SLEEPOVER

BY ABC-T & CORNER GHOST

[ part 2 ]

As I approached the kitchen door I could hear sounds coming from it, a female voice humming a pop tune! But I had locked the basement door? How could any of the girls have managed to get here? I pushed the door open.

In the kitchen the fridge door was open and the rear end of a naked girl was sticking out of it.

“Hey Billie-Jo where do you keep the soda-pop?” The girl called out.

“I don't encourage my girls to drink that stuff!” I said gruffly “do you have any idea what it does to your teeth?”

There was a bump and a cry of “Oww!” and the girl brought her head out of my fridge and turned to face me, as she rubbed her head.

“Who the blazes are you?” I asked her.

“I'm Marcia I came with Erin, Clara and Chelsea!” She said as if it explained everything.

“Come with me.” I said as I grabbed hold of her arm and dragged her into my study, on the computer screen the view of the basement was visible, I turned the screen so that Marcia could see what was happening.

“Oh I've seen this before . . . Mistress Sharon has one that shows how to give a blow . . . Hey that's Clara! What's she doing with that?” She watched in silence as Clara delivered a blow with the whip, the form of Pauline jerking as it struck her. “Why is she hitting Pauline?” Marcia asked me.

“Because she asked me if she could have one person here for a sleepover. She failed to tell me about those three and I was also not told about you! Now what should I do with you? And why weren't you with the others when I arrived home?” I asked her.

“I'm sorry but I was ill when Doctor Sharon . . . I mean Mistress Sharon brought me here. Billie-Jo took me upstairs to her bedroom to recover.” Marcia said.

“Mistress Sharon? I take it she was training you along with those three?” I asked her; Marcia nodded “Except Mistress Sharon isn't training Erin and Clara only me and Chelsea, I'm Chelsea's best friend.” She continued. “So you're here for advance training? Is that so?” I said.

“I suppose so, it's just that mum and dad told me Mistress Sharon would be training me. I felt funny this morning and Mistress Sharon she put me into her car with Erin, Clara, and Chelsea.”

I did remember Sharon asking me if I'd do some extra training for her, but I had thought that it was William's training she was on about. I sat down in my chair, looking at the screen I could see Billie-Jo appeared to be concerned about something, as she kept on looking towards the basement door.

That was what she was trying to tell me earlier, I had though she was trying to help Pauline, but I was too angry to listen to her. That way Marcia would have been downstairs taking her turn with Pauline.

Currently Chelsea was taking a pathetic wave at Pauline and being told off by Billie-Jo who looked back just in time to see her. The next strike was a lot better, although Chelsea was looking slightly sick as she watched her handiwork.

“You should be downstairs taking part in this education.” I said to the young girl.

“Please sir, I don't think I could . . . can't you just send me home, to Mistress Sharon?” She asked.

“NO! Now you're here to learn, you can either carry on watching that . . .” I pointed to the screen, “Or you can learn how to give a proper blow-job, you do know how to give head?” I asked her, these girls were starting to annoy me and needed to be taught a lesson.

She gave a doubtful look. “Not really sir . . . Mistress Sharon didn't have any real cocks to let us practice on, and my dad wasn't too interested in that.” She said.

I gestured her over to me, she stood in front of me watching my face. “Down on your knees and shuffle between my legs.” I directed her. She fell down onto her knees and did as I asked her.

I had to instruct her to take my cock and put it in her mouth because all she seemed to want to do was lick along the shaft, she soon grew more accustomed to it and I could see real potential in her.

I warned her when I was getting ready to cum and she just nodded and kept sucking. When I finally did start to squirt in her mouth she gagged and spit my cock out of her mouth. She was wiping her tongue with her hand when I finished and looked at her.

“Eww . . . you peed in my mouth.” She told me.

“No I came in your mouth.” I corrected.

“Yeah but why did stuff come out, when I come stuff doesn't squirt out of my pussy.” I couldn't help but laugh at her naivety, which probably made her feel bad and caused her face to blush.

I told her to get some tissues from the bathroom so she could clean me up and while she was gone I looked toward the screen. Chelsea was hitting Pauline a lot better, no thanks to Billy-Jo's help. While one of the twins was kneeling over the glass toilet, no doubt she was sick to her stomach at what was happening before her. I hoped to see her response when it was her turn to hit Pauline.

Marcia came back and cleaned up my spilt cum. After I also had her go and get a spot cleaner for the carpet, that kept her busy for quite sometime while I went downstairs to see in person how the girls were coming on with Pauline's torture.

