Chapter 21 - Mf
Erin and Lucy giggled and squealed at the shock of cool water after the heat of the
sex play in the Florida afternoon, and Lucy had a moment to see Erin's hair glowing in the sun, almost like a halo around her face.
Erin is so pretty, she thought. They splashed and went under getting their hair wet, and found themselves in the far side standing close to each other. In a quiet voice Erin said, "I think it worked... he never put your collar
on."
Lucy looked from her face to the side, as if contemplating. "Yeah... he almost told me to put it on right at the beginning, but then you were asking if you could suck him..."
Erin smiled, "Yeah that was close, I knew I had to stop him when he would try to put it on you, I'm really glad it worked."
Lucy looked at her, took her hand under the water. "Thank you... I... liked... that I was able to be here with you ... as me. Not like when I have the collar on.
It's like I am not me when I wear it."
"I know, I am glad I got to be with you, too," and she hugged Lucy, who hugged her back, and they held
each other, sharing their moment.
John and Chief sat by the pool, silent and watching them.
Lucy and Erin broke their hug, and continued in low voices, "So how often are you with other men besides John?" Erin asked.
Lucy's face lost some of her smile, "Like about every three weeks or something like that."
"And... you know... if they aren't nice..." Erin wasn't sure how to express her
thought. She started from a different direction, "Are you glad you were with John without your collar? So you could be here as yourself?"
"Oh yes, I like John, he is really nice." Lucy didn't realize she referred
to him by his name, and not "Officer," but Erin noticed.
"And the other men, they aren't as nice?"
"Well not as nice as John, but most of them are just ok, they aren't nice but they aren't
mean, they just do stuff to you. Except for Crazy Ed, he's really mean."
"Yeah, I remember you mentioned him. Well, I don't know what your grandfather is going to do with you and your collar after today, but if he starts letting you not wear it, ask him to wear it if you have to... do you know what I mean? I haven't met the Crazy guy but I hate the thought of someone being mean to you, so protect yourself, and if you
have to wear the collar with him, wear it, you know?" Erin said intensely, looking into Lucy's eyes. She was feeling very protective of Lucy.
Lucy looked at her, she could feel the care and concern coming from her friend, but just did not have the emotional experience to recognize it. She took it as a generally pleasant, warm feeling all over her body, and smiled. "I think I understand, and I will," squeezing her hand in the water.
"I hope we can have more days like this," Erin smiled at her.
"Me too," Lucy smiling so much Erin could see all her teeth for the first time.
"Why do you hope that? Because you like getting dunked so much?" and Erin jumped on her, forcing her head under water. Lucy popped back up in mid laugh and started chasing Erin whose bare butt breached the water as she swam to get away.
On the side of the pool in the shade of the umbrella, "What do you think that little conversation was all about?" Chief asked John.
"I have no idea. Today was strange. If I didn't know better.." John began, and silently cursed himself for thinking out loud.
FUCK.
"If you didn't know better, what?" Chief asked, looking at him.
Goddammit.
"If I didn't know better I'd think Erin and Lucy planned something ahead of time, but I don't know how they would have
done that. Erin never said anything to me, and I don't even have the number to your house where Lucy is, and I have no idea how they'd communicate."
Chief scowled, "We don't even have a land line in the house, and I won't permit any cell phones but mine, and I don't have an internet connection besides
on my phone." He had his cop brain working the problem, now, "If she managed to briefly sneak my phone when I wasn't looking it still wouldn't have given them enough time to conceive of some elaborate scheme, and besides they hardly know each other, and they are 9 years old. Thinking that 9 year old girls could get around me is ridiculous," and his cop brain came to the wrong conclusion. "No, Officer, I think today has just been a quirk. A pleasant quirk, but a quirk all the same," and he paused.
"To be honest, I enjoyed Lucy's enthusiasm and initiative when she had her freedom, she seemed to pick that up from Erin.
I approve."
John verbally agreed with Chief, but he wasn't sure he came to the same conclusion. He and Erin had to have a little talk, later. "I'll be sure to let her know you enjoyed her company, today."
The chief grunted.
After about 15 minutes of silence, watching the girls play, the Chief looked at his watch, "Lucy, come, it's time to go."
Lucy said a quick "Bye" to Erin and came immediately, crawling out of the pool. Erin told it would be important to remain obedient, for now, so she was. She stood before her grandfather, naked and dripping, hands folded before her, awaiting his word.
John put a towel around her shoulders, drying her off a bit. He caught Lucy glancing at him, and she gave him a small smile before she looked back up at her grandfather, face again serious.
"Get dried off and dressed, it is time to go," Chief said, tucking his shirt back in and fixing himself, while Lucy quickly dried and put on her panties and sundress that she'd peeled off with Erin, before.
