Chapter 4
The next morning, as they had breakfast, Bill asked, "Okay, so now that we look nothing like we used to, what are we supposed to do about identification? I mean, I'd like to be able to drive again."
"Well, we will be getting new driver's licenses and such, but not for a few days. Until then, you'll just have to learn to use your powers," Susan said cheerfully.
"What do you mean, Mom?" Trina asked.
"Sweetheart, we engineered you to be able to control other people's minds. As far as I can tell, you have yet to display that ability. It would be ironic if you have all these other abilities and not the one that we designed you to have."
"Well, I suppose, but I won't use them on you or anyone else in the family. So what do you suggest?" Bill asked. Trina didn't say anything, but it was clear she was listening intently.
Susan sighed, "Well, while I can appreciate your feelings on this, you are going to have to use them on me to make sure you can. Don't misunderstand me; I'm not looking forward to it, but we have to know if you have that ability, and once we figure that out, we are going to need to find a couple of normal humans for you to practice on. You don't have to do anything permanent to them, but you do need to learn how to control your powers."
"Crystal and Asia," Trina suggested. "We've known them since kindergarten and they've been mean, vindictive bitches to everyone in the school."
"Do you think it would be a good idea to practice on someone for revenge?" Susan asked, speaking to both her children.
Bill answered, "It wouldn't actually be revenge actually; they were no worse to us than anyone else. However, they are two of the prettiest girls in school, and come from wealthy families. I don't think it would be a good idea to... uh, use them as subjects since it might raise questions with their families."
"Well, if I have to play with someone else, I'd have liked it to be one of them. Besides, the fact is that both of them could really use a major attitude adjustment; they treat everyone like they are so superior," Trina added.
"What are their last names?" Susan asked. She had a funny, almost amused look in her eyes.
"Crystal DeWitt and Asia Bowers."
Susan almost burst out laughing. "Well, that might get me off the hook then. They are daughters of two of your instructors. However, they are both half-breeds, so maybe not."
Without looking at his mother, Bill smiled and winked at Trina. "Mom? Why don't you have a pickle?"
Susan hated pickles. But this time, instead of telling him to eat one himself, her eyes unfocused slightly and she went to the refrigerator, dug out a pickle, and started munching. Though she kept eating it, it was clear that she hated it.
Bill nudged Katrina and nodded his head at Susan. Trina thought for a minute then smiled, "It's pretty good isn't it, Mom?"
Suddenly, Susan's eyes lit up and she was obviously enjoying the pickle very much. "Oh yes, it's very good..." Suddenly her face turned white and she stared at her children. "You two did this didn't you? I hate pickles, yet this one tastes fabulous."
"Bill got you to eat it; I made it so you liked it. But only this one pickle, you won't like them anymore after you finish it," Trina admitted.
"But I didn't feel or hear anything until you asked about the pickle. How did you do it?" Susan asked.
Bill began rubbing his temples; suddenly his head was throbbing. "I formed a thought, and pushed it to you. Similar to the communication except this wasn't words, more like a desire to eat a pickle. Uhg, I need an aspirin. My head hurts."
"Mine too," Trina said, wincing. "It must've come from sending that command to Mom."
Father, who had been sharing a can of tuna with Pasha, sat back and transformed into his human form, then spoke. "Great Lady, what you are feeling is the resistance to your command fed back to you from her mind. It's almost like a natural defense to foreign commands. We experience something similar when we are learning to use our abilities. We cannot directly control another's mind, but we can influence emotions and attitudes. The feedback should not damage you, but it would be advisable to shield your own mind before you try this again. Also, I am told that the feedback from a particular person will lessen the more you have to influence them, perhaps because the mind being influenced becomes more attuned to the mind doing the changes."
"Why didn't you warn us, Father?" Bill asked.
"I truly am sorry, Great Lord. There are two reasons why I did not. First, I had no way of knowing if you would experience the feedback. Second, in training, we allow the young ones to feel this before we teach them how to shield from it. We believe that it aids to instill responsibility in them. 'With great power comes great responsibility.' I hope you can forgive me for not warning you, but you are in training as well," he said and bowed.
Trina groaned. "You are correct, Father, but how do we get rid of the pain? Will aspirin help?"
"Truly, I do not know, Great Lady. I do not believe it will because the pain is not of your own mind. However, it should be short-lived and should go away in a few minutes," Father explained.
