Slaves and Telepaths Part 2
Arrivals

Warning this story contains scenes featuring sexual acts that some people
may find offensive. If this includes you, or you are legally a minor,
stop reading.

Author's Note: I've decided to change the format of this series slightly.
Instead of the story being told only from Jonathan's point of view I'll
be swapping between characters.
Scene separators will now be three stars and the new narrator's name
(even if its the same as the previous section).


Chapter 5

*****

I awoke the next morning to find Sonya had cuddled up to me during the
night. She had slid up under my arm and lay with her head on my chest. I
was just glad she had a queen sized bed.

With a gentle nudge I woke her. "Morning my pet. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes master."

Lightly stroking her hair I let my mind wander, literally. I could sense
Sonya's roommate, she had returned late last night. A sudden realisation
hit, causing me to chuckle. Sonya raised her head to look at me.

I smiled at her. "Your clothes are strewn all through the lounge, what'll
Casey think?"

She looked at me, a thoughtful look on her face. "Who cares?" she asked,
grinning.

"Hmm, say do want to play a game with your friend?"

Sonya's grin widened.

*****

I wandered out into the kitchen, fully dressed of course. I found Casey
sitting at the table, drinking from a mug.

"Good morning," I greeted her warmly. "Nice to see you again."

She looked at me, then tutted. "Sleeping with your employees, is that
such a good idea?"

I shrugged. "You must have read her contract, you know what kind of
employee she is." I stared at the mug. "Tea?"

She held up the mug. "Nup, I'm a coffee achiever."

"Time for breakfast I guess." I clapped my hands, and Sonya pranced in.
Casey stared at her. Sonya had prettied up before I had come out, but all
she was wearing was a massive smile.

"Your command, master?" Sonya asked cheerily.

"Breakfast, at once!" I commanded. "Whatever you have."

"Will cereal do master?"

"That'll be fine." I sat at the table, and waited for breakfast. The
performance Sonya put on kept her roommate riveted. Of course she wasn't
the only one paying attention.

Sonya bounced over to me, holding two bowls of cereal and a spoon. With a
dramatic flair she placed one bowl in front of me, presented me with the
spoon, then dropped to her knees, setting her breakfast on the floor.

Sonya's roommate stared at me in shock (she would probably have stared at
Sonya, but the table was in the way.) "What did you do to her?"

Sonya popped her head up over the table. "Did we shock you?"

Casey laughed. "I thought you were serious there for a second." She
looked at me. "You must be one hell of a talker to have convinced her
like that?"

I raised an eyebrow. "You're kidding, right?"

*****

A few days later I returned home with my new slave. Booking the second
seat on the return flight had proved to be a good idea, I guess Diane had
taught me a lesson. Sonya's roommate was going to see that all the soft
toys were packed and ready when the shippers I usually used showed up.

"I hate small commercial jets," I grumbled as we climbed off the plane at
Towsen airport.

"I'd have thought you could afford your own jet," Sonya commented.

I pointed out across the tarmac at a hanger. "There's a private jet in
there, owned by my family, but I've left it for emergency use by the
local hospital. I hate being pretentious more."

I wandered off, looking for our ride as Sonya stood there, staring at me
in wonder. She caught up just as I spotted Diane and Jessica.

Jessica of course greeted me with her usual enthusiasm, Diane following
at a more sedate pace. Sonya observed our exchange silently.

"I'm glad your back!" Jess announced, throwing her arms around me in a
hug.

"And I'm glad you didn't yell the M word." I returned the embrace. "I've
missed you too little one."

"But you found ways to take your mind off of us for a few days, didn't
you?" Diane grinned at Sonya.

"Is that all I am, a distraction?" Sonya pouted.

I shook my head. "Don't even joke about it. Come on lets go get the car."

"No luggage?" Diane asked.

"Just our carry-ons." I shrugged, and let Jessica lead me off.

*****

"Why can't I sit in the back with the master?" Jessica whined as we drove
up through mountains towards my manor.

"Tradition, the new girl gets all the privileges," Diane replied from the
driver's seat.

I lent forward. "How did the four of you decide who would come meet me?"

Jessica turned and smiled at me. "We played a game of cards, we won!"

I shook my head, then settled back holding Sonya.

*****

We were most of the way home before I noticed Sonya kept glancing at
Diane apprehensively. I suppose she is a bit scary if you don't know her,
she is a very large girl. I decided to steer the conversation towards
something she might enjoy.

"Have the changes to Sonya's room finshed?" I inquired

"Yep, the carpenters were in yesterday. Where did you find guys with that
kinda skill? You'd have a hard time telling they hadn't been there
forever," Jessica responded.

"You'd be amazed at the skilled professionals you can find in small
towns," I told her.

"What's this?" Sonya perked up a little.

I gave her a comforting smile. "The bedrooms don't have much in the way
of open shelves, just wardrobes. I thought you'd prefer not to shut away
your darlings."

She returned my smile. "Thank you."

"What are you two talking about?" Jessica demanded. Diane chuckled.

"Oh, just a hobby of Sonya's, nothing you should be interested in," I
replied in a way that suggested it was more of an order than a comment.

Sonya lapsed back into silence for the rest of the trip home. I held her
close, hoping she was comfortable.

I sighed. "Home sweet home, complete with all the happy memories of
childhood." Don't ask me why I was suddenly overcome by such a melancholy
mood. My childhood was hardly happy, but I guess making new memories was
part of what I was doing here.

