Slaves and Telepaths Part 2 Arrivals Chapter 2 Jessica awoke before me, and I awoke to her gently sucking on my cock. I was already hard so I didn't interrupt her. It wasn't long before I came in her mouth. "What a wonderful way to wake up," I told my young slave. Jessica looked up. wiping a drop of semen from her face with a finger, then sucking her finger clean. "Thank you master." I reached down and tussled her hair. "I'm a lucky man, to have such a beautiful slave." "Yes master, you are," said a voice from the door. "But you also deserve her, simply for having her." Teresa walked in, wearing a shear silk slip. Diane stood behind her, wearing a rode that hung open in the front, revealing her absence of other garments and carrying a tray with two plates of steaming scrambled eggs. Over Teresa's arm hung a set of clothes for Jessica. Teresa lay out Jessica's clothes on a chair, then sat on my side of the bed. Diane sat on the other side and passed us our plated. Jessica, who still lay beneath the covers reached out and threw open Diane's robe, giggling. I took Jessica's plate from the black woman, who grabbed Jess and lifted her out of the bed and on top the blankets. "She's strong!" Jessica announced, wide eyed. "She also enjoys dominating other woman, so I may decide to have her spend time playing with you." "I could live with that!" Jessica's eyes sparkled. "Some other time maybe," Teresa interjected. "Master, I was looking through Jessica's bags to get her some clothes, and I relised that she needed some more clothes to fill out her wardrobe. Do you mind if we head down to the mall for some shopping?" "Not at all, so long as some of it requires an audience." I told her between bites. "Diane'll need to shop some to. You still have my credit card, so the three of you can go as you please." Diane looked at Teresa with surprise. "He let you have a credit card that he pays." Teresa placed her hands over her heart. "It's a great trust and every cent I spend that he doesn't approve of earns me a punishment." "She found that out quickly enough. I'm afraid I'm not going to do the same for the rest of you, however I am organising bank accounts to act as safety caches for you." "Cool!" creid Jessica. "With the same limits as Teresa's card." I lent down to her, the smile vanishing from my face. "I mean that Jessica." ***** I was sitting in my study, planning that night's fun when I heard the car pulling into the driveway. Glancing at the clock I realised that they had returned long before I had expected, so I went to see what had happened. I'm always glad that the manor's garage is connected to the house, because in winter it can get very cold out. Despite the heating the garage was still very cold. By the time I got to the car Diane and Teresa were unpacking a pile of packages and bags. The mood however was not what I would have expected from a group of women back from a spending spree. Jessica stood nearby, a painted smile on her face. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. "What's wrong?" I asked the group generally. Tears started running down Jessica's checks. I looked at Teresa, expecting an answer. "While we were shopping a bunch of girls from the local school started following us. When we stopped they came up and started teasing Jessica," Teresa explained. "They suggested that Teresa had stopped going to school because she had joined the street walkers, then she said that we were all pros, out shopping for some clothes to attract clients," Diane continued. I gently hugged Jessica. "That bothered you did it?" Jessica nodded, sniffing. "Then tomorrow we'll go back to deal with it, hopefully. I know none of you feel like it, but I plan to give Diane her big night." Diane looked at me. "Master, that isn't necessary. I can wait until after you've dealt with Jessica." "No! I put this off yesterday because of Jessica, and I'm not doing it again. Tonight I'm putting the three of you into a scene, and I'm not taking any arguments." "Yes master," three voices chorused. "Now come on, we've got lots of work to do in order to get ready for tonight." ***** Teresa forced the window open, and climbed into the room. Most of the house was blacked out, indicating that the owner of the house had gone to bed. Teresa turned and helped her smaller companion in. The pair quietly snuck across to a cabinet containing a number of beautiful vases. "Some of these should bring a lot. Jessica, hold the bag open will you," Teresa whispered. Jessica removed her backpack, and opened the top while Teresa opened the cabinet and reached for a vase. Suddenly the lights flickered on and Diane's voice rang out through the room. "What do you two think your doing?" The next sound we heard was the shattering of the vase Teresa held as it hit the gound. All three looked down at the pileof glass shards, then Jessica scampered to hide behind her friend. Diane was extremely angry now. "That was an expensive vase." It wasn't actually, but that was part of thre scene. She walked over to the pair, then started to circle them, causing Jessica to move to keep Teresa between them. "You two are going to pay for that," she stated quietly. "Whatever you want lady, just don't call the cops, okay," Teresa told her. "Oh the cops'd