"Okay, everyone hold on a second. We are going way outside the plan for your training here," Susan explained. "I think I should call a meeting with the rest of our group to discuss what's happening and come up with a new plan. We had no idea that Father and Pasha's people even existed, and now it looks like he will be a great help in your training. We also hadn't counted on your other skills. You are so much more than we had planned."
"Mom, while I can appreciate you wanting to keep the others informed, I don't think it would be a good idea to tell them everything. First off, from what I can gather from these memories you gave us, we are liable to scare them so badly that they will want to kill us. Also, I'm worried about spies. If we can get spies into the bad guy's organization, then they can get some into ours. Personally, I'm not going to trust anyone I haven't, or can't, fully scan," Trina said. Bill nodded in agreement.
Susan looked confused. "What do you mean, 'fully scan'?"
"Mom," Bill started. "When you were eleven, you snuck into your parent's bedroom and sucked your father off in his sleep. Two nights later, when you returned to do it again, your mother caught you and shared his cock with you. The next day, she showed you how it felt to have someone lick you. It was the first orgasm you ever experienced."
Susan went pale as she listened to one of her fondest, and most guarded secrets pass the lips of her son. "I never even told that to your father! Can you read that deeply?"
"Yes mother, we can," Trina answered. "We can also tell you why you guard that secret so well. Don't worry, we won't tell anyone, and we also know that you would never betray us. Yes, your parents were your first loves, but we also know that you broke completely with them when they joined our enemies. We know you removed their memories from what you gave us."
"My Lady, you have my word as well, I will repeat nothing I hear or see while I am with you," Father said.
"Nor will I," Pasha said from where she had curled up by Trina's foot.
Susan put her head in her hands. "You're right; the others would want you destroyed if they knew. So now what do we do? You are expected to go through training with them."
Bill spoke this time, and he surprised Susan with the authority in his voice. "Simple, we give them exactly what they expect us to be. If we find one of them to be a spy... well, we'll figure out a way to deal with that when the time comes. As for explaining Father and Pasha, well the others don't need to know anymore about them except we have cats."
"Forgive me Great Lord, but what about Mistress Carol? She should be arriving here sometime later today."
Bill looked thoughtful for a minute until Trina touched his arm. "Love, we're going to need a base of operations that no one knows about. When this Carol person gets here, let's talk to her about it."
Bill nodded, "That's a good idea, Love." He turned back to Susan. "There is one other thing we need to discuss with you, Susan."
Hearing the emphasis on her name gave her a chill, and she looked at her son with some apprehension. "What is it?"
He softened his expression so as not to frighten her. "Dad asked us to take care of you; we've already asked you to be our lover, and you've agreed. Trina and I have discussed this and we both want you as a mate, not just as a lover. You are changing yourself to appear our age, and we both love you far more than as our mother." He took her hand in his. "Would you be willing to give up being our mother to become our wife? Before you answer that, I want you to know that we will be giving you the same abilities that we have. We don't want anyone else to know that you have these abilities, either. Trina and I can pass our 'training' on to you mentally, so you'll have the same skills and abilities that we both have."
Tears had started flowing down Susan's cheeks. "You both understand that what you are asking, is for life? Once done, it cannot be undone except in death."
Trina took Susan's other hand. "Yes, we understand. Bill and I have not yet formed this bond, because we both want you to be a part of it, from the beginning."
Susan sniffed and wiped her tears on her shoulder. "I want you to both understand something before I agree. I fell in love with both of you years ago. Your spirits and personalities were so perfect to me that I couldn't have refused either of you anything. This quest we are beginning could very easily end our lives." She swallowed and straighten a little, then continued somewhat formally, "I am honored to be asked to share in your lives, and in this quest. I accept your love, and pledge to return it for the rest of our lives. May it be long and beautiful."
"May it be long and beautiful," Trina responded.
"May it be long and beautiful," Bill echoed. "Tomorrow at dawn, we will be joined, and none shall come between us."
Susan had called the group to inform them that Bill and Trina had accepted the challenge and would be ready to begin training as per the original plan. That meant that they would be leaving for 'vacation' in two days. A resort in northern Minnesota that was owned by one of the group had been selected for a remote training site. It had been conveniently closed for the summer to make renovations.
Bill, Katrina and Susan pledged their love to one another as the morning sun rose above the trees behind their home. The three stood, joined by hands physically, and joined their hearts and minds as the first light of the sun struck their nude bodies. Bill felt Katrina and Susan become part of him. Still separate, but their thoughts and emotions brushed against his as they silently stood, basking in the glow of their love as the sun warmed their bodies. Beyond any doubt, Bill now knew exactly how these two wonderful women felt for him; he could feel it and knew they could feel his love for them as well. Through the new link to his sister, he could feel the bond with Pasha. Now he better understood the curious link that had formed between the pair. As strong and indescribable as it was, it was nothing like the bond that now existed between the three newlyweds.