An hour and a half remained of Pauline's whipping and then it was onto the flogging.

Pauline's back was bruised and bleeding in several spots. The lines from the whip stretched around her sides and up under her arms. All the way down her legs and even on her poor feet.

I removed her bit gag and held her chin. She was still crying but said she was sorry, which is was I wanted from her. I kissed her nose and motioned for the girls to continue hitting her, while I walked over toward Billy-Jo who was helping the twin who had become sick to her stomach.

As I approached Billy-Jo I could see her apprehension when she looked up at me. “Master . . .” She started but I silenced her. “Slave don't worry you were only trying to help your friend Marcia by allowing her to rest. It is Pauline's fault she is here and Pauline is paying the price.” I told her before walking back up the basement steps.

Since Marcia didn't feel like helping in Pauline's punishment I would find other tasks for her. The house was a bit dusty and the carpet needed vacuuming as well. I would have done that with Billy-Jo and Pauline later on in the week but this would do just fine, less work for me. I showed her where the vacuum was and watched as she got herself started.

While she was vacuuming in another room I decided to call Sharon, so as to get a better handle on what was really going on here.

I went to my computer and dialed her number. The face of William quickly greeted me for a second time today; he visibly shuddered as he saw me. “Slave could you get Mistress Sharon for me?” I asked him.

He didn't say a word just walked off.

“Do you really like my titties master?” Safina stepped into view, holding her breasts, as she asked me.

“I already told you, yes now don't argue with your master.” I pretended to scold.

They were something I wasn't used to but I truly did love them. She was very apprehensive about them though. It was the first time her body was growing something new. She was on the verge of womanhood and her emotions were a mess just like any girls her age.

“Mommy just got home, William is getting her now.” Safina said as she also walked out of view.

Shortly Sharon was looking at me and we were having a peaceful conversation.

First I asked her about the girls that were here, it dawned on me I knew nothing of their previous training.

“I am retraining Chelsea and Marcia at current. Marcia is Chelsea's best friend, which I took to train along with Chelsea, although I didn't exactly take her, her parents are okay with it, but she doesn't know that though. That's why my basement was a mess when you were here today.”

“Erin and Clara are my nieces, they were two of the three girls I was training when you started training Alice.” Sharon explained.

“Oh that explains for the lack of training. So when are they going to train to be Sex Slaves?” I asked

“Their parents don't want them trained yet. They just got done with training to become models then changed their minds. They don't want them changing their minds again.”

I laughed. I was almost certain I could train them and they wouldn't change their mind. I decided I would have to talk with their parents, let them talk to the legendary Paul Purple.

I then started telling her what I was doing with the girls, but that turned our peaceful conversation for worse and it became nothing more than Sharon telling me off.

“Paul it's a sleepover, they are going to want to stay up late, watch movies, generally do normal girl stuff that is the whole idea behind a sleepover. None of the girls are there for this extra training I want you to help me with; they are there to have a good time. Which I think you already ruined that by doing what you're doing to Pauline. Let the girls enjoy themselves stop trying to be the master for one moment and be a parent.”

“But Sharon . . .” I tried to interrupt; I was starting to get angry with her now.

“I will be there in the morning to pick the girls up. I will be taking Erin and Clara, the twins back to their house. Chelsea and Marcia are coming back here with me, I am training them at current and that is what I wanted your help on, come here for a day and show them something's I being a women can't. I would rather you show them than my husband, he just doesn't have the credentials you do.”

The conversation ended shortly after that and I was left speechless. But I noticed Marcia standing in the doorway. “Was that my Mistress?” She asked me to my still open mouthed face. It wasn't everyday I was put in my place by another women.

“Yes it was slave, what are you standing there for?” I think my voice was rather harsh as she flinched slightly.

“I finished the vacuuming and cleaned the bathroom sir. May I help you with anymore?” She asked.

Sharon was right these were little girls and as much as I wanted them to be the perfect slaves I could never really get ride of the little girl inside each one of them. I was going to take Sharon's advise about this one, I was going to let the girls have their fun. It was getting time for Pauline's first punishment to be over and I decided to postpone the second punishment till after these girls were gone, I took another deep breath and calmed down again, I smiled at the girl.

“How would you like to help me with dinner Marcia?” I asked calling her Marcia instead of slave.

“Yes Master.” She responded.

