." Then turning back to her husband, she asked, "Is it something you want to do?"

"Yes, love, it is," responded Ted, reaching out to stroke the back of Meredith's hand. "I don't know much about it, but Grace has offered training for me. But I didn't want to do anything without your knowledge and approval. Grace also tells me that the slaves can do the cleaning and cooking."

"Oh did she?" asked Meredith who then gave an icy stare to her owner. "Well then, I guess it's settled. When do you take ownership?"

Ted was shocked that she accepted the proposition so easily and then looked over to Grace for guidance. "No time like the present, I always say," she replied. Then she smiled at Ted. "Before we finalize this agreement, however, you should know that Meredith is one of the slaves."

"What?!?!?!?" sputtered Ted. Then he turned to Meredith. "You? A slave?" Meredith nodded quietly and blushed deeply.

"Yes," she replied quietly. "Me. I'm Grace's slave."

"Who are the others?" he asked his wife.

"I don't know. I only knew about me," Meredith said. Then she turned to Grace. "Who are the others, Mistress?"

"Well, dear, there's been a little change of plan," Grace explained. "I decided that Kelly would be happier as a slave. She came back from the ranch happier than I have ever seen her. So she and Alana are the other two."

"Alana?" asked Ted as his ears perked up. Hearing this news also caused his cock to perk up and threatened to tear through the front of his shorts. "The Alana next door?"

Grace laughed. "Yes, the Alana next door. And the Kelly is my daughter, which is the other reason I needed you to be co-owner. I will consider you to be the primary owner of Kelly. I will be the primary owner of Alana and Meredith."

"Wow!" said Ted and Meredith in unison.

Grace then led the married couple over to Alana's house. Meredith removed her shorts and top out of habit and hung them on the hook by the door. Ted's eyes opened wide when she saw his wife stripping down and then standing naked in the neighbor's house without any sign of embarrassment. Then his eyes just about popped out of his head when Alana and Kelly entered the room.

"Eeeek," shrieked Kelly upon seeing the male standing in the doorway. "Sorry, I didn't know we had company."

Grace smiled and motioned for the three girls to kneel as she sat on the couch with Ted. Then she explained the new arrangement.

Ted's jaw had dropped and he had a hard time keeping his mouth closed. Meredith thought he looked like some kind of village idiot with that look on his face but she figured he would get used to having three naked girls hanging around soon enough. And she knew him well enough to know that he would enjoy sampling the fruits of the three lovelies.

"There is going to be a change," Grace explained. Then she went on to explain how all three girls were going to be owned by Grace and Ted. Kelly's eyes opened wide when she learned that she was going to be a slave but she remained silent. Finally, she finished. "Are there any questions?"

"I have one," said Alana. "Does this mean that Kelly doesn't own me any more?"

"That's correct," replied Grace. "Next weekend, you will all be registered. You and Meredith will be registered as my property. Kelly will be registered as belonging to Ted. But I intend to treat all three of you as equals and any one of you can be used by either of us."

"Oh," said Alana. Once again, just as she was getting used to the way things were, they changed. At least this time, it wasn't a change for the worse. It was just a change.

"What did Kelly do to deserve the demotion?" asked Alana. "I thought she was a very good mistress."

"This is not a demotion, pet," replied Grace. "It's just a change. I have never seen Kelly happier than she has been after the ranch. And seeing the three of you cuddled together on your bed yesterday convinced me that she would enjoy spending some time as a slave. And, when I decide that she will be happier as an owner, then she will be released and I will give her title to you."

"Oh," was all that Alana said. She still had more questions but decided not to pursue them at this time. She needed to sort things out and get used to the new situation.

"Now, Kelly," instructed Grace. "Come here."

Kelly crawled forward until she was kneeling in front of her mother. Grace reached down and cupped her daughter's breasts in her hands and held them until Kelly looked up into her eyes. "You make a lovely slavegirl. And I have a lovely present for you." She released one of the breasts and then fished a collar out of her pocket, handing it to Ted.

"You should be the one to put it on her," Grace said as she resumed holding both breasts, fondling them and stroking them. Ted turned the collar in his hand and read the inscription. "Kelly Dodd. Property of Ted Crandall." He slid forward on the couch and placed the collar around the teenager's neck, buckling it snugly. It was only then that he noticed that Alana was wearing a very similar collar but that Meredith had none.

Grace realized what Ted was thinking and spoke up. "Meredith would have removed her collar before coming home earlier." Then she turned back to Meredith. "Go fetch your collar and let Ted see it."