They retired to the bedroom to consummate their union and while doing so, activate the dormant abilities in Susan. For Susan the experience was like none she could remember in her long life. As Bill and Katrina made love to her body, she could feel them making love to her mind. They showed her what they were doing while they did it. With each new change, she felt herself becoming more alive, more vibrant; it was like for the first time in her life she could actually see. The world around her became sharper as though it were more in focus, the colors brighter. She felt that, after many years of slumber, she was now fully awake.
"Great Lord, may I speak with you?" Father asked as he sauntered up to Bill.
"Sure Father, anytime you need to speak to me, you should feel free to simply do so. I've tried to tell you we won't have you as a slave, " Bill replied. He had been sitting outside on the back steps of the trailer house, just relaxing and thinking about his new life. Trina, Susan and Pasha were curled up inside, taking a nap.
"I sense Mistress Carol approaching. She will be here in a few minutes. She is very excited, " Father said as he climbed into Bills lap to be petted. He never would have done so inside the house, but since they were outside, appearances had to be maintained. "Also, we have someone that seems to be watching the residence. However, they are not using any abilities. Since they are actually too far away for me to sense them accurately, I will get closer to see if I can discern their purpose. I do not feel any hostile intent, only curiosity."
"Thank you, Father. Please let me know immediately what you find out. Even curiosity could be dangerous at this point, " Bill said.
"As you command, Great Lord. When time permits, I would also like to discuss our bonding again. Such a connection would be of assistance in a situation like this." Father said.
"Oh? How so?"
"Well, we can communicate much easier over distance if we are... uh, attuned to each other. There are other benefits as well, which I'll be happy to discuss with you. However, Mistress Carol is about to pull into your drive, " Father said.
"Okay, let's go wake the girls. I'm sure they will want to have some clothes on when Carol gets here, " Bill said as Father jumped down from his lap.
Bill stood, turned, and pulled the door open. Father running inside ahead of him made Bill grin; he had always liked cats.
Bill opened the door to a petite, raven-haired beauty. She stood maybe five feet tall and couldn't have weighed more than one hundred pounds fully dressed and soaking wet. She had a small elfish face, and looked more like a child of thirteen than the woman Father had described. Bill felt his cock harden at the thought of this little cutie becoming their willing body slave.
His staring would have been rude if not for the fact that the woman was staring back just as hard. The man standing before her made her instantly wet and she felt her nipples harden to diamonds inside her shirt. Her knees were weak and at that moment she wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees and worship his cock. Never had a stranger had this effect on her. Sure, she had decided to dedicate herself to these people once she learned of the prophecy, but she hadn't then known that they would look this good.
Getting impatient with her brother, Katrina nudged him out of the way to get a look at their visitor. She was effected by the small woman's beauty as well, and emitted a soft, "Oh my!" when her eyes fell on the flustered woman.
Trina reached out and took the young woman's hand to gently pull her into the house. "Welcome to our home; my name is Katrina, and the big, rude, hunk that is staring at your butt is my husband Bill. The blonde Goddess behind me is our wife, Susan. I believe you've already met the cats."
The woman was staring with open admiration at Katrina now, but managed to stammer out, "I... uh, I'm... my name is Carol." She was almost panting with lust, and was starting to sweat.
For a brief few moments no one moved. Then Susan pulled Bill over to the couch and unfastened and pulled his shorts down his legs, exposing his rock hard cock. She knelt and kissed the head, causing Bill to moan. She pushed Bill so he sat on the couch, then reached out and took one of Carol's hands and pulled her over between herself and Bill. She unzipped the woman's skirt and let it fall to the floor. Leaning forward, she kissed the soaked mons before pulling her thong panties down to her ankles, where she lifted the woman's feet one at a time to get her to step out of them. Once again she leaned in, but this time it was to run her tongue over the smoothly shaven labia and very erect clitoris. As she planned, her tongue on the woman's clit caused her legs to buckle, and she began to fall. Susan guided her backwards onto Bill.
Bill caught her and helped guide her down as Susan spread the small woman's legs. Once she was done, she grasped Bill's hard shaft and stood it up to guide it into the impossibly small vagina that was descending on it.
