ALICE - A PAUL PURPLE STORY

BY CORNER GHOST

[ part 11a ]

Alice

My mind was in a turmoil as Billie-Jo gave a small apologetic smile. “No . . . no, it’s not true! Billie-Jo was the one they wanted, I was just in the wrong place. They had to take me!” I said to Sharon.

But she shook her head, “Oh Alice! Do you think that someone like Paul would make such a decision to take two girls when only one was needed?” Sharon asked me.

I had to think, Paul and Pauline were very good and they seemed to know what they were doing, so could they? . . . Would they? “Pauline was I your target?” I asked her.

She took a deep breath, “Yes Sister you were the one we needed, but we had to make you think that we weren’t really wanted, and not until you had accepted this, once you did it then there was no reason why you had to be kept from the truth.” She said to me.

I looked at Billie-Jo again, “What about Billie-Jo? What’s her real name?” I asked.

“It’s been Billie-Jo ever since Master Paul first took me, it was also a description of my main task, which is what my original master wanted me for, he’d call me BJ for blow-job . . . and then he lost me in a game of cards!” Billie-Jo said.

“He lost you? What happened?” I asked her.

“I was made to work in a kiddie brothel and they took films of men using me, they got me hooked on drugs so I wouldn’t put up too much of a fuss.” She said.

“But how did you get here?” I asked her.

“Master Paul somehow found out about me, he and some men rescued me and the other girls who were there as well (for this story this please see BILLIE-JO LOST FROM HER MASTER). I was taken back to my master’s home with Pauline and she looked after me until I was able to travel back here. I’ve been with Master Paul ever since.” She finished.

I found I was crying again, “But how . . . how could you stay . . . stay with him knowing what had happened to you?” I managed to ask her.

Billie-Jo reached out to me and pulled me close to her, “Because I know my master was looking after me, I was wanted. I’d happily help master with training in any way I can. Even if that does means kidnapping more girls and training them.” She told me.

“But you haven’t trained me!” I protested shaking my head.

“But she has you know, and tonight you’re going to prove it to me.” Doctor Sharon said. “But in the meantime I need you to help me get Billie-Jo upstairs. I have to take that cast off her leg and she’s going to be weak while walking!” She said.

Billie-Jo held onto me and pulled my face close to hers she whispered “Welcome Sister.” And kissed my cheeks and face.

I kissed her back. “Sister.” I said to her and then went behind her to wheel her to the door then I asked her, “Why am I pushing you? You’re leg wasn’t really broken was it?” I asked her.

“No it wasn’t but lately I’ve found I can’t put any weight on it! When you were asleep I tried . . . kept going in circles!” She said laughing.

“I’m afraid Billie-Jo’s leg will require exercise for some time, even though she had nothing wrong with her, because she’s had the cast on the muscles would have suffered. Now if you can help her up the stairs. . .” Doctor Sharon asked me. I went to help Billie-Jo but then found it was easier to carry the younger girl up the stairs, she was so light.

I took her into the kitchen where Doctor Sharon had ready a saw, hammer and chisel to help open the plaster cast.

“Is it going to hurt?” Billie-Jo asked sounding slightly scared.

“It shouldn’t, but if I can’t get the cast off then it will have to be your leg!” Doctor Sharon said smiling, but I wasn’t sure if she was kidding. “Alice if you can keep Billie-Jo still I’ll start on this cast.” Doctor Sharon said before picking up the saw and moving it along Billie-Jo’s cast.

I saw Billie-Jo was watching the blade as it started eating into the plaster, so I got between her eyes and her leg. I then decided that I was going to have some pleasure. I straddled her body and then moved myself backwards (I wasn’t going to miss the cutting of the cast) until I could feel her breath on my pussy. I heard her giggle and then I felt her tongue as she stuck it out to lick me. I gave a gasp, I couldn’t help it. Doctor Sharon looked up from where she was working.

“Alice? What are you doing?” She asked me.

“I’m just keeping the patient’s mind off her leg Doctor.” I said in an innocent voice.

She watched for a few more seconds before smiling. “Okay, keep it up!” She said and carried on sawing away.

I raised my hips slightly causing Billie-Jo to follow me as she tried to keep in contact with my pussy.

In the meantime Doctor Sharon had finished sawing away and was pulling the cast apart, causing a loud ‘CRACK!’ to sound in the kitchen, a sound which I didn’t really hear, and Billie-Jo couldn’t hear anything as my legs were covering her ears.

Doctor Sharon lifted Billie-Jo’s leg and examined it. “Hmm! That’s what I was worried about!” She said and started to massage the leg.

“What’s . . . wrong?” I panted out – Billie-Jo did know how to use her tongue.

