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CAROL — A PAUL PURPLE STORY [ part 27 ] The table was set and the food was ready, the only thing missing was my guests and the girls. I went to my computer and pressed a button. All the screens in the house displayed a gong and a mellow sound sounded from the speakers. Sharon and William soon appeared and I placed them in their seats, I made sure that his seat was padded. And then the girl’s appeared. Billie-Jo and Pauline were in their finest dresses, behind them, looking slightly apprehensive, dressed in the Alice costume was Carol. At her scared look I took her hand and smiled at her “Don’t worry Carol, I’ve made sure that the costume is inactive.” I told her. But she shook her head, “It’s not that master, I’ve never been up here before and I feel awkward.” “Don’t worry, now if you sit here beside Pauline and me. Billie-Jo, you sit opposite Carol with William beside you with and Sharon at the end.” They all sat in the places I’d chosen for them, I started placing the plates before them. “And did Pauline cook this meal?” Sharon asked. “Oh no mistress, master is an adequate cook.” Pauline said smiling sweetly. “Adequate am I? I’m tempted to send you away from this table so you won’t have to eat this adequate meal!” I said, but smiling to show I was joking. “I’m sorry master, you’re a wonderful cook!” Pauline said quickly and out loud, and then in a quieter voice she added, “It’s just that the food doesn’t help you sometimes.” Which was heard by both Carol and Sharon who laughed aloud. I gave a mock glare at Pauline and then placed her plate before her. Carol’s plate was just as full as the others but the plate itself was slightly smaller so that the overall impression was of unity with everyone else’s. Carol looked at me worry showing in her eyes, “Master, I don’t think I’ll be able to eat it all.” She whispered to me I patted her hand as I sat down. “Don’t worry Carol, it’s not as much as you think.” I think everyone’s eyes were on Carol as she started to eat, but from the corner of my eye I could see William looking first at Sharon and then at Carol . . . The meal progressed as I hoped. Carol managed to clear her plate, she looked so surprised that she’d managed it and then she started to look around at the other plates the still had food on them, I bent closed to her. “Still hungry?” I asked her, she nodded. I went to the kitchen and picked up the second plate. I returned to Carol and placed it in front of her. “This time you don’t have to eat all the food, just as much as you can.” I told her, she smiled to me gratefully. “Why does she get special treatment, she’s just a slave!” William spoke up “Because William, she’s recovering from an illness, I’m allowing her to remain here until she’s fit. . . And NEVER question my actions again young slave or you will find yourself down stairs in the frame again, and no cushions for your butt either!” I said. William turned to look at Sharon who met his eyes evenly. “This is Paul’s house, and she is his property to use as he sees fit. If you do question him like that you deserve to be punish!” She looked at me, “I do understand Paul and I give you permission to do whatever you want with him, just don’t seriously injure him.” William was open mouthed as he heard Sharon speak, but at a look from her he returned to his meal. Sharon then spoke, “I’m sorry about him Paul, we’ve allowed him too much freedom I suppose. Do you want him to share your bed tonight?” She asked me seriously. I made a show of considering her offer and then shook my head, “No thank you Sharon, I’m afraid my tastes do not run that way. However do you wish to borrow Billie-Jo again while you’re here?” I countered. Sharon looked at Billie-Jo, who had dropped her head slightly, “Only if Billie-Jo wants to, I’m not going to force her.” She looked at Billie-Jo, “Well Billie-Jo? Do you wish to join me tonight?” Billie-Jo looked up at me and I said, “Well Billie-Jo, it’s your choice, you can either stay with me tonight or with Sharon.” Billie-Jo looked at Pauline, “Will you stay with master tonight?” At Pauline’s nod Billie-Jo smiled at Sharon, “Yes Mistress I will . . . But what about Carol? Who’s going to sleep with her?” William’s ears pricked up at that, and I could tell he’d been doing the maths, but I was going to disappoint him, “Carol deserves a night to herself, she’ll lie in her own bed. William you can have the settee in the living room!” “Mistress can’t I share your bedroom please?” He pleaded with Sharon but she shook her head. “No William! You’re not sleeping with me tonight! After your behaviour you deserve a night on your own!” Sharon said. The rest of the meal William spent moping away. Carol nearly cleared her second plate of food before she gave up. “I’m sorry master, I can’t eat any more.” She said. Actually I was surprised at how much she had managed to finish off. “Alright Carol, I’ll let you off . . . this time.” I said, but smiling to take the sting out of my words. For dessert I had ice-cream – no matter how much food children have, there is always room for ice-cream! And such was the case with Carol, it had been so long since she wanted to touch the dessert that she had surprised herself as she cleared a plateful without thinking . . . --- After the dinner the girls took their plates into the kitchen and started the washing up, Sharon looked at William who reluctantly went with them while Sharon spoke to me. “How long has she been on solids?” “Only the past week, I wasn’t sure if she could eat a full meal. I cheated with the plates I admit, but she nearly ate a whole portion.” I said. “Well she certainly has improved, the skin tone and general condition has obviously bloomed, and her little display earlier shows that you’ve been teaching her more than English” Sharon said while smiling. “It was difficult with both Pauline and Billie-Jo talking about the fun they’ve had, Carol showed an interest, which isn’t unusual in a girl hr age.” I said. “Are you sure you haven’t forced her to study this? I wouldn’t put it pass you!” Sharon accused me. “Carol