Bill's cock was dry, but Carol felt the head of his shaft part her nether lips and there it stopped. Her small cunt had not had a cock in years, and this was even bigger then her last lover had been. She lifted her legs, trying to force herself down on the shaft, but it still refused to enter. Then she realized the man was holding her up, preventing her from forcibly impaling herself on his glorious shaft. She groaned in frustration and screamed, "Gods! Please! Take me! Take me now! Oh please use me!"
She felt herself lifted and the wonderful cock that had been ready to split her in half was moved so it slid past her painfully aroused cunt. However, she felt it rub across her clit and moaned as she rocked her hips to make better contact.
"Sue?" Trina asked as she watched Susan practically rape this woman with their husband's cock.
"Take your clothes off, Honey. I scanned her; she is totally incoherent because of her lust. I think you can feel her effect on the rest of us as well. We're not going to get anywhere until that pressure is relieved. So please get naked and have her suck your beautiful pussy while I suck hers and work Bill's cock into her little cunny," Susan requested sweetly.
Trina chuckled as she started pulling off her clothes. "I guess this settles the question about us accepting her as a body slave."
"Was there really any doubt?" Susan asked just before she leaned forward to suck Carol's clit into her mouth.
Carol was so wet that her juices were covering her groin, as well as Bill's throbbing cock. As she continued to lick the small woman, Susan again lined up Bill's cock at her tight entrance. This time Bill pushed a little into her, and pulled back out, beginning the slow process of stretching her enough to fully enter. The girl was delirious with pleasure as Bill pushed his cock into her. Susan left her pussy long enough to unbutton her shirt and open it to reveal the girl's almost totally flat chest. She had no breasts to speak of, only huge nipples that stood out proudly from her chest at least a half inch. Naked, Carol looked more like a thirteen year old than she did clothed. Her totally bald pussy and small breasts made her a pedophile's wet dream. However, the thoughts Susan got from the almost totally incoherent girl were those of an adult, not an innocent thirteen year old.
The couch shifted as Trina climbed up to place her own bald pussy against Carol's face. Surprisingly, once Carol knew Trina's snatch was in front of her, she grabbed Trina by the hips and pulled her into her mouth. Smiling, Susan leaned in to capture one hard nipple in her mouth, causing the girl to moan loudly into Trina's pussy.
Susan worked the girl's breasts, sucking on one while pinching and tweaking the other with her hand, then switched sides. Carol was almost screaming in what seemed like a constant orgasm. Susan glanced down at the girl's now widely spread pussy, as Bill slowly stroked in and out. Slowly Carol worked her way back up Bill's shaft then dropped one hand down to grasp it and as she pulled herself completely off, she moved him back a little and pressed down. She screamed as his thick cock was forced past her sphincter and into her ass. For a moment Susan thought the girl might have seriously hurt herself; Bill was a little large to be taken up the ass. She herself had barely managed it, and she was used to anal sex.
Susan's concern was immediately dispelled by Carol's hand slipping gracefully around her neck and gently pulling her down to her recently fucked pussy. Susan immediately went to work on the girl's pussy and soon heard Trina loudly proclaiming the arrival of her orgasm to the world.
As Trina climbed down Carol panted, "My Lord... If it would please you... could you take me like this... while on my knees? That way... I may better service your other... beautiful wife."
Bill gently lifted the petite woman off his cock as Susan backed away. Carol took Susan's hand and had her lay on her back on the floor in front of the couch. As she knelt, Carol softly kissed Susan on the lips and looked her briefly in the eye. "Thank you, My Lady," she said softly before quickly moving down to Susan's very wet pussy.
The girl began by softly nibbling Susan's outer lips and brushing the clit hood with her tongue. Susan groaned as she felt her heat begin to rise. Looking down, Susan watched Bill position himself behind the girl and slowly lean forward. Since she was so much smaller than he was, he had to hunch forward a little to get his cock lined up with her ass again.
"Please, just ram it in me, Master!" Carol said from Susan's pussy. Bill looked at Susan in shock; she had told him to always enter slowly. Susan just smiled and nodded to him once. He took a deep breath, grasped her hips, and thrust forward hard. Again Carol screamed out, but this time it was more than clear she was having an orgasm. The force of Bill's thrust pushed the girl's face into Susan's cunt. She felt the girl's nose enter between her pussy lips. Susan reached down with one hand and took a handful of Carol's hair and began rubbing her face all over her pussy. She finally got her clit back into the girl's hot, sucking mouth and Susan held her there. "Oh yes! Suck me, suck my pussy!" Susan cried.