“Call me Paul, from this moment forward until tomorrow at noon you girls are no longer slaves you are here for a sleepover, so let the fun begin.”

“Really?” She asked questioningly. I responded with a simple nod, and Marcia ran across the room and gave me a big hug.

“Thank you.” She said and pressed her lips to mine, to kiss me.

She leapt out of my arms and ran from the room, excited!

I slowly followed behind her and walked to the kitchen, where I found her waiting by the basement door. The door was locked so she couldn't exactly go down there with out my key.

“You did say 'girls' not 'girl' right?” She asked again questioningly.

I said a joyous “Yes.” almost laughing at how excited she was.

I quickly unlocked the basement door and Marcia was about ready to burst down the stairs but I told her to follow behind me.

I saw one of the twins whipping Pauline; she had an insanely domineering look on her face as she swung the whip. I guessed that this twin was Erin and that truly she had potential to be a very menacing mistress, or even a top figurehead in Ropeville.

I stopped Pauline's punishment just short of the hour mark; and had them all come upstairs, for dinner. Upstairs I explained what I was going to allow the girls, but I wasn't so quick in allowing it, first I asked.

“Pauline you have two options, I will stop your punishment now and allow all of you to have fun at what was scheduled, the sleepover. But if you choose this option then, Billy-Jo and I will punish you doubly hard when the sleepover is over. Or option two we can finish your punishment tonight and maybe have the sleepover some other day?” I asked all of them but mainly Pauline.

I could see she was fearful of what to choose but she chose the first option, at which all the girls cheered.

Before they all ran off I took Pauline into the bathroom and applied some pain relief ointment to her wounds, and bandaged what I could. She looked very pleased with me and kissed me.

Dinner wasn't quite ready so I told the girls to go play. Before I knew it I heard a sound of feet quickly padding up the stairs toward, Pauline and Billy-Jo's bedroom. It didn't sound like the 12 tiny feet it was, but like a herd of elephants trampling through the house.

As I prepared dinner I heard lots of giggling from upstairs. Wow I thought; I was beginning to think I could get used to this. Allowing six naked girls running around the house !

I had prepared French bread pizzas for the girls. They were all very pleased and ate all the pizzas I made. I didn't remain in the kitchen with the girls as they ate; I went out into the living area and ate my pizza on the couch.

It warmed my heart to even hear the chatter of the girls. I heard my name a few times but I don't think anything bad was said on my behalf.

After dinner Pauline and Billy-Jo came up to me and both kissed me. That is what gave it away to me that they were up to something or wanted something. They wanted to watch DVD's in my bedroom, so they could get comfortable in my big bed. I agreed they could do so and again I heard the sound of elephants charging.

It wasn't late when the girls finally went to bed. I was also retiring to bed and had a fleeting thought in memory, maybe I could surprise them with another sleepover, I liked having this many girls running around.

I checked into Pauline and Billy-Jo's bedroom before retiring to my room. All the new girls had put on their panties and Chelsea and Marcia had also put little bras on.They only had small fourteen-year-old breasts, neither was even an A cup, so they had to be in training bras.

The two little twins still being shy about their bodies turned away from me, so I wouldn't see their chests. They weren't trained and I had no intention of ordering them to turn around, although they did look good in the white with pink flower panties. I was beginning to be able to tell them apart though, Erin was slightly more aggressive, while Clara talked in a very shy voice.

Marcia the latest addition sat there right in front of me and didn't care one bit about being displayed, I could see she had potential.

One of the twin's panties had ridden up on one side of their tiny butts and showed off a little cheek, it turned me on. I wished I could have one of my girls to sleep with but that would have to wait until after the sleepover.

Pauline and Billy-Jo came up to me and gave me a kiss goodnight. “Goodnight daddy.” they said and went back to sit down with their friends.

“Why did you call him daddy?” was a question I heard as I walked to my bedroom.

It would be a long night those girls would be up till very late. I warned Pauline and Billy-Jo to keep it down so I could at least sleep through the night. I knew that wouldn't be possible though, their soft murmurs to the small giggles would wake me up. Just as long as it wasn't too loud I would act as if I slept right through.

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But I was wrong; their soft murmurs of girl chatter and the bit of giggling actually helped put me to sleep and didn't wake me through the night.

But what did wake me up was a scream for “Help” in the night. Followed by just plain screams and then nothing. I got out of bed expecting the worst and ran to help the girls.

