Day 255 Wednesday
Denise stopped by Dale's office rather than return straight home. She didn't want a repeat of the events of the previous evening. Claire heard her enter and stuck her head out of her office door. She said, "Come on in, Denise."
Denise entered the office and sniffed the air. She said, "It smells like pussy."
"Joye just left," Claire said with a grin.
"That explains it," Denise said with a laugh.
"So how is life in the program?" Claire asked. She was always amazed at the changes that her brother and sister were able to create in the people they accepted into their program. She could play someone's body like it was a violin and had a little insight into their minds, but it was very little insight compared to that of her siblings.
"It is going well," Denise said with a smile. It wasn't going as well as she wished. The situation with Victoria was wearing on her far more than she had anticipated. She licked her lips and said, "I talked to Karen about her visit to your home last night."
"Oh," Claire said. Her eyes twinkled at the news.
"She's was telling me a little about her experiences there," Denise said feeling her cheeks turn red.
Noticing the blush, Claire said, "You want to experience it."
Feeling a little ashamed, Denise replied, "I think so."
"You think so?" Claire asked enjoying the effect of her question. Denise had turned three shades brighter.
"Yes, I think so," Denise said.
"Let me know when you're sure that you do," Claire said with a smile. She reached up and ran a finger along Denise's jaw. In a low predatory voice, she said, "It can be a little too intense for little girls who aren't sure."
With her breath catching in her chest, Denise said, "Okay."
"Has my big brother started you on costumes yet?" Claire asked.
"No," Denise answered wondering why she asked.
"Ask him to start you on them," Claire said with a wicked gleam in her eye.
The look on Claire's face actually scared Denise. She asked, "Why?"
"You'll find out," Claire said and then laughed.
"You sounded just like a mad scientist with that laugh," Denise commented rather surprised.
"I wish that I could see your face when you start costume play, but I'll never enter Dale's house under his rules," Claire said.
"Why?"
Claire said, "I'll never be naked in front of man unless he's naked and bound first. It doesn't matter if he is my brother or not."
"Oh," Denise said. It wasn't the first time she'd heard something to that effect. She wondered what had happened to Claire to make her feel that way.
Claire brightened and, patting her on the bottom, said, "Run along and find big brother. I'm sure that he'll be more than happy to see you."
"Okay," Denise said leaving the office. She looked back in time to see Claire running a hand between her legs.
Dale came out of his office and asked, "Afraid to go home alone?"
"A little," Denise said.
"She was on the verge of breaking this morning. I'm pretty sure that Karen talked to her today."
"She did."
"We'll see what effect Karen's conversation had on Victoria when we return home," Dale said. He wasn't sure what Karen might have said to the young woman. He hoped that she hadn't been too supportive.
"I hope she fueled the fire rather than put it out," Denise said. She sighed and said, "I'm getting tired of this. It is really hard to shun someone."
"Yes it is. There are times when you are alone with her and feel like talking to someone, but you can't talk to her," Dale said.
"Exactly. I feel almost as alone as her," Denise said. She said, "I wish that she'd help with the housework."
"We'll correct that little situation tonight," Dale said.
"How?" Denise asked looking over at him.
When they reached home, Victoria was waiting for them by the door. As soon as they entered, Victoria announced, "I'll do it."
Dale smelled the air and said, "I wonder if dinner is prepared."
Victoria stared at Dale and then looked down at the floor. She didn't know what she had expected when she made her grand announcement, but it wasn't to have him ask about dinner. She had been prepared for him to drop his pants and tell her to get to work. She answered, "No."
Ignoring her, Dale said, "Denise, why don't you see if there's any dinner getting prepared?"
"Yes, Dale," Denise said realizing that Dale had just increased the stakes on Victoria. She went into the kitchen and saw that there was nothing ready. She returned and said, "There's nothing ready. I guess I'll have to cook tonight."
"Yes, I think you will," Dale said shaking his head.
Victoria shouted, "Didn't you hear me? I said I would do it."
Ignoring the shouts, Dale said, "I guess I'll take a shower and then come help you in the kitchen. It is not fair that you should have to work all day and then do all of the housework when you get home."
"Thanks," Denise said. She looked around the house and said, "I'll straighten up the living room and vacuum the carpet after dinner."
"Good," Dale said. He sighed when he spotted some dirty dishes on the side table and said, "I've got some yard work to do. I might as well start on it tonight. I've got nothing better to do."
"I'll stick my tongue in your asshole. I'll eat your shit! Just talk to me," Victoria shouted feeling frustrated.