Carol gently worked two fingers into Susan's tight hole and fucked her with them while sucking her clit. Susan released the girl's hair and lay back to enjoy the sensations. Carol, on her elbows, replaced the fingers in Susan's pussy with two from her other hand, as she gently pushed the first two into Susan's asshole.
The effect on Susan was immediate and pronounced as she was shot into the stratosphere by a strong orgasm. "OH FUCK! YES! FUCK! MY! ASS!" She arched her back and pressed as hard as she could into the girl's mouth and down onto her fucking fingers.
As Susan collapsed into a twitching mass of flesh, Carol kissed her mons one last time before backing away from the woman. Now it was time to concentrate fully on the wonderful cock pounding her ass so nicely. She had already had more orgasms than she could count from these wonderful, beautiful people; she welcomed the opportunity to finish returning the favor to the last person. She looked over her shoulder at the extraordinarily handsome man. He had removed his shirt and she almost came again just looking at his well-muscled, hairless chest. She devoutly hoped he would force her to clean his cock when he finished in her. That thought did make her come again and she squeezed down on his hard, thrusting member and cried out in bliss. "YES MASTER! FUCK MY TINY ASS! USE ME! POUND THAT BEAUTIFUL HARD COCK INTO ME!"
Her squeezing was the last straw for Bill; his nuts had been boiling since he had first gotten his cock into her super tight cunt, but he had managed, by some miracle, to keep from shooting off while she brought first Trina, and then Susan to screaming orgasms. Now he could almost feel her desire to be used; she wanted him to be forceful with her, to literally use her for his pleasure and care nothing for hers. He reached down and picked up her slight frame. Lifting her and standing, he fucked her up and down on his cock. He realized he was reading her when the thought of forcing her to clean him came to him. When she squeezed him he pumped her bowels full of his come. Pushing himself deep into her, he held her, feet off the floor, tightly against him until he finished. She seemed so light to him as he lifted her slowly off his cock and gently sat her on the floor in front of him. Her legs wouldn't hold her and she sank to the floor, tuning to look adoringly up at him. He wasn't sure he could go through with what she wanted until she looked up at him, the plea clear in her eyes. He took a handful of her hair and pulled her face to his cock. "Clean me," he said in as commanding a voice as he could.
Trina and Susan had been watching them, but not listening to her thoughts like he had been. When he forced his cock into her mouth, Trina looked like she was going to throw up, and Susan looked shocked, so he sent them both a message. "Read her; this is what she wanted. I'm as repelled by it as you are, but it's making her happy."
After showers and a big lunch, which Carol insisted she be allowed to make, they finally got to sit and talk.
"Carol," Bill began. "I think you know we accept you, but I have to ask; have you always been so... submissive?"
"No, Master, I haven't been. Just since I learned of the prophecy, and then only in my dreams. I've only had one other lover, and that was years ago. I'm not sure I even understand it, but it just felt so right to be submissive to all of you." She chuckled, "I hope you don't think I'm too strange because of this; I have to admit, my desires with regards to you are new to me as well."
"Well, if you are sure you wish to be treated like that, we'll do our best to accommodate you. But we want you to know that slavery or owning someone against their will is repulsive to us," Trina said. "You must understand that how you chose to address us, or want us to treat you, is by your choice. If we do something that hurts you, or is not what you want, we want you to tell us immediately. You don't know us very well, and we don't know you. So you have our leave to either make suggestions or complain at anytime, without being punished for it. Your... uh, slavery, will always be your choice."
"May I make such a suggestion, now?"
"Certainly!" Susan said.
"If I wish to make a real complaint or suggestion, I'll address you by name instead of by Master or Mistress. I do want to be spanked sometimes, though I don't think I want to be whipped to the point of blood. I also want to be taken, and used by any of you, at any time. I will clean your house, cook your meals, clean up after you, wash you and even drink from you if you have need to relieve yourself. I don't think I am at all interested in... uh, I think they call it 'scat', regardless of my actions today, which I greatly enjoyed, and won't mind repeating."
"You want to drink our pee?" Trina asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Carol said, blushing and looking at the floor. "Especially yours and Mistress Susan's. Though Master Bill is welcome to use me such as well."
Susan chuckled, "Well, I don't think I have to worry about you kids learning all about different kinks. Carol is going to teach you most of them. However, she is giving us a great and very precious gift: herself. It is our responsibility to make sure she is taken care of, and protected."
"Agreed," Bill and Katrina said in unison.
Carol moved from her chair to the floor between Susan and Bill. "Master, Mistress, I am also giving to you everything I have. My entire estate is yours to use. I have brought my portfolio as well as a list of my holdings and bank accounts. The information is outside, in my car. When you are ready, I'll get it for you and answer any questions you may have."