"Yes Mistress," said Meredith as she arose and went into the other room. She returned with the collar fastened around her neck and walked back over to her husband, kneeling before him to let him inspect the collar. This caused Ted to whistle again.

Using her thumbs to stroke Kelly's nipples back and forth causing them to stiffen, Grace spoke to her daughter again. "You should thank your new owner."

"Yes Mistress," replied Kelly. She arose and moved a couple of steps to the side before kneeling at Ted's feet. "Thank you Master for the lovely collar. How may I please you?"

This question caught Ted totally by surprise and he was at a loss for words. Grace interceded. "He looks quite uncomfortable, pet. Perhaps you could free the straining in his shorts and see what you can do to relax it."

Kelly blushed as she realized she had just been given instructions to give Ted a blowjob in front of the others in the room. But she simply nodded and got to work. "Yes Mistress."

Again, Ted was caught totally by surprise. Kelly had reached up to the waist band of his shorts and had started tugging them downward. He reached for his shorts to try to hold them on but then saw the plaintiff look in Kelly's eyes as she looked up at him. Reluctantly, he let go of the shorts and she was able to slide them down his legs freeing his cock and letting it sway back and forth in the air.

Kelly set the shorts aside and then leaned forward, kissing the tip of the shaft before wrapping her lips around it. She slid her lips up and down the cock, using her tongue to bathe it and tease it. Grace spread her legs apart and then patted each leg indicating that the girls should sit in her lap. Alana and Meredith both got up and sat down on their owner's legs to get a better view of what Kelly was doing with her new owner. Grace reached around each girl and claimed a breast, which she squeezed and stroked as she watched her daughter stimulating Ted.

Ted leaned back against the couch as the delicate lips worked on his cock sending delicious thrills through his body. He watched the brown hair bob up and down and heard small slurping sounds emerging from Kelly's lips. She slid her lips all the way to the bottom, allowing his cock to slide into her throat and eliciting a groan from him as her throat muscles contracted around the sensitive head of the shaft. Shortly after that, her lips held the head just inside her mouth and she alternately fluttered her tongue over it and lightly grazed it with her teeth. Another groan was heard.

Grace was teasing the stiff nipples of her own two slaves during the show and could feel herself getting wet. She would have to have her girls take care of her desires soon, but first she needed to make sure that everything was in place.

Eventually, Kelly coaxed an orgasm out of Ted and kept her lips wrapped around the shaft to catch all of his sperm. She swallowed all of the salty cum and then licked the penis clean before kneeling back on her heels and looking up at her owner. "I hope that I have pleased you, Master."

"Oh my god yes," stuttered a breathless Ted. "Wow! That was wonderful!"

"So what do you think of my proposition now?" asked Grace.

"Sign me up!" grinned Ted. "Can I borrow her tonight?"

"You own her. You don't need to borrow her," was Grace's response.

"Oh yeah. I keep forgetting. This takes some getting used to."

Chapter 13: Educating the New Master

That evening, the flock was gathered at the Dodd residence. Grace continued to think of it as more of a flock than a harem, but eventually it would be a harem. And either Ted would perform as the new Master or he would become the eunuch.

Ted rarely saw any of the girls wearing clothes during the rest of the day. The only time that they wore anything at all was when they would cross from one house to another. Then they looked just like any other housewife or neighbor. Nothing revealing. In fact, they usually wore something nondescript and baggy to avoid calling attention to themselves.

The girls prepared dinner while Grace and Ted talked in the living room. There were always two girls in the kitchen with one in attendance in the living room to meet the needs of the two owners. Grace talked past the slaves as she talked about them or other matters and behaved as if they were not even there. Each of the girls experienced it and each of them felt peculiarly about it. Ted had difficulty with this and was self-conscious in what he said because the girls might hear.

Grace was anxious to get Ted trained and had talked to Charles in the afternoon. Charles said that there were no openings in the upcoming week but that he could fit Ted in the following week. Ted agreed to take a week of vacation so he would be able to attend.

"What will the training be like?" he asked.

"I would imagine that they will alternate. On some days, you will be treated as a slave so that you can start to understand what it's like and how they are expected to behave. On other days, you will be taught different ways of handling and enjoying the slaves."

Ted gulped. "I'm to be treated as a slave?" What does that include?"

Grace laughed as she saw all of the color drain from Ted's face. "Not to worry. The girls survived. They spent a few days there this week. We'll have them describe their experiences after dinner."

"Girls? The girls went to training? My Meredith? I thought only Kelly went there."

Grace shook her head. "All three of them went. From what I understand, they were quite popular. But I need to correct you. It is MY Meredith now. She is your wife. She is my slave. Her body, mind and soul are my property now."