Realizing that Victoria wasn't getting the hint, Denise said, "I'm actually amazed at how much my housekeeping skills have developed under the program. I've become a much better cook. It is hard to believe how many new recipes I've learned to prepare. I never realized the importance of properly preparing food and the pleasure that a good meal can provide."
"I'm glad that you realize that the program is about more than sex," Dale said with a pleased nod of his head.
Victoria stared at Dale and then back down at the floor. She realized that her nightmare was not about to end. She looked around the room and realized that she had left towels scattered across the chairs. Dale insisted that they sit on towels and also insisted that they fold them up neatly when they got up.
"I'm a much better housekeeper. My bedroom used to be the messiest room of the house. I'd have clothes scattered around on the floor. Laundry day was a real challenge," Denise said.
"I've noticed that you keep a clean house," Dale said frowning as he looked at the towels scattered around the room. He noticed one on the floor and shook his head.
Denise started to disrobe. She made it a point to neatly fold each item of clothing as she removed it. Looking over at Dale while she removed her bra, she asked, "Would you like a little relief?"
"Yes," Dale answered.
"A blowjob?"
Dale pursed his lips and said, "I think I'd prefer a hand job."
"Why don't you get undressed and take a seat while I finish getting undressed and then hunt down some lotion," Denise said.
"Good idea," Dale said starting to undress. Like Denise, he made a production of folding his clothes.
Denise finished undressing and picked up the pile of clothes. Smiling at him, she said, "I'll be right back."
"I'll be waiting," Dale said.
Lamely, Victoria said, "I will give you a rim job."
Denise returned from her bedroom with a bottle of lotion. Kneeling between Dale's legs she looked at his cock. She remembered how Susan often described the pleasure that she felt while giving a hand job. She leaned over, kissed the head of his cock and then smiled up at him. With light strokes, she teased his cock erect. Once he was erect, she poured enough lotion over his cock to make it nice and slick.
For more than a half an hour, she teased his cock with her touch. She started with a simple up and down motion along the length of his cock until his balls started to rise and then stopped touching him all together. When his balls descended a little, she started stroking it using a twisting motion of her hands. His balls soon rose and she eased off of it. He groaned in frustration. When the edge had left, she stroked down on his cock with one hand while moving her other hand to the top of his cock to stroke down with it. It was like he was fucking a pussy that was a thousand miles deep. When he was close to coming she stopped until he calmed down. By this time, he was clenching the arms of his chair so hard that his knuckles were turning white.
Denise reversed the direction of her last stroke so that it felt like he was pulling out of a pussy that was a thousand miles deep. His buttocks clenched, his hips rose off the chair, he groaned, and his eyes rolled back. She stopped and waited for him to calm down. She laid the palm of her hand across the top of his cock and started a motion like she was polishing it. He nearly climbed out of the chair.
She watched entranced as his entire body reacted to what she was doing. He was breathing hard and his stomach was trembling. His pre-come leaked out providing lubrication to replace the lotion. His balls actually danced. She ran a finger around the head of his cock watching his arms tremble. She tickled his balls watching as they climbed up tight to his body.
Pouring a little more lotion in her hand, she returned to her original up and down stroke on his cock. As her fingers rode over the sensitive ridge at the head of his cock, she twisted her hand just a little. As she worked his cock, Dale was panting and thrusting upwards with his hip. She understood at that moment what Susan meant by the feeling of power that came over her when giving a handjob. Dale was reduced to a quivering mass by her skill.
She didn't stop when he hit the point of no return. The stream of come shot out of Dale so hard that it flew over his head. She had never seen him come that hard before. She continued stroking him through his orgasms although she lightened her touch to prevent the pleasure from turning into pain. By the time he began to recover, she was barely touching his cock.
It was only then that Denise heard Victoria repeating, "I'll give you a rim job. Please, talk to me."
She wondered how long Victoria had been standing there repeating those words. She'd been so into the handjob hat she hadn't noticed anything else. She said, "Stay there, Dale. I'll go get a wash cloth and clean you up."
"Thanks," Dale said sitting limply in the chair. He reached up and wiped some of his come from his face.
Denise returned after a minute with a couple of warm moist wash cloths. She wiped the come from his body with gentleness. She wrapped his cock in one of the moist wash cloths and asked, "How does that feel?"
"Great. Susan was the only one who ever made me feel that good during a hand job," Dale said still trying to recover. The wet warmth wrapped around his cock felt heavenly.
"Thank you," Denise said knowing that it was high praise indeed.
Victoria mumbled, "I really will do it."
Listening to Victoria was beginning to irritate Denise. She said, "I'm sorry about having to run off to get the towels. It would have been nice if someone had been thoughtful enough to bring them for me."