Bill caressed her silky, shining black hair. "I get the impression that we're talking about a large sum of money. The only question I could understand the answer to is, how much are we talking about?"
"The last report I received was yesterday. At that time, the total assets that you now control are seven hundred forty-two million dollars. Of which, only about thirty million is liquid enough to be used as cash on short notice. The rest can be liquidated, at a substantial loss, within a month in most cases," Carol calmly replied.
"Holy..." Trina was speechless for a few moments, as were Bill and Susan. "Carol, if you are worth that much money, won't someone notice that you've 'dropped out' to live with us?"
"Mistress, I'm afraid you misunderstand. The corporation you own owns in turn other corporations that in turn own yet others that separately don't gain much notice. I've been manipulating these corporations since I was old enough to figure out how to do it. My mother inherited several large conglomerates and she let me play with one to see how well I would do. By the time I turned fifteen, she had given me control of all of her interests and we had grown to over two hundred million in assets. When she passed away a few years ago, she had left everything to me, but cautioned me not to let the quest for more power and money take over my world. But, it did. I was slowly going insane from loneliness. Which is why I bought Father and Pasha. One night, while I was crying myself to sleep, Father jumped up on the bed. His presence did comfort me, but once again I thought I was losing my mind when he spoke to me. We talked all night long. When he told me of the ancient prophecy, I felt sure it was going to happen during my lifetime. So since that night, I've been preparing, and dreaming, of the time when you would awake. All of you are so much more than I ever dreamed. I have no desire to intrude on the love you have for each other, but already you each have shown me more love than I have ever received from a lover. I'll stand by my original decision to give myself to you all freely and without reservation, for as long as you'll have me."
"Carol honey, how old are you?" Susan asked.
"I am twenty four, Mistress. I feel I should also inform you that I am not on birth control of any kind. I will have your child, Master, if you and your wives wish me to. That decision, I give to you as well." She fell silent, and sat with her head bowed.
"Hold still for a moment, dear," Susan said as she laid her hand on Carol and closed her eyes. Carol didn't move a muscle for the long minutes that Susan kept her hand on her shoulder.
When Susan finally removed her hand, Carol glanced up at her with a question in her eyes.
"I've temporarily made it so you cannot get pregnant. I've also told your body to absorb the small cancerous tumors that were in your breasts near your arm pits." She glanced up at Bill and Trina. "It is our responsibility to keep her healthy. However, now she knows that I share your powers."
"As close to us as she is going to be... as she is, she would have seen it sooner or later. Carol, what you've just seen Susan do is a major secret. Do I have your permission to alter your mind in such a way that this information cannot be removed from you?" Bill asked.
Carol swallowed, "Father said you would have special powers, but I had no idea that you would be able to heal or alter the way someone thinks." She paused for a moment, then looked Bill in the eye. "Bill," she said, emphasizing his name. "I instinctually trust you, but I want you all to know this frightens me more than anything else. I know it really doesn't mean anything considering the power you have, but please always ask me before you do anything to my mind. My body I give to you all freely, but at least for now, I want to keep my mind as my own."
"I promise you that, Carol. I will always ask you before making any changes to you mind or your body."
"As do I," Trina said.
"I'm sorry I didn't ask before I did that to you, Carol. From now on, I will also ask you," Susan said.
Carol took Susan's hand, but looked at Bill. "You have my permission to ensure your secrets are safe in my mind."
Father had entered the kitchen in the silent way that cats always do, and surprised Bill when he spoke. "Great Lord, please forgive the interruption, but I feel I should go and investigate what I found earlier."
"Okay Father," Bill spoke out loud, so everyone knew he was speaking to the cat. "We'll talk about the rest once you return. Be careful on the streets," he finished as he rose to let the cat out.
The cat let out a very human like snort as he strutted through the door. As Bill returned to his seat, Carol asked another question. "Mistress, if you can make changes to my body, could you give me real breasts? I've always wanted breasts, but they never grew. I'd considered cosmetic surgery, but I like how sensitive they are now and don't want to lose that. I also don't want big breasts, I want just enough to prove I'm female."
Susan smiled at the small woman. "If you want breasts, we'll give them to you, but sweetheart, the way you are now is absolutely perfect as far as I'm concerned. You look like a twelve or thirteen year old. It might be a kink of my own coming out, but your body turns me on, just like it is."