“I’ll tell everyone once I’ve finished.” Doctor Sharon said. “In the meantime why don’t you return the favour?” She said to me and I found myself lowering my face to Billie-Jo’s pussy, this time her stubble was more noticeable.

“You know Billie-Jo you need to shave.” I muttered.

“Let me check.” This time it was Mistress Sharon talking, not Doctor Sharon.

“Yes Mistress.” I said and pulled back; causing Billie-Jo to moan in disappointment, but her moans changed its pitch as Sharon rubbed over Billie-Jo’s mons.

“Yes it is a bit scratchy, I’ve got an electrolysis machine at home, and maybe she’ll be allowed to have a treatment later, when Paul gets home, I’ll leave a note about it, or perhaps I’ll phone him.” Mistress/Doctor Sharon said before turning to me, “Now carry on!” She ordered.

I smiled, “Yes Mistress Sharon.” And returned to my arduous task – reading those books must be doing something to my mind. I was in the middle of Eveline and there was something about the fancy language and Billie-Jo enjoyed listening to me anyway.

Soon Billie-Jo was writhing beneath me as he climax came. I raised my head so that she didn’t hit my lips – which she has done before. I lowered my body to her face again but then Mistress Sharon spoke. “That’s enough for now Alice!”

I bit my own lip in frustration but got up from Billie-Jo. “Yes Mistress Sharon.” I said and she smiled at me.

“I’m sorry Alice, but I do have other plans for you tonight.” She told me before handing me a towel with which to wipe my face and Billie-Jo’s body.

Billie-Jo smiled at me, “I’m sorry Alice, I should have been quicker.” She said sadly.

I was going to answer but Mistress Sharon spoke first. “Slave Billie-Jo I was watching Slave Alice closely, she was about to cum but obeyed my command immediately. As I have said I will make it up to her . . . later, but now please get up and walk downstairs I want to talk to Pauline and yourself alone. Slave Alice please tidy up this room and then prepare us something to eat!” She told me.

I had to speak, “Mistress Sharon, I don’t think I should be left alone, I might try to escape!” I said – although to where and why I didn’t know.

“You’d better not or you won’t have your reward!” Sharon said smiling, I smiled back – how she had changed from Mistress to just Sharon I didn’t know, but it was so.

“I promise I won’t” I said and reached out to help Billie-Jo who swung her legs off the table and lowered herself to the floor, before sinking down as her leg couldn’t hold her. I quickly pulled her up and supported her. “What’s wrong with her?” I said starting to panic.

But Sharon patted me on the arm, “It’s alright Alice, she’s going to learn how to walk again after her muscles get back into shape, now I’ll help her and you carry on as I asked you.” And she placed her shoulder under Billie-Jo’s arm and walked her out of the kitchen door.

I picked up the remains of Billie-Jo’s cast and placed it to one side, and then I had to clean off the table of the flakes of plaster of Paris with a damp cloth, and deciding that it needed disinfecting and so I found out a bottle of the stuff under the sink and put it into a small bowl I carefully wiped the table clean.

I looked around the floor and noticed that it was messy; I looked around the cupboards and found a vacuum cleaner, this I used to push the dirt around and away until I thought it was good enough and then I checked again to ensure it was good enough for Mistress Sharon.

After putting the cleaner away I washed my hands and turned my attentions to food, I hadn’t been lying to Pauline when I said I could do better than beef-burgers, when I was at home – my home not the one that we had to move into – I used to help mum with the cooking, I looked in the freezer and found it was fully stocked, I sorted out some vegetables and rice, then found some beef which I could cut into strips. Looking in the cupboards I found some stir-fry sauces. I began to cook the meal, finding a wok in a cupboard was also helpful.

I was engrossed in my work, ensuring that I didn’t make too much of a mess, that I missed the noise of somebody entering the kitchen, I heard an intake of breath and looked up.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Master Paul, You’re back!” I exclaimed and then I remembered I was holding a knife, I put it down and then went onto my knees.

“Alice? What are you doing here?” Master Paul asked and I could hear the puzzlement in his voice.

“I was told to prepare dinner Master. May I continue or the wok will start to burn?” I answered him.

“Carry on Alice, where is Pauline and Billie-Jo?” He asked me, I was surprised to hear a slight tightening of his voice when he mention Pauline’s name.

“They are downstairs with Mistress Sharon, she’s just taken Billie-Jo’s cast off her leg, she’s having problems walking at the moment.” I said.

“Oh great, just what I needed.” Master Paul closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, when he opened them again he was his relaxed self again. “Thank you Alice is there enough for me in that?” he asked.

“I can make more Master.” I said and got back onto my feet. Master Paul nodded and left the kitchen.