"Oh yeah," he replied. "Like I said, it takes some time getting used to."

For dinner, Grace was seated at one end of the table and Ted at the other end. Meredith knelt beside Grace's chair and Kelly knelt beside Ted's. Alana remained standing and did all of the serving and clearing.

Ted watched as Grace would cut little morsels from the food on her plate and then feed it to Meredith. Ted took the hint and similarly fed his slavegirl. There was only light conversation during dinner and certainly nothing about slavery. Grace asked Ted about his job and the two of them discussed favorite vacation spots. Finally, the last course was cleared and Grace invited Ted to join her with his coffee in the living room. She told the girls to leave the dishes until later.

Grace sat in one wing chair and Ted was in another. The girls knelt in front of them with their legs parted, their chests outthrust, and their hands clasped together behind their backs. It was all that Ted could do to keep from drooling at the sight of six gorgeous breasts being thrust in his direction. Each of the girls looked erotic and beautiful. And he saw his wife in a whole new light. She practically glowed.

"Ted will be going to the ranch in a week," commented Grace. "He was curious about what happens there. I thought that you girls might tell him what is in store for him." Grace smiled at the girls knowing that this would be a difficult topic for them. It was one thing to chat about their shared experiences among themselves. It was quite another to talk about it with someone else. Especially when that someone was the husband of one of them. She saw Meredith's eyes open wide and saw her blush extend all the way down to her nipples.

"But won't his experience be much different from ours, Mistress?" asked Alana.

Grace nodded. "Yes, it will be different, but there will be some similarities. He will get to occasionally experience the life of a slave. But most of his time will be spent learning how to handle and appreciate slaves. I thought that you should tell him what you did and what you learned."

"I learned that it's best not to piss off Mistress Gretchen," Kelly chimed in. "And stay away from Black Labs."

This caused Alana and Meredith to launch into another one of their giggle-fits and Kelly soon joined them, leaving Ted totally confused. They quickly regained their composure and Alana apologized. "Sorry Mistress. We'll try to do better."

They described the classroom settings and how they were constantly distracted while they tried to practice what they had learned. "Kelly even got fucked by a black man," said Meredith, "although she didn't even know it. So I guess it's not true what they say."

"Did you get fucked?" asked Ted of his wife.

"Oh yes," she replied but was interrupted by Grace clearing her throat. When she glanced at Grace, she saw a disapproving look and corrected herself. "I mean yes Master. I was fucked many times."

They described the dinner scenes where they were fastened to the crosses and exposed completely to everyone in the room. And they talked about the clothespins and the weights. Alana saw Ted wincing as she described the needles that had skewered her lovely breasts.

"And then there was the hunt," Meredith said.

"Wait, pet," said Grace. "Aren't you leaving something out about dinner?"

Meredith blushed again and cast her eyes down, nodding slowly. "Yes, Mistress. I guess we forgot."

"I see," responded Grace. "Well, let's complete the story before we move on to the next adventure."

"Yes, Mistress," said Meredith but she remained silent instead of describing the rest of the events. It was Kelly who picked up on the narrative.

"Well, it seemed that there was some kind of voting going on. Each night, each master would get a clothespin and put it on one of us. And they were pretty cruel about where they attached them." This comment caused the other two girls to nod vigorously. "And then the one with the most clothespins would be strapped down. And then they would bring in a dog and…" Her voice broke up at that point and she couldn't go on.

"The dog would fuck whoever had won," Meredith continued.

"Oh my god!" exclaimed Ted.

"Kelly was given to a dog the first night. I was given to a dog the second night," Meredith went on. "They didn't do it the third night because that was the day of the hunt."

"You had sex with a dog?" asked Ted.

Meredith nodded.

"Did you like it?"

Meredith nodded again. "I did." She paused for a moment. "It was different and it was exciting in an odd way."

Ted slumped back in his chair trying to absorb what he had heard. Everything was happening too fast. He barely heard anything about the hunt or what happened after the hunt.

By the time the dinner party broke up, Ted had recovered. It helped that he would be taking Meredith and Kelly home with him for the night. At that point, his brain was dangling between his legs and it never even occurred to him that some of the things that he had heard about could happen to him starting in a week.

Grace told him that it was dark enough that the girls did not need to be dressed if he led them through the backyards. She provided two leashes and he performed his first act as a master, leading two naked slavegirls to his bed. He had Kelly use her mouth again to get him hard, although she would have sworn that he was already as hard as a rock before she started. Then he laid down in the bed and had Meredith mount him. He couldn't get over the change in his wife as her breasts bounced and her naked sex shone in the dim light of the room. Kelly was not to be left out and knelt behind Meredith, between Ted's legs. She reached around her slave sister and played with her breasts and nipples.