"Don't worry about it. We'll have someone in the program soon who will understand what it means to be a member of a close-knit community. She'll help you with the housework. She'll think about your needs and help you satisfy them. She'll do little things that will make the day a little better. She'll live by the rules of the house understanding that they help define the community. She'll perform the sex acts that I request so that you'll be relieved of a portion of the burden," Dale said reaching out to stroke her face.
"That would be nice. It will be good to have another who will work for the benefit of the community," Denise said. She had never thought of the household as a community that lived and worked together for the betterment of its members.
Dale said, "Yes, it will be."
Only a fraction of what they were saying trickled into Victoria's brain. She stopped repeating her mantra about being willing to give Dale a rim job and thought about it. It suddenly dawned on her that they were talking about her or, more accurately, what she needed to be doing to be the person they were discussing. As if trying to excuse her behavior, she said, "My mom always cleaned the house and cooked the meals."
Denise removed the wash cloth from around Dale's cock. She leaned over and kissed the head. In a soft voice, she said, "Just relax there for a minute and recover. I'll start dinner now."
"Sounds like a good plan to me," Dale said.
Victoria stood there wondering what she was supposed to do. Denise walked past as if she didn't exist. Dale yawned and stretched. The hand job had taken a lot of out him. He actually felt like taking a nap. Victoria whimpered and said, "Please talk to me."
Dale glanced over at Victoria wondering how long it would take her to realize that she could be in the kitchen helping Denise. He knew that Denise was clever enough to let Victoria know what needed to be done without talking to her directly. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes.
Victoria recognized a dismissal when she saw one. She headed off to the basement to think about her situation. She moved like a condemned man taking the last walk.
In the kitchen, Denise went about putting together dinner. She looked at the ham steaks thinking that some sweet potatoes would go great with them. She went to the cupboard and was pleased to discover that he had a can of sweet potatoes. In his desire for fresh vegetables, sweet potatoes were the only exception that he made. She smiled and picked up the can.
She went over to the refrigerator and pulled out a squash. She felt that a little steamed squash would be a perfect complement for the meal. While at the refrigerator, she opened the freezer door and noticed that the quart of ice cream was missing. She sighed and thought about what it meant. She had expected Victoria to show up in the kitchen to help prepare the meal. She knew that if Victoria hadn't arrived by now, that she never would.
Dale had planned for a quick meal assuming that there would have been a long session before dinner. Denise prepared the food in short order. While it was still cooking, she went out into the living room and announced, "Dinner will be ready in five minutes."
Dale shook himself awake and said, "Okay."
Denise returned to work and set the table for two, finished the meal, prepared three plates, and carried two of them out to the table. Dale entered the dining room just as she set the plates down on the table. He looked in the kitchen to see if Denise had any help. He looked over at her.
Denise shook her head and said, "Let's eat."
"I should have helped," Dale said taking a seat.
Denise smiled and said, "It wasn't that much work."
"Still, you shouldn't have had to do it all by yourself," Dale said with a frown. He wondered if Victoria would ever figure it out.
They were halfway through their meal when the sound of the vacuum cleaner echoed through the house. Dale leaned back and listened to it. Denise smiled at him and he nodded his head to her. Dale said, "Finally."
"Four days," Denise said thinking that it had been a very long four days.
"That's about average," Dale said with a smile. He looked across the table at her and said, "You were really impressive to last so long."
"I was miserable," Denise replied.
"Do you know what to expect now?"
"Rim jobs twice a day for a week?" Denise asked in answer to his question.
"Yes," Dale answered.
She smiled and said, "It could be worse."
"Yes, it could."
Denise never knew when Victoria ate that evening. She had gotten up from the table to wash the dishes and Victoria beat her to it. The overweight woman carried the dishes and plates out to the kitchen. Whenever Denise went to help, Victoria stepped between her and the sink. Giving up, Denise went out to look at the rest of the house. Victoria had been busy during the meal. She could tell by the marks on the carpet that the young woman had done a pretty thorough job of vacuuming.
The towels were all picked up and fresh towels put out in their place. She noticed that the dishes that had been on one of the side tables had been removed as well. All in all, the living room looked pretty good. She imagined that it would still need dusting, but she didn't bother to investigate.
She could hear Dale outside doing something in the yard. She went around the house looking for something to do. She went into the room with the whirlpool and straightened it up. She noted that it was running a little low on towels and went to fetch some more. The floor needed mopping. She looked at the whirlpool thankful that Dale usually took care of treating the water.
She fussed and puttered around the sauna room making sure that everything was in good shape. There was a small refrigerator in it that held bottled water. She restocked the shelf and noted that they should buy some more when they next went to the store. She also thought it would be a good idea to pick up some fruit juices.