"I think I have to agree with Susan, Carol. You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, and anyone that can't tell you're female has to be completely blind. However, as Susan said, if you want breasts, we'll help you," Trina said.
Carol turned to Bill, "Master? Can I hear what you think of my body?"
Bill took her hand and pulled her onto his lap. "Honey, after the affect you had on me earlier today, I would think you wouldn't need to ask that question. However, you are the one that has to wear that body; if you want something on it changed, it can only serve to make you even more beautiful - by making you feel better about yourself."
She sat quietly on Bill's lap thinking for a few minutes before she spoke. "I think perhaps a compromise; Mistress, may I have A cup breasts? I never wanted to go past a B anyway; anything larger would have made me look funny."
"Please remove your shirt, and picture what you want in your mind, dear. Trina? Would you get the leftovers out of the fridge?" Susan asked as Carol stripped off her shirt.
Once again, Susan placed her hand on Carol's shoulder and closed her eyes. Bill silently followed her actions and sent her a message. "Susan, do you really need to lay your hand on her to do this? Though I've never done it, it doesn't seem that hard to do."
She smiled and winked at Bill. "No, I don't, but she doesn't know that. I need to get in the habit of either hiding or deceiving prying eyes. So I am practicing with her."
"Ah, okay. I was starting to wonder if we didn't get it fully... uh, turned on."
Carol sat as still as she could, but wanted to look down at her bare chest, and watch her breasts grow. Bill watched with a grin as the small breasts grew from the girl's chest. She still didn't really need a bra, and still looked like she was thirteen, but it was obvious she had breasts.
Once Susan had removed her hand from her shoulder, the first thing Carol did was look down to examine her chest. Slowly, as if she didn't fully believe what she was seeing, she raised her hands to gently caress her new breasts. "They... they're beautiful," she began, softly. "They're beautiful, and perfect! Thank you, Mistress!" With that she launched herself off the floor and onto Susan's lap to shower her face with kisses. For the moment, she very much resembled the thirteen year old her body imitated.
"Great Lord, can you hear me?" Father asked telepathically.
"Yes I can, Father."
"The person watching the house is a young female roughly the same age as you and Great Lady Katrina. She is bored but curious. She has a camera, but no weapons that I can see." Father projected an image of a familiar young woman to Bill. "Do you know her, and is she a threat?"
Bill pulled his wives into the conversation. "That's Asia Bowers. I don't think she's a threat, but then again, I never thought she would be trying to spy on us either."
"I can almost read her from here, but can't give her any commands. I'd like to ask her a few questions," Trina said aloud.
"I can't even feel her, but then again, I don't think I've ever actually met her. Bill, can you give her a command?" Susan said.
Carol, still sitting on Susan's lap looked at each of them in confusion and a little fear.
Bill reached out and caressed Carol's hair. "Yes, I think I can. Carol, honey, don't worry; we're not talking about you."
"I know, Master. I can hear the three of you. I am afraid because there is someone watching us," Carol answered.
"Oh... we'll talk about that a bit later, but for now we should deal with little Asia," Bill said and concentrating, sent his commands. "Father, could you make sure she isn't followed?"
"As you command, Great Lord."
"Asia and Crystal have been training to become your bodyguards since they were both very young. As I told you before, their parents are two of those that will be training you. However, both Asia and Crystal have already been training for about fifteen years. If they had competed, or even been members of a dojo, they would both most likely be well past the black belt level. We'll need to be careful," Susan explained.
"What do their parents teach?" Trina asked.
"Physical and Mental defense. I'm actually kind of surprised that Bill could give a command at this range, and she would follow it. She's supposed to be better trained than that," Susan answered.
"Mistress, with respect, it wouldn't have mattered. Bill is an adept of the mental disciplines. Just as Mistress Katrina is of the physical and you are of the empathic," Carol said. When they all looked at her strangely, she continued. "I can see auras and even read something of a person from time to time. What I've gotten is that you all have basically the same skills, but you each have different strengths. With Master Bill, his strength lies in the more mental abilities like Telepathy and Control. Only someone at least as adept in that field could hope to keep him out."
"You are just one delightful surprise after another, Sweetness. We are going to have a long talk sometime about your abilities as well," Susan said as she hugged the small woman.
"Should I dress, Mistress?" Carol asked.
"Do you want to?"
"No; in fact, I would rather be naked while in your presence. It's more comfortable, and less of a drain on the laundry budget." She chuckled.
Katrina snorted, "That's the damn truth! I'm always soaked around these two; I've taken to wearing a pad. I agree with you though, it would be nicer to be naked."