knows what I’m like, and anyway she’s quite ruthless herself, you should see how she reacted when Marcie’s abduction DVD arrived, she had no pity for the girl.” “You received a video? . . . Can I watch it?” She sounded eager so I went to the basement to get the two DVD’s. While there I brought up the computer and started a special program, I returned upstairs to Sharon and then handed the two DVD’s over. “Here they are, I don’t know if you’ll enjoy them.” I said to her. “I am interested in why Carol has become so, so . . . ruthless as you said, this Marcie is the girl who convinced her to diet?” I nodded, “Maybe it’s just Carol’s way of dealing with it, and how can I play these?” She asked. “Well Billie-Jo’s PC has a DVD drive in it, all you need to do is to load the discs and they should run automatically, if you have any problems then Billie-Jo can help you.” I told her. A crash from the kitchen drew our attention to a slight altercation. I went there to find a plate smashed on the floor. I folded my arms and looked at the group of, now silent children. “Well? What happened here?” I asked them. Pauline spoke up, “Master, we handed William a cloth to wipe the plates, but he said it wasn’t his job!” “You fucking snitch! Telling tales like that!” William said, for which I slapped him across the face. “I asked my slaves a question and I expected an answer. They know that I do not like liars and so they will tell me the truth. I will consider your punishment later!” I told him coldly “But you have a dishwasher! Why do you want us to do this by hand?” William protested. “To teach you that life isn’t fair! Now you will help the girls by drying up!” I told him, not emphasising the double meaning in my words, I did notice that Carol looked slightly white and so I tapped her on the shoulder, “Carol come with me.” And held her arm as I half helped, half carried her from the kitchen. As we left I heard William say, “Why doesn’t she help us? Why is she getting preferential treatment?” Billie-Jo’s scornful voice sounded down the hallway, “Because he is the master and we are his slaves, that’s all you need to know!” I took Carol down into the basement where I found Sharon already waiting, “I thought she might be tiring about now, too much food and all that! Now off with that dress!” And she went to undo the button on the Alice costume. “I’d better do that Sharon, you never know what you might activate.” I said finding the secret button that allowed the costume to fall apart and drop away from carol. “Oh am I glad to get that off!” Carol exclaimed making Sharon turn to look at her oddly. “It’s a rather special costume, able to work it’s own magic on the wearer, it’s a bit like the cursed dancing shoes story.” Sharon looked at the label, ‘Red Riding Clothiers’ and then noted where it was made. “Oh a Ropeville manufacture is it?” She said, stating the obvious, “I wonder if I could get something like it?” “You have to be vouched for by a customer, and she’s particular who she sells them to.” I told Sharon while pushing Carol towards the bathroom area to wash and relieve herself. Sharon did a brief examination of Carol when she returned to the bed before she finally kissed the girl’s forehead and turned to me, gesturing that we should leave Carol to sleep, I dimmed the lights and turned on a special switch, I closed the door behind me and locked it. Pauline and Billie-Jo were sitting in the living room, William was pacing away, not seeming to notice anything being too wrapped up in his thoughts, Sharon sat down in a chair and I sat opposite her. “Well?” I asked her. “Yes, she is, very well indeed. Her weight is still below normal but it’s now possible to bring her upto normal within a month or so. I take it you haven’t, er . . . taken her yet?” Sharon asked me. I shook my head, “No, to begin with she wasn’t fit enough and now . . .” I paused. “Yes, and now?” Sharon persisted. “Now I’m waiting for her to make up her own mind. I’ve found that I can’t force her. You see I’ve been asked to help her and so I will.” I said quietly Sharon said nothing but nodded, she held out her hand to Billie-Jo who graciously rose from her seat and accepted it, Sharon said goodnight to us and went with Billie-Jo to her bedroom. I went from the living room to an airing cupboard and got out sheets and a pillow for William to use. I wasn’t yet sure how I was going to punish him for the past events, but I would sleep on it. I touched Pauline on the shoulder and said goodnight to William – who failed to answer! And so we left him to his silence. --- I helped Pauline from her clothing, clutching at her body with my hands and mouth, finding the small crevasses in her body, causing her to giggle and moan with pleasure. I quickly stripped off and lifted Pauline onto the bed, but she slipped off from it and knelt before me, she took my cock in her mouth and started to suck on it. I placed my hands on the back of her head, feeling the silky softness of her hair as she bobbed back and forwards on my cock, taking more of me inside her mouth, before pulling away from me. She licked has lips as she stared up at me. “Now master, now you can take me.” She moved back to the bad and positioned herself on it with her legs open. I smiled down at her and shook my head, taking her feel in my hands I drew them together and then licked the soles of her feet causing her to giggle. “That tickles master, but it feels really nice.” She said, relaxing in my care. I continued this time working on her toes, taking each one into my mouth – in a way I was happy that I made the girls wash so often, but I wasn’t going to worry about that now. I slowly worked my way up her legs, pausing at her knees, which I then separated and started kissing up the insides of the thighs, causing her to pant with excitement. Finally I reached the junction of her legs with its treasure. I was just about to dig my tongue deep into my sweet slave’s depths when an alarm rang out. Pauline looked at me, “The basement!” Was all I said, before I could say anything else she was out of the bed and rushing into the hallway. |