Ted ended up climaxing twice. The first time was into his wife while she was erotically riding his cock. The second time was into his new property as his wife suckled the teenager's breasts.

Grace finally had a chance to enjoy one of her new pets. After a week and a half of being an owner again, she still had not even taken one to bed. But this night, she took Alana to bed with her. She had Alana bathe her first and had Alana join her in the tub. The two luxuriated in the bubbles for a long time until Alana got out and helped her mistress out, toweling her dry. Then Grace led Alana to bed and the two made love for hours. And it was reciprocal lovemaking. Two tongues and two pairs of lips were involved to provide countless orgasms until they fell asleep in each other's arms, exhausted.

The next two weeks passed quickly. Alana went back to work and was soon immersed in creating designs for new buildings or figuring out how to bring old ones back to life. Meredith would split her time between tending to her own home and working on Alana's in Alana's absence, although she was always naked when she was in Alana's house. Kelly kept trying to dream up new schemes about why she should not be sent away to college. When she wasn't doing that, she would usually be with Meredith. And even when she was at Meredith's house, Kelly would be naked. Each evening, all three would end up as naked slaves, regardless of what they had done during the day.

For the first week, Ted delighted in his new role as master and took every opportunity to sample the offerings of the three slavegirls. He always had at least one girl in bed with him and frequently, he had two.

After a night that Kelly and Alana had spent with him, Alana had a talk with Meredith. "Doesn't it bother you to see your husband with another woman? Or, like last night, to know that he is with two women but you're not there?"

"Heck no," replied Meredith. "Sex with him has never been better. I don't get jealous as long as I know it's the two of you. You two are like sisters. Well maybe not sisters. It's a different kind of bond. Oh heck, I don't know what you two are but you're special. So if he wants to fuck your brains out, it makes me very happy. And besides, I keep hoping that he learns new tricks from the two of you." She grinned mischievously. "Plus I kind of enjoy private time with Mistress."

Alana nodded but was not sure that she would be so tolerant in the same situation.

The second week was interesting. All girls slept in Grace's room each night while Ted was away at the ranch. But her bed was not large enough for all of them. She could fit two of the girls onto the bed with her but that would mean that one would be left out. So each night, two girls would sleep on the floor, tied together in some unique fashion that would amuse her and keep them entertained as well. One night, Alana and Kelly were tied back-to-back but with a soft silk rope that ran between their legs and was fastened to a band that went around each girl's head. Each head movement would slide the rope through their sexes to keep them aroused but they were never able to get the right motion going to achieve orgasm. Grace sampled Meredith's charms that night.

Another night, Meredith and Alana were together on the floor. They were tied together facing each other and pressed tightly against one another. With their legs tied together, they were unable to achieve a climax but enjoyed the feel of their soft bodies against each other and spent the night kissing each other until they finally fell asleep. Despite the fact that Kelly was now a slave, Grace could not bring herself to having oral sex with her. That seemed to intimate and incestuous. But she had no concerns about putting on a strap-on and fucking her daughter silly.

A third night, Alana enjoyed the bed with her mistress and Kelly and Meredith were tied together in a sixty nine position. Every time that Alana woke up during the night, she heard slurping sounds. In the morning when the girls were finally released, a disheveled and bleary-eyed Meredith stood up on wobbly legs. "Oh Mistress," Meredith pleaded, "please don't do that to me again. She's insane! She never sleeps! She's insatiable!" Kelly just grinned impishly with her face still glistening from Meredith's juices.

Ted returned from the ranch on Friday and was very quiet. He looked sullen and confused. Grace decided to sent the girls shopping so she could have some time alone with her new partner.

"It was horrible!" he finally blurted out after Grace had been patiently questioning him for over a half hour. "They're demons! They're cruel and sadistic! I'm not sure I'm cut out for this lifestyle."

"There, there," said Grace soothingly. "I'm sure it wasn't as bad as all that."

"It was worse!" he retorted.

"Now, now," she reassured him. "Maybe if you talk about it, we can sort it all out and you can put it in perspective."

She asked what the best part. As she expected, the answer was the sex. He also enjoyed being taught how to use things to heighten a slave's arousal and to keep them on the edge. Whips and crops and hot wax were the first things he listed. But he also liked learning how to use ropes and cuffs and chains and cages.

"That doesn't seem so bad," she offered. "What didn't you like?"

"They made me suck cocks!!!!" he wailed.

"Well, I've done that. It couldn't have been all that bad," she said.