no fun at all. Tell me, are any of your friends along, waiting outside?" "Nope, just us." Diane walked over to a desk and opened a draw. "Oh, I'm so glad you said that." She turned suddenly snapping a collar around Teresa's neck. There was a click as the lock snapped shut. A quick jerk sent Teresa stumbling towards the couch, leaviing Jessica undefended. Moments later she too was wearing a collar and was propelled towards the couch. Both collars were made of metal, and fit surprising well. Realistically the locks on them could be broken easily, but for the purpose of this scene, neither girl would even try. Diane towered over the pair cowering on the couch. "From now on I own the two of you. You must obey every command I give you or be punished, and you won't like my punishments." Both girls nodded in fear. "Strip then slaves." Both girls struggled out of their clothes without standing up, then looked up at their mistress. The pair looked beautiful as they lay there naked, Teresa spread out, her arm around her smaller friend, who was curled up against her and peeking out at the large woman before her. "Right and now the fun begins." ***** Diane blinked as she came out of the scene, Teresa simply shook her head, while Jessica simply rolled back gazing up at us. "Enjoying yourselves?" I asked. "That's truly amazing!" announced Jessica. "Yeah, but why did you stop us?" Diane inquired. "I want to do some other things before we get to the sex. Help me get them into the bondage gear, and we can skip a couple of days." ***** The knock on the door interupted Diane as she gloated. She quickly pushed the two bound girls under the coffee table and pulled the table cloth down. I stood at the door (god was it cold), waiting for her. "Ms Jones?" I asked when she opened the door. "I'm detective Reel with the police." I held up my hand as if I was showing my ID. "Oh course, come in officer." She stepped back and closed the door behind me. "What can I do to help you?" I smiled. "I'm investigating a couple of missing children, a pair of teenagers have gone missing. It's probably just a case of runaway, but a couple of their friends said they were coming up here to steal some valuables. I have to investigate all leads. Did the two visit here some time in the last two days?" "I'm afraid I don't know, I've just arrived back from a business trip. Certainly there hasn't been a break-in. " "Well, I'm sorry to bother you ma'am. I'll just be going." Diane smiled at me. "Why don't you stay for a while. It's cold out and I have just made a pot of tea, would you like some?" Diane and I spent a quarter of an hour chatting, sitting at the couches around the coffee table under which Teresa and Jessica lay. I could feel their frustration as they fought their bonds, trying to tell me they were there. Finally I stood and made my excuses. We crossed the room and I once more deleted my presence from their awareness. Diane returned to her slaves, dragging out first Teresa then Jessica. Teresa's eyes had a hopeless look about them as she gazed into the distance. Jessica on the other hand was crying. Tears streamed down her cheeks. "So how are my little slaves?" she reached up and pulled the gag from Teresa's mouth. Teresa turned her empty eyes on Diane, "What does my mistress wish of me?" Diane cackled with glee, then reached over and removed Jessica's gag. The smaller girl said nothing, but continued to sob. I smiled and decided it was time to skip some more ahead. ***** Many months had passed (not really, but for those in the scene it seemed as such.) Teresa and Jessica knelt on the floor near their mistress, waiting for her command. Neither girl had seen a stitch of clothing excluding the bondage they often found themselves wearing, and their collars, which they always wore. The two girls' eyes both sparkled with a thoughtless expectation, they were both good girls. Both had a ball gag in her mouth, and had clasped her hands behind her back, thrusting her breasts out. The gags, like the collars were another symbol of their slavery. Diane sat, wearing only a robe. The robe lay half open, revealing her body. She lifted her head and gazed at her slaves. "Little one, come here." Jessica lept to her feet and bounced over to her. She cocked her head and waited for her instructions. Hands still behind her back. "Take the gag out and pleasure me, slave!" Jessica reached up, removing her gag and placing it carefully on the table. She knelt between her mistresses legs and applied her a tongue to her mistress' clit. As Jessica sucked skilfully on Diane, the black women gazed over at Teresa. She smiled. "Slut," she called, and Teresa looked up here. "Remove your gag and come here. I want you to suck my tits." Teresa came over immediately, pulling the ball from her mouth, then leaning down to suck Diane's nipples. I sat there watching the trio until Diane's orgasm rippled through her powerful body. ***** Diane looked up at me. "That was wonderful master, thank you." Teresa pulled away from the big women's breasts, then leaned forward to give then a final kiss. She smiled up at Diane. "I'd really appreciate it if you would stop calling me slut." The three of us laughed. "Come on, it time for bed," I told them. "And Diane's night is over."