He stomped off his shoes inside the door to the office, and took off all the gear one needed to venture out into the teeth of a blizzard.
When he finally entered the apartment for the night, he found Tammy actually sitting on Julie's lap, and kissing her neck while caressing one of the older woman's large breasts. Heather and Olivia were stretched out together on the couch, passionately kissing, and caressing each other through their clothes. It was still only about five o'clock, so Erik grabbed his laptop and set it up at the kitchen table. While it was booting up, he went over to the couch to interrupt the two women.
"I'm very sorry to interrupt something so beautiful but, Heather; is there a wireless or another Internet connection I can use? Olivia; didn't you want to talk to Julie about some ideas you had before dinner?" Erik asked the girls.
"That reminds me; Master, is lasagna acceptable for dinner? It's a pre-made frozen thing, but I'll be glad to make it from scratch for you when I have all the ingredients."
"That's fine, slave. I see you've made a friend, I hope she's being nice to you," Erik asked playfully.
"Oh Master! She being wonderful to me, she is doing so much to make me cum, but I remembered you told me no orgasm until tonight, so I've been able to resist, but only barely," Julie said happily.
Tammy pulled back in shock. "You mean you can't have an orgasm? I've been trying to get you to cum, and ... and I've been ... I'm sorry Julie!" Tammy said sincerely.
"No Mistress! What you have been doing to me makes me feel so loved! The fact that Master has ordered me not to have an orgasm also makes me feel far more loved than if I just came whenever I felt like it. I am a slave, Mistress. I love how Master, and how you, treat me. Believe me when I say that not being able to have an orgasm not only makes it bigger when I finally do, but Master denying my orgasm also increases my pleasure like you wouldn't believe! So please don't worry about me, I love this."
Tammy looked at her friend innocently; far too innocently. Erik recognized that look on her, and shook his head as he chuckled. Tammy gently grabbed one of Julie's prominent nipples through her shirt. "Oh, so I guess what I've been doing to you would be like someone making you itch in a place you just can't scratch. Would it help if I did this instead?" She asked sweetly and pinched Julie's nipple hard.
Julie's eyes sparkled brightly at the attack on her breasts. "Oh yes, Mistress! That would be much more the thing!"
Erik grinned seeing a golden opportunity to give Tammy more of an understanding. "Careful Tammy, if you make her cum, she won't get another orgasm today, that was the punishment I set for disobedience. However, just to show you how this works, if you can't make her orgasm by the time dinner is ready, you will have to swallow her orgasm while I take her ass later." He winked at Julie over Tammy's head so she couldn't see it. She nodded in understanding.
"You call that a punishment?" Tammy laughed.
"That's exactly the point, sweetheart. Most times, that's what all this is about. However, for Julie and Heather, Erik may have to punish them for real as well. They not only gave over responsibility for their pleasure, but for their entire lives," Olivia explained. "For example, if one of them hurt us or each other, Erik would be the one to make sure it didn't happen again. By their pledge, they have made him their entire world. By accepting them, they have joined us as the center of his."
"Tammy," Erik asked. "Can I show you one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life?"
"Sure lover," the girl replied.
Erik turned back to a softly smiling Heather, and winked at her too. "Strip, then assume the position right there until I tell you to move. You will remain naked the rest of the evening."
"Yes Master," Heather said and slowly took her clothes off, while looking directly at him. In her eyes he saw that the rest of the world had vanished, and it was only her Master, and his loving slave. Her every move was to entice him, every inch of skin reveled for his eyes only to please him. She was his: his desire, his pleasure, his love. By her actions alone, she proclaimed herself the bound and eternal property of the man before her. She would kill anyone else touching her without his permission.
When she finally knelt to the floor in the middle of the room, she thrust her chest out in an offering to her Master, and rested her hands on her widely spread thighs. She was breathing deeply, and the scent of her arousal filled the room. Her eyes were still on him.
Erik smiled in pleasure at Heather, and she almost cried with happiness. He turned back to his sister and saw her sitting on Julie's lap, staring at Heather with her mouth open. Looking at Olivia, who had moved to the table to get a better view, showed Erik the awe and open admiration for the girl. Erik looked at Tammy again, and saw her deep in thought. "Nuff said." He nodded to himself.
"Julie, if I remember correctly, dinner will take about an hour to cook?" Erik asked.
"Yes Master."
Erik grinned, "Tammy love, please let our slave up so she can get our supper started? I'm getting very hungry, and I have distinct feeling I'm going to need every bit of energy I can get."
Tammy kissed Julie in thanks as she got off the woman's lap. Julie headed for the kitchen, but Tammy slowly moved over to Erik, as if she were afraid of startling Heather.