Screams like that didn't happen often in my house, well not on the main level. The only other time I heard audible screams like that is when a Wolf broke in the house. That wolf even scared me at the time but I imagine it scared Pauline more because it had gotten into her room before I even knew of its presence, the proximity alarm system I had installed would prevent that from happening again though.

But still I heard a cry for help and was rushing to do exactly that.

The bedroom door was closed but it wasn't locked so I was able to get in there easily. Looking around I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, the six girls were in there but one of the twins was crying.

All the girls were naked now and none of them seemed to even notice that I was in the room. They all seemed scared of me and were standing back.

The twin that was crying stood behind the other twin, she was crying as if she were hurt, then I noticed she was holding her finger.

“Come here little one and show me what happened.”

She cautiously stepped around her sister and walked toward me, she looked really scared of me even at my intention to help her.

“Did you hurt your finger?” I asked.

She nodded but refrained from saying anything.

“Let me see?” I motioned for her to come closer to me, which she did.

She still held her finger with one hand but held both hands out for me. I carefully removed her left hand that gripped at her finger.

The finger she was holding was bleeding, “What happened?” I asked calmly to Pauline and Billy-Jo

“W . . . We were pla . . . playing and s . . . she got hurt.” Billy-Jo stumbled through saying, as if she were lying.

“No, Billy-Jo what happened? She has been bitten, which one of you bit her?” I asked them, as I picked up the hurt twin and walked from the room, I decided I would let them wait in fear of what might happen until I got back.

I carried the twin with me to the bathroom where I got out a first-aid kit. She sat on the toilet while I got some Band-Aids and antiseptic.

“Did someone bite you?” I asked her as I applied the band-aid. Of which I got a scared nod.

“Will you tell me who?” I asked and she shook her head.

“Which one are you, Erin or Clara?” I asked in hopes of trying to get her to talk. But all I got was another nod.

“Who?” . . . I asked again.

“Cl . . . Clar . . . Clara.” She finally said.

“Why won't you tell me who bit you?” I asked her, now in a much sterner voice.

“I . . . It . . . was an ac . . . accident, Mr. Purple.” She said but stuttered through talking again.

I changed the subject, I wasn't going to pressure her, she wasn't trained so I couldn't expect anymore than that from her.

“That's cute.” I told her pointing to the beauty mark above her pussy, before picking her up and walking back to Billy-Jo's room. I'm sure she blushed at my noticing her nakedness.

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Billy-Jo was waiting patiently on her knees with a hairbrush in her hand when I returned. “Master, this slave has been bad.” Billy-Jo said.

I quickly put Clara down and picked up the hairbrush. “Slave, are you the one who bit Clara?”

“No Master, it was . . .” but I cut her short. “Billy-Jo stand up, I want the person who did to tell me so.”

None of the other girls responded, I didn't want Billy-Jo to tell me, I wanted the person who did bite her to tell me.

“Then I will punish all of you till the culprit confesses. You girls are once again to be considered slaves because one of you got hurt.” I told them. Clara standing by my side grabbed onto my hand and pulled on it as if she had something to say, I was about to ask her what? When Erin shouted.

“You can't hit me, I'm not your slave, I'm no ones slave.” This annoyed me completely, how DARE a SLAVE talk back to me!

“Fine then I will start with punishing you.” I said as I grabbed her.

She struggled as I carried her over to the bed and sat down. But I sat down on someone, not the lump of pillows I thought was there. “Mmmmpppphhh” I heard as I quickly stood back up, and dropped Erin on the floor; for which I got a sudden “Owww” from her.

“Who's under the covers?” I shouted to all the girls in the room as I pealed back the large comforter. To reveal a young girl, hogtied and ball gagged.

“Another girl!” I shouted, glaring intently at Pauline

“Slave, where did this one come from.” I asked her in a strict and commanding tone.

“Master you weren't suppose to know about her, we were going to return her before anyone noticed she was gone.” Pauline was stiff as she answered me, her Slave persona being called forward.

“Who is she?” I asked as I started to undo the ball gag that was fastened in the girl's mouth.

“Master, she is Marlene. We took her for tonight to play with, we were going to return her tomorrow before anyone knew.” Pauline was now on her knees, Billy-Jo joined her in supplication but it was no use! I was beyond pacifying.

“Slave you have really disappointed me, this is kidnapping and if not done properly you could get me in a lot of trouble.”

“Who else was involved in this?” I asked looking at the other five girls in the room.

Billy-Jo was the first to raise her hand then, slowly, the others raised their hands also!!