Diane pulled up in front of the mansion steps as two more women walked
down the steps to meet the car.

Once we were inside I made the final introductions. I decided to forgo
telling Sonya about Kate's masochistic tendencies just yet, it would be
best if she got to know Kate first.

Teresa, Kate and Jess stood with Sonya and I inside the entry hall. The
original designers of the house had built it to impress, so this room one
of the most magnificent in the house. First impressions count.

A large staircase swept up to the second floor and double doors lead off
from either side into the dinning room and lounge.

"Kate, Jess, will you two take Sonya up to her room? There are some
things I want to discuss with Teresa," I told them.

"Yes master," they chorused, then dragged the girl up the stairs.

I turned to Teresa. "Anything I should know about?"

"Some business papers to look over. You need to clear the payment for
Sonya's shelves. We've all been behaving ourselves, so there aren't any
punishments for you to dish out." Teresa paused for a second, smiling.
"And your package arrived this morning by courier."

I smiled at her. "Sonya was very confused by the measurements I took."

"I'm sure. By the way Sam said we should visit sometime, and you should
bring some of your new pets. He's got some new creations that need a
patron and a few models."

I thought about it for a few moments. "Maybe we should invite him here."

Teresa gave me a look. "I'll ask him how up to date his blood tests are
next time I talk to him."

I chuckled. "Come on, work awaits, and I haven't forgotten that you've
got a punishment coming."

*****

I knocked at Sonya's door sometime later. I'd finished the work Teresa
had been saving for me. That's one problem with wealth, you have any
number of people wanting your money and you have to keep a close eye on
it.

Sonya opened the door, then smiled. "Master, I didn't think you'd knock."

"The only time I'll barge into one of your rooms is if I think you're
breaking the rules," I informed her.

"Oh, do you want to come in?" she asked.

"No, your coming with me."

"Yes master," she said submissively, dropping into her role.

I lead Sonya to the master bedroom (hmm, interesting phrasing), where
Teresa stood naked waiting with the toys and my special present for
Sonya. I wondered what she'd think about it when I put it on her.

After Sonya had closed the door I turned to her. "I want you naked, now!"

Sonya quickly peeled off her clothes. I was glad she wore a dress, it
would be more comfortable in the morning. She looked at me expectantly.

"Lay face down on the bed, your legs hanging over the edge!" I ordered.
Sonya immediately obeyed.

*****

She looked so vulnerable, even more so than that first night, but then it
had just been her and me. The morning after had been a game. Now she lay
in a revealing position before a woman she barely knew. I'm sure Kate and
Jessica had told Sonya that Teresa had been with me the longest, well
over the year.

Of course what Sonya didn't know was that for the evening I had placed
Teresa in a trance. She would respond only to my commands.

"Are you ready slave?" I asked Teresa.

"Yes master," both girls replied

I gently stroked the soft smooth skin of her back. She shivered lightly
under my hand. I pulled a blindfold from the bedside table and wrapped
itn round her head, making sure she was very blind.

I made Teresa move on to the bed, causing the springs to depress. Under
my guidance Teresa gently slide first one hand, then the other under
Sonya to grasp and massager her breasts. In order to do so Teresa lay
down on top of the blindfolded girl and when her breasts touched Sonya's
back Sonya gave a small shudder.

I chuckled, then reacched down and ran my finger across her clit. Another
shivers flowed through her body, although for a different reason this
time. I repeated the action, and again she tensed and relaxed. Carefully
I kept up the action, stroke her clit, then moving down around her
nether lips and back up to her clit. After a few circuits Sonya started
moaning quietly.

I looked down at Sonya's sopping sex. She had been hot long enough that
it was time for my surprise. A mental command to Teresa caused her to
move her a hand to take over from me while I went to get Sonya's
surprise.

I picked up a box from the floor, then carefully removed the chastity
belt from within. I call it a chastity belt, but it isn't really. A dildo
was attached to the inside, positioned so that the wearers cunt would be
filled by it. It was probably vainity, but I'd mde sure that the dildo
was smaller than my own member. The inside of the garment was lined so
that it could be worn almost permanently. Which was part of the idea.

I lifted one of Sonya's feet, slipping the belt over her foot, the
repeated the action with the other. I gently pushed the garment up her
legs until the tip of the touched her cunt.

"Please master, fuck me!" she groaned, need dripping from her voice.

I chuckled again, then with a shove, thrust the object deep inside of
her. Sonya gasped as her sex was wrapped in the garment. I spent a few
seconds adjusting the belt and locking her up.

"Teresa, awake!" I commanded grandly.

Teresa pulled her hand from under Sonya. "Ow," Teresa exclaimed, shaking
her hand, trying to get the blood flowing again.

"Sorry about that. Guess I should have paid more attention."

"Master, I think by now her curiosity is killing her," Teresa pointed
out.

"Okay Sonya, you can remove your blindfold," I told my slave.

She immediately reached up and tore off the blindfold. She twisted around
and sat up then glanced down at her midsection. After a few seconds she
looked up at me, but didn't ask the obvious question.

"It's a modified chastity belt, a large dildo thrust into your cunt and
the whole thing locked up so it can't be removed," I pulled out a small
key, "unless of course you have one of these. Of course if I ever find
you've used one, you'll be punished."

"Thank you," she told me. "But what about, um, when I need to go?"

I smiled. "One of the other girls will unlock you, and make sure you
don't play with yourself."

She knelt before me, and without my command, set about pleasuring me with 
her mouth.