"It was horrible!" he exclaimed. "And it wasn't just one cock. They had me kneel in the middle of six of the masters and I had to give each one a blowjob. And they laughed at me and teased me because my cock was hard. It was humiliating. I'm not gay but they kept accusing me of that."

"We know you aren't gay, Ted," Grace replied. "You love pussy too much to be gay. You were probably hard the entire five days because you were in such an erotic setting. Were you hard all the time?"

He nodded slowly. "Yes. Most of the time, at least."

Then he went on to describe some of the other things that happened to him. After dinner one night, he had been placed in the same rack that his wife had occupied two weeks earlier. Instead of a dog, however, they had a male slave fuck his ass as everyone looked on. For some reason, that didn't seem nearly as distasteful as sucking cocks, however.

He had only been treated as a slave for the first two days. For the remainder of the time, he was taught to be a master. During his time as a slave, he had also had his cock trapped inside a tiny cage as Gretchen massaged him and tried to arouse him. He told Grace that was the most uncomfortable massage he had ever received.

As a final exam, he had to demonstrate that he could lovingly but effectively control a slave. He was given Gretchen for a twenty four hour period and she apparently gave him his final score. "That woman's truly incredible," he said. "It's too bad she's a mistress. I'd take out a second mortgage to be able to buy her."

Obviously, Ted had passed his final exam. Grace made a mental note to get some feedback from Gretchen. And she made another mental note to figure out a way to own the Norse Goddess. She too wanted the blonde mistress as a slave.

Grace focused Ted back on his two days of slavery. "We know that there were some things that you did not like. Were there any things that you did like?"

Ted thought for a moment. "Well that massage that I told you about was one thing. It was torment, but it was delicious torment."

Grace nodded in understanding. "Go on."

"I didn't mind being displayed on that cross at dinner. I didn't like what happened after dinner, but it was kind of thrilling to be on display and having people look at me. And I was erect the entire time," he said proudly.

"I'm sure you were," smiled Grace. "So let's review. As a slave, you learned that you liked some things and you found some things repulsive. You have been given some knowledge and some skills that are designed to make you a better master. How will you use that?"

"It made me understand limits," he responded. "Each person has their own limits. For me it was cocks attached to other men. For each girl, I have to find their limits. I can test a limit and sometimes even stretch it a little. But I can't violate it."

"Good boy," Grace smiled brightly. "You have learned a valuable lesson. There's hope for you yet. Now you need to think about what you will tell the girls."

Chapter 14: A New World Order

"Well, what's a few cocks among friends?" joked Ted at dinner that night. Meredith's eyes were wide open in amazement as he told the story of kneeling in the circle of masters. Grace had allowed Meredith to kneel beside her husband in case any tender loving care needed to be administered, although she didn't disclose her reason to either the master or the slave.

Meredith remained silent but she was truly amazed. Ted was the most homophobic, bigoted, closed-minded person in the world when it came to gay sex. And yet she had just heard him describe in a light-hearted way how he had sucked six cocks.

Alana was serving this evening. And Grace had Kelly stand beside her instead of kneeling. As Ted related his experiences, Grace used her fingers to stroke and probe Kelly's sex. Occasionally, she would raise a glistening finger and either rub it around a stiff nipple or have her daughter lick it clean. She hoped that this wanton and lewd act would help Ted realize that anything is possible. And she hoped that it would help him relax enough to be able to tell his story. It seemed to be working.

It turned out that Ted was a hunter during the weekly event instead of being one of the hunted. He seemed to be as enthusiastic about the event as his wife had been. And being reminded of the event caused Meredith to slip beneath the table and place her palms on his thighs. "May I pleasure you, Master?" she asked.

Ted gave his consent and then went on to describe his hunting prowess and how he had deftly stalked his prey. And then he described his first kill. Alana bit her lower lip to try to maintain her composure but Kelly burst out in laughter.

"I had this sweet young thing dead in my sights. She was beautiful as she ran across the field and I was leading her perfectly. And then, just as I pulled the trigger, she fell and I shot this guy. It was disgusting!"

"But I kept hunting. I never found her again but I found her sister. And I bagged her. So after the dinner, I took them back with me. I let him use his mouth to get me hard and then I fucked her silly. Then I had her use her mouth to get me hard and I fucked him silly."

"Wow!" was all that Meredith could think as she slipped her lips up and down her husband's cock as he sat at the table. "Maybe I underestimated him."

Dinner was completed and Grace sent the girls into the kitchen to clean up. She invited Ted into the living room where they sat together in the couch. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Well done, Master Edward. I think that the girls will respond nicely to you now."