Once the whirlpool area was cleaned, Denise went to the laundry. There was a basket of towels waiting to be washed. She put in a load and started the washer. She turned around to find Victoria watching her with wide-eyes. Rather than talk to her, Denise stepped around her and went into the living room. She looked at it and said, "It is time for a good spring cleaning."
Dale walked up behind her and said, "That reminds me, it is time to replace the carpet and the curtains."
"Why? I can wash them," Denise said recalling at that moment that Susan had mentioned that he replaced the carpet and curtains every year. He had talked about replacing the carpet the night when Victoria had wet the towels.
"I figure with all of the activity that takes place in this house that is best to change things every year," Dale said with a negligent shrug of his shoulders.
Denise frowned and asked, "How will it work when they come to replace the carpet?"
Dale smiled and answered, "Are you afraid of having a bunch of strange men in the house while you are naked?"
"Quite frankly, yes," Denise said.
Dale laughed and said, "Don't worry. We'll go out somewhere while they are working on it. Michelle usually sends one of her men over to make sure that the workers don't walk off with something."
"That's nice of her," Denise said somewhat facetiously.
"Yes, it is," Dale said.
Denise said, "By the way, I cleaned up the whirlpool area and turned on the sauna. I'd like to spend a little time in it after exercises."
"That sounds like a good idea. I'll take a shower and then take care of some unfinished business. We can hit the exercises early and then relax afterwards in the whirlpool and sauna," Dale said.
"Great," Denise said. She turned and found Victoria watching them. It was kind of spooky the way that Victoria was following them around.
Dale stepped around Victoria and headed towards his bedroom. Denise went to hers thinking that it would be a good idea to freshen up as well. She wet a wash cloth and wiped down all of the important parts. She paused and looked in the mirror realizing that despite having a large mirror across one wall of her bedroom that she very seldom noticed it.
The woman reflected in the mirror was well on her way to becoming a real beauty. She noted that her posture had improved. Her body was much thinner. Her hair even looked thicker and had a nice shine to it. She had it styled for Susan's wedding and liked the simple cut. She felt that the longer hair made her look a lot younger. It took her a moment to realize that she was identifying the parts she liked rather than focusing on the parts she didn't like.
Denise walked out of her bedroom and returned to the living room. She found Dale waiting for her and realized that she had take a little longer than she had intended. She said, "Sorry, I thought I would freshen up."
Dale nodded his head and turned to look at Victoria. She had been standing there saying nothing, just hoping that they'd notice her. Dale said, "Will you give me a rim job?"
"Yes, I would love to give you a rim job," Victoria answered.
Dale nodded his head and asked, "Will you become a contributing member of this household?"
"Yes," Victoria answered.
Dale said, "I'll expect you to give me two rim jobs a day and to give Denise two a day for the next week. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," Victoria answered paling slightly.
Dale got down on the floor and presented his ass to her. He said, "When you're done, I'll want to fuck you."
"Yes, sir," Victoria said getting down on the floor next to him. She bent down with her tongue stuck out and got to work.
Denise watched wondering what Victoria was feeling. Her face didn't reveal any emotions. After a couple of seconds, there was a flash of surprise across her face. Denise smiled recognizing that Victoria had come to the realization that it wasn't as bad as she had thought it would be. Dale kept her at it for about a minute and then said, "That's enough. Get on your hands and knees."
Relieved, Victoria did as he said. Denise handed him a towel. He put it over Victoria and said, "Offer her your ass, Denise."
Neither woman was surprised by the request. Denise did as she had been asked. Victoria started tonguing her without any sign of hesitation. No matter how many times Denise had experienced it, the sensation of getting rimmed always surprised her. It felt interesting in a way that she'd never be able to describe. As far as she was concerned, it wasn't an activity in itself, but a part of foreplay.
After a minute, she said, "Lick my pussy."
Victoria immediately went to work on her cunt. Denise enjoyed the attention and slowly headed towards an orgasm. She knew that Victoria would probably be done before she came. It didn't really matter to her. It was the fact that Victoria was doing it.
Dale released his seed into Victoria with a low grunt. One look at his face and Denise knew that it had been a pretty mediocre experience. However, she remembered that old saying that even a bad fuck was a good fuck. She knew it was time to release Victoria from her duty. She said, "Thanks, Victoria."
Victoria eased back and said, "You didn't come."
"That's okay. I'm satisfied," Denise said.
Dale said, "We were thinking of doing the exercises a little early tonight and then visiting the whirlpool and the sauna."
"Oh," Victoria said.
"Interested in joining us," Denise asked.
"Yes," Victoria answered feeling happy that they were finally talking to her.