Carol smiled at Katrina. "What I meant was, in light of the arrival of a... guest, should I put clothes on?"
Bill chuckled, "It won't matter, and she's not going to remember being here anyway. Besides, the distraction might make getting her to talk easier."
"Asia likes girls?" Susan asked.
"Honey, Carol could distract a statue. It won't matter what Asia likes."
Carol quickly stood and removed the remainder of her clothes. "In that case, I have a job to do. I will do my best to distract her."
"Poor girl doesn't stand a chance," Trina muttered under her breath as she looked once again at Carol's nude form.
A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door. Bill had been waiting for it, since he had been following young Asia with his mind. He opened the door and asked her to come in. She seemed a little dazed but was otherwise normal. "Uh, hi... I don't really know what..."
"Its okay, Asia, Come in and have a seat. We asked you in here to find out why you were watching us," Bill asked.
"Well, I wasn't actually watching you. I was told to watch for Bill and Katrina Simpson. However, I haven't been able to locate them yet. Have you seen them? It's kinda important I find them."
About this time, a totally nude Carol walked into the living room and knelt at Bill's feet. Asia's eyes immediately locked on, and followed her from the kitchen to the living room. Her eyes couldn't seem to decide whom to look at, because they kept moving back and forth from Carol to Bill.
"Do you know why you were told to watch them?" Bill asked, almost enjoying forcing this normally bitchy cunt to answer honestly.
"I'm supposed to make sure nothing happens to them, and evaluate them for training in self-defense."
Carol had started to gently stroke her own pussy while she nuzzled Bills leg. Every inch playing the submissive slut slave to this man, Bill realized that in her mind, she probably wasn't playing and was enjoying this very much. Carol's actions had captured most of Asia's attention and she subconsciously licked her lips.
"Who told you to watch them?" Bill asked.
"My mother told me I was needed to watch the two of them, and that Crystal would relieve me tonight," the girl answered. "However, I haven't seen them yet. Could you tell me where they are?"
Asia's eyes still hadn't left Carol's very distracting body. It was obvious by the points of her nipples showing through her blouse, and the way she was shifting from one foot to the other, that Asia was becoming very aroused. Bill could understand why; he wasn't even looking at Carol, but the feeling of her nuzzling his crotch while she rubbed herself was giving him a hard on as well. Trina had casually wandered into the living room, walking behind Asia, to sit on the couch and watch. Bill glanced down at Carol and gently tapped her on top of her head. When she looked up, he said, "I think you should go take care of your mistress. She looks lonely on the couch."
Carol smiled up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She rose sensuously, and glided over to lower herself to her knees in front of Trina. Trina, getting into the game, stood and took her sweatpants and panties off, then sat back down to spread her legs for the woman.
Without hesitation, Carol leaned in and began making love to Katrina's sweet pussy with her mouth. At Carol's first contact with Trina's pussy, Asia let out a soft moan and almost fell to her knees.
"Asia... Asia!" Bill had to snap his fingers in front of her face to get her attention back on him. When she finally did look at him again, her eyes were slightly glazed and she was visibly panting. Bill concentrated on the girl. "What time is Crystal supposed to relieve you?"
"Eight."
Bill smiled, "Good, you will return to your earlier position and forget you came in here. You will not tell your mother or anyone else about the pretty dark haired woman. Further, if you receive any more orders from your mother or anyone else not of our family, that is, those who are here right now, you will find a way to get one of us word of those orders without anyone else knowing, do you understand?"
The girl nodded, "Yes, I understand."
"Good, now go on," Bill ordered.
After the girl left, Bill sat down to watch Carol finish sucking a big orgasm out of Trina's pussy.
Susan, who had been watching the two women from the kitchen, walked in, totally nude, and undid Bills pants. When she tugged on them, he raised his hips to let her pull them down. Instead of her dropping to her knees and sucking him, though, she turned her back to him and sat on his cock; holding it so he slid into her tight sheath.
While Susan slowly fucked Bill, Carol ate Trina to a loud, shuddering climax. Trina quickly lifted the girl onto the couch and proceeded to return the favor, except this time Trina made sure both her spouses had a clear view of her wet, bare pussy and asshole.
Susan was quickly approaching her third orgasm, but the slower pace was serving to give Bill extra control in spite of the tight massage his cock was getting. Finally though, when Trina and Carol switched positions to rub pussies together, Bill was overcome by the visual as well as the feelings that Trina began sharing with Susan and him.
A sweaty and exhausted looking Susan giggled, "You know, at this
rate, we're never going to get anything accomplished!"