"I think I'm starting to understand, love. You really didn't have a chance this morning, did you?" Tammy asked.
"No chance at all, sweetcheeks. She is so beautiful, just wait until you see her during an orgasm; she just glows with beauty and pleasure," Erik replied, still looking at his nude slave.
"May I touch your slave, Erik?" Tammy asked seriously.
"I told you they are our slaves, Tammy, and you can touch them all you want," Erik reminded her.
"Erik, I don't think you realize what the rest of us just saw. This perfect woman is yours and only yours," Tammy said. "She's your property and no one else. She..." Tammy struggled looking for the right word. "Worships you. Erik, you are her god."
"Sweety, she doesn't worship me, she loves me, yes, but I don't think..."
"Tammy's right Erik. I won't ever touch her again without your explicit permission. Which I hope you give often, because she is so beautiful. After seeing the way she danced for you, Erik, I'm actually surprised she let me touch her at all," Olivia said.
Heather spoke for the first time. "Master? May I?"
"Yes, my pretty little slut. You may."
She blushed prettily, but continued. "I love Master. I don't fully understand how or why myself, but in less than one day, I have fallen for him completely. Mistress, both of you are his wives. So, you are a part of him. As long as I am with one of you, He will always be with me."
"Little slave, don't forget that I consider all four of you my wives. That should mean to you, that you are a part of me as well. So, even if you are alone, I will still be with you. I know you are all, always with me."
"Yes Master," Heather said as a tear slid down her cheek. Then very softly so it almost wasn't heard, "I love you, Master."
"I love you too, little slut. Now, please come and show me how to connect to the Internet here. Then Tammy can play with you," Erik said to them.
When she came to show him, he pulled her onto his lap, and she grinned as he caressed one large firm breast. "Heather, just how big are these anyway?"
"32 double D, Master," Heather coo'd in pleasure from his caresses.
"Wow!" Tammy said.
"Double wow!" Olivia said, splitting her attention between the two slaves.
"Family trait I'm afraid, Mistress. I hope Master doesn't mind a few large-breasted daughters," Julie said returning from putting the lasagna in the oven.
"Well, then they'll match the big-dicked boys he'll produce! He's the largest man I've ever had inside me, and he's only fifteen!" Olivia replied.
Julie blushed. "He is at least as big as our previous Master, but he's ... I think our previous Master cared about us, but I don't think he loved us like women." She swallowed. "I ... I love your son, Mistress, and I can feel his love for me every time he touches any of us." She nodded toward the younger people at the other end of the table. "The tender way he is caressing his slave warms my heart, and shows how deeply he loves all of us. I will never have another as my Master. I know Heather won't either. If anything ever happened to him; she will follow him. I would fight anyone who tried to stop her."
"Will you ... follow?" Olivia asked with tears in her eyes.
Julie lowered her voice to a whisper. "No, I will have to stay and take care of our child; children if Heather has had any by then. I have been praying constantly since he came in me earlier that he'd gotten me pregnant. I don't have much time left, and I very much want a child by him. Please don't tell him until after we know if I am pregnant. I don't want him to worry."
"I understand, Julie. I want one too. Do you think we can work together to make it happen?" Olivia asked.
"Mistress, I will do anything you ask of me. I'm finding out where Master learned how to love." Julie caressed Olivia's pretty face.
Olivia nuzzled her hand, and chuckled. "This has been a very emotionally laden, day of discovery for me! I've gone from one lonely, old, single, mother to a young-feeling women totally in love with and married to her children and two other women! The most amazing thing is, you have no idea who we really are, and I honestly think you wouldn't care even if you did!"
"We know the important stuff. We know you're not axe murderers, rapists, or anything like that, we don't feel like you have deceived us, or taken advantage. We know that we love you, and that you love us. We are one family, forever." Julie said, and kissed Olivia tenderly. "Now, would Mistress like me to show her how this slave likes to be spanked, or maybe you would like me to spank you?"
"Umm, you know about me?" Olivia asked.
"I could feel it the second I saw you. Young Mistress will be more like Master eventually, but for now is terribly turned on by all of this," Julie said, smiling as she backed away a little after the kiss.
"I think I would like to explore both of those options, and I also think you and Heather should call me Olivia, or Liv and not Mistress. We are sisters. Now, I hate to say it, but Master was correct, I did want to talk to you before dinner; I think he wanted to be involved or at least listening in. So pull up a chair, and we can see if he's ready."
Julie got three cups of coffee, then she and Liv waited for Erik. Erik grinned at the two who were sitting there simply looking at him.
This chapter has been edited by BobMc.