By now Erin was also out of the pool and drying off, and John helped her step into her satin panties and
she then wrapped the towel around her shoulders. They all went back into the house toward the front door, Chief leading the way, followed by Lucy. At the front door he turned to John, "Since
Erin is starting with the others, now, I will remind everyone of our rules, that the owner of the girls has absolute authority of how far the girls will go. I know Erin is still small and inexperienced in certain things and we don't want her damaged."
Holy shit, is Chief actually showing empathy and compassion toward Erin? I didn't know he was capable of that.
"Sounds good," John said. Chief nodded, and turned to the door.
As soon as his back was turned Erin quickly hugged Lucy, said "Bye," and Lucy smiled and
followed her grandfather out the door, closing it behind her. John locked it. Through the window he watched them pull out of his
driveway, and turned to Erin just in time to see her walking out the patio door toward the pool. He saw her
drop her towel and panties again, and jump in, again just floating on her back, letting the
ripples of the pool take her.
He stepped out, undressed, and again entered lightly, not making waves, to not disturb her. The way the afternoon sun was hitting the water, and his angle to her, he couldn't see anything
under water, only her beautiful face, thin chest, thighs and forearms were visible above above the waterline, sometimes as a ripple passed over her she would bob slightly in the water and he would see the mound of her smooth vulva appear, and quickly go back under. He took a deep breath, and waited for her.
Erin had stripped everything away, and floated naked in the water where she and John first started falling in love. She let it flow over her, washing away the dirtiness she felt where
the old man had touched her, and she felt her tension flowing out of her fingers and toes, washed away, and she felt the water flow through her soul, cleansing her. After a while she took a deep breath, and thought to herself,
ok, time to talk to him.
Her eyes were closed but she knew he was there with her, watching, waiting for her. Without
opening her eyes, on her back floating, she said to the sky, "You want to know what I was doing today. About Lucy's collar."
John blinked at her, mouth open. How did she... how does she know that?
"It had crossed my mind to wonder about that, yes."
Still not moving off her back, still not opening her eyes, "Lucy and I have been talking on Skype almost every night. We're really good friends. And I just want her to be happier. And I know you don't approve."
John was dumbstruck yet again. Like Chief, he had a bad habit of underestimating her because she was so young, something he would regret in the future.
"Well... you talk to her on Skype? How? She doesn't have internet."
"She has a tablet she uses for her home school, and from her upstairs bedroom she can connect to her neighbor's wifi, just barely."
And the significance of that finally sunk in, "Sweetie do you have any idea how much danger we would be in if he found out that you two were talking? I mean, serious danger."
"I know. We're careful."
John was actually angry, mainly because of fear for Erin and this dangerous game she was playing.
Fear that Chief would kill both of them if he found out.
"Erin, look, I can appreciate that you are friends, and you are doing this because you care for her, but..."
"No," she interrupted him, "I'm not going to stop talking to her. I wont do that to her. If he catches her now, whatever he does still won't be as bad as what he's already been doing to her."
Why do I feel like I am not in charge any more?
He was silent and Erin knew she had his attention, for the first time she opened her eyes, stopped floating, and paddled over to him and slid her arms around his neck,
I've got to keep him off balance, she thought. She looked at him, "I love you, and I love that you are scared for me, but you can't stop me from doing this. I am trying to teach her how to not be sad all the time.
That means getting him to stop using that collar on her all the time. If I can show him that he can still get what he wants from her without it, he might start treating her a little better. And, if I do it right, he'll think it was all his idea," and then she hugged him, holding her
naked body against him the way she knew he liked.
She had learned John's practical lessons of manipulation very well, and she almost felt bad for using them on
him. Not quite, but almost. She knew she was right about this, he just needed time to catch up.
John held her, still trying to catch up. Not only am I not in charge here, I don't even think I'm the smartest person in this pool.
He'd never know how correct that observation was.
"Whatever you need, sweetie, you can count on me to back you up," he said to her.
She smiled, she already knew that.
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It was 8:45pm, later that night. Lucy Logan took off her clothes and folded them, put them on her chair, and sat on the side of her bed naked, hands folded on her lap, waiting for her grandfather.
At precisely 8:50 he entered her bedroom and opened his robe. Lucy saw he had her collar in his hand, but he made no move to put it on her.
He put his limp cock in front of her face, and Lucy waited a moment, but the collar was not coming.
But she knew her job with or without it, she leaned forward and sucked his penis into her mouth.
She wasn't allowed to use her hands. When it was soft like this she knew to suck it and lick it all over with her tongue, and he would soon harden and then cum in her mouth.
Without her collar her mind was free to contemplate this, to think about how it was kind of gross that he did this to her every night, but she knew that it was important right now that he trust her without
the collar, Erin told her that. So she was a good girl for him, and sucked his soft, old man penis without hesitation.
He looked down at her, she was doing everything right even without her collar, but he remained soft.
After ten minutes he grunted in disgust, pulled her mouth off of him, closed his robe, and left her room.
WHAT just HAPPENED, Lucy thought, looking at her still open door and the
empty hallway, wiping the drool off her chin....