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“What Sara Needs”
Epilogue
Debbie was lying on the couch watching television when she heard the key turning in the front door. She sat up and adjusted her clothes to make sure she looked presentable. When the door opened Master Matt entered the house followed by her mother, slave sara. Matt was holding her leash in his hands and only slightly pulling her along. She followed him effortlessly even though she was wearing heels so high that she was almost walking on her toes. Sara had learned to walk in these types of heels month ago, and now preferred them to other shoes. They were Master’s favorite, and she always wore whatever he liked to see her in. In fact, He had picked out her whole outfit as He almost always did now. She was wearing a very short black, leather mini skirt and shear nude stockings that attached to her garter belt that was hidden under the skirt. If she bent over anyone could see that she wore a black lace thong that also was so shear that you could see the shaved slit it didn’t really cover. If she held her position for a instant longer you would easily see the rings that pierced her pussy. Her white blouse was almost see-through as well. The black, lace bra was obvious enough, but it was the nipple rings that drew the most attention. They made those big nipples stick out at all times, and anyone who looked could see the thick rings she had there. She wore her black leather collar with the d-ring in front and the chain leash attached to it. Her arms were behind her, cuffed and attached at the wrists. There was no shame on her face, only a look of contentment and love. Debbie noticed that look and was happy for her mother. Sara had been so happy for the last six months since she had met Master Matt. Debbie liked him too. He was good to her and her mother, even if he was very strict with them. But that didn’t bother her too much. In fact she liked the fact that she had a man around who cared enough about her to make sure she was all right at all times. She understood the rules were for her benefit, and she obeyed them almost all of the time. The few times she didn’t, she saw her mother suffer because of it. It didn’t take long for her to get with the program and start to follow the rules all of the time. At first it was to protect her mother from his punishments, but later she did it to please Him. Once she started to please Him, she knew she liked to do so. She was so much like her mother.
“So Matt did you and Mom have a nice evening?”
“Yes we did. We went out to that new French restaurant for dinner. It was excellent. Afterwards, we went for some drinks and did some dancing. Your mom has learned to dance pretty well in those heels. She didn’t fall once this time.”
“That’s great Mom. Did you enjoy yourself as much as your master did? Sara looked at Matt for permission to answer Debbie. He nodded his consent.
“Oh yes, baby. I had a lovely time. The restaurant was terrific. I’m sure we will go back again. The dancing was fun, but it was so crowded at the club though, I barely had room to dance, and it was so hot there that we decided to come home early. I just can’t wait to get out of these clothes.”
Matt smiled at his slave and nodded to her. She turned around and he unclipped her wrists. Without turning around she went upstairs to her Master’s room, which used to be her bedroom. She quickly undressed leaving on her rings and collar and knelt at the foot of His bed, with her hands resting palms up on her thighs, back straight, and her eyes looking downward. Several fading whip marks were visible across her body. Just above her ass was His tattoo clearly marking her as His property.
Meanwhile, Debbie and Matt continued their conversation. “I’m so happy for you two. Mom has never been happier. She really loves you and her slavery.”
“Yes she does, and she makes the perfect slave. I’ve never had someone who was so willing and easy to train. She makes me happier than I’ve ever been before.”
“I think we all are happy now. Mom has what she wants and needs. She really enjoys the way you punish her, and all the hard sex. I’m happy just to have you in our lives. I love having a strong father figure for the first time. You’ve taught me so much about how men and women should act. You make this house a home. Thank you.
“You’re welcome, Debbie. Now if you will excuse me, I will go up to my room and use your mother. I’m feeling particularly nasty tonight. I feel like she is in for a heavy session.”
“Oh good, she’ll like that. Make her cum a few times for me.”
“OK, I will,” he chuckled, “and she’ll love it when I tell her her next orgasms are from you.” They both laughed at that and Matt started up the stairs.
When he reached the doorway of the master bedroom he stopped and looked at slave sara on her knees contently waiting for her owner to take her and use her like the slave she is. She was beautiful and he loved her more than anything he else he owned.
Downstairs, Debbie listened for the first sounds as the whip came down onto her mother’s body. She could hear her mom call out, “Yes Master, hurt me. Use me. Thank you, Master.” Debbie knew she wouldn’t be disturbed for a while. Her hand found her pussy as she imagined herself under Matt’s whip, taking the beating, being used. She pinched her clit hard and dug her nails into her flesh. She had done this so many times in the last few months that she could already see herself with nipple and pussy rings, and a tattoo that matched her mother’s. She knew it was only a matter of time before she would be His slave too. After all, her 17th birthday was only a few weeks away.
The End
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