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ALICE - A PAUL PURPLE STORY [ part 11b ] Paul I went down to the basement where I heard voices; I recognised Sharon’s, Pauline’s and Billie-Jo’s – But no-one else’s I was relieved to hear. I walked through the door and was immediately seen by Pauline, she blushed and then went to the ‘toy’ cupboard. She emerged carrying a taws and a whip, she walked up to me and went down on one knee holding the items up to me. “I’m sorry for attacking you master, I don’t know why I did it.” She said her head down. I took the two implements and held them for a moment before throwing them down onto the ground. I took Pauline’s hand and pulled her up to her feet. I hugged her closely - noticing that I was forcing myself not to crush her – “I understand. Elizabeth explained it, it seems that your watchdog program is still running.” I tried to tell her but she didn’t seem to understand. I then walked over to where Sharon was watching me closely. “I think I need to apologise to you.” I said to her. “Yes you do!” She said which started to get my back up. So I closed my eyes slightly and took a deep breath, when I opened my eyes again I saw Sharon was watching me closely. “I’m sorry Paul, Elizabeth has already told me of your problem and she’s asked me to monitor you.” I nodded at her words; I knew that someone would be watching me. Billie-Jo looked up from the bed where she was sitting. “What’s wrong with Master Paul?” She asked. I knelt by the bed and took her hand, “I have to apologise to you especially Billie-Jo, I went too far with you, but for some reason I lost control. Pauline saw this and managed to get me medical help. I’m still affected by . . . whatever it is, but I’ve got control over it.” I told her gently and kissed her. “Are you better?” Sharon asked me I considered my answer carefully. “No, I’m not better, there are times when I feel that someone, or something, else is trying to take me over, but following Elizabeth’s routine it seems to fade. So at the moment I’ve got it under control.” I said. “I’ve heard the same from drug addicts Paul. If you ever . . .” She broke off as I nodded. “I know Sharon; I’ll call out for help.” I turned my attention back to my girls, “Now where have you got with Alice? And why is she upstairs unattended?” I asked them and they filled me in about her current training position. - - - - - - - “. . . and you’re certain that she has accepted her life?” I asked them. “Paul she was being pleasured by Billie-Jo when I ordered her to get up she did so immediately, a non-slave wouldn’t have, I judge that she is fully in touch with her new life.” Sharon told me. I nodded, “Okay, so why is she upstairs, unsupervised and welding a knife?” I asked. Pauline started to speak but was stopped by Sharon. “I ordered her to prepare a meal for us. She’ll need to use a knife to cut the food up!” She said. “And Master I’ve got the guard-dog program running, no doors can be opened from the inside and only keys can open the outside doors, but they are automatically locked afterwards . . . what I don’t understand is why you didn’t set the system off?” Pauline said. “Well the helicopter probably has an IFF running, so it wouldn’t trigger the software.” I said, but Pauline still looked doubtful. At that moment a voice sounded in the basement. “Master Paul? Mistresses, the dinner is ready . . . am I using this right?” Alice had found the communicator. I went to the speaker and pressed a button. “Thank you Slave Alice, we’ll be up in a moment.” I said and turned back to the group. “Ladies shall we adjourn for dinner?” I asked them. They all smiled and then Billie-Jo got up, or rather tried to get up, as her leg failed her. “You’re going to need exercise for that.” I told her and then picked her up and carried her up the stairs. - - - - - - - The smell from the kitchen was enticing; whatever Alice had cooked must be very good, she had the table set for four people, there was a lower table to one side with a cushion on the floor, a plate and a plastic fork and spoon were set out on it. “Why the separate table Alice?” I asked her. “Master Paul it’s not right for a slave to eat at the same table as her master.” She said looking down at the ground. “Slave Pauline, do I make you eat elsewhere?” I asked. “No Master Paul, you are generous to allow us to eat with you.” She said smiling. I moved Alice’s plate to the table and changed her cutlery to metal knife, fork and spoon. While Pauline quickly ran off and returned with a chair. A protesting Alice was seated and we began to eat a delicious and filling beef stir fry with vegetables. After a few mouthfuls Pauline spoke. “Slave Alice, do you think this is better than my beef-burgers?” She asked. Alice, suspecting a trap, lowered her head, “I’m sorry Mistress Pauline. I did my best honest.” She said and started to cry. Pauline immediately got from her seat and went to hold Alice. “I’m sorry sister, I was only kidding, it’s a wonderful meal, honestly. Could you teach me how to cook it?” She asked. Alice looked up amazement on her face. “Do you mean that? You’re not just trying to make me feel good?” She asked. “Sister it’s much nicer than the beef-burgers I make, you may end up teaching us all how to cook.” Pauline said and kissed Alice’s face. I have to admit that I did enjoy the meal as well and after it we relaxed around the table, I asked Sharon what plans she had for the rest of the night. “Well I promised Alice that I would make things up to her, so I was planning to have her tonight.” She said. “Very well, Alice are you prepared to sleep with Sharon tonight?” I asked her. “I’ll do whatever I have to master.” Alice said, her face showing nothing. “Think of this as a graduation test, to show someone how much you’ve learnt.” I said with a smile. Alice shook her head and started to cry, “I’m sorry master but I don’t think I’ve learnt anything!” She said. “Don’t believe her master; she knows more than she thinks!” Billie-Jo said. “And I’m certain that I can show her something more.” Sharon said with a smile. “But I’m supposed to read to Billie-Jo tonight.” Alice suddenly said as if she had just realised it. “Oh that reminds me . . . I’ve brought something back with me.” I said and quickly went to where I’d left my bags; I found what I was looking for and returned to the room. “Master, what are those?” Pauline asked me as she noticed the CD’s in my hand. “Well while I was away somebody was keeping an eye on the place and they found some files that they though needed a wider audience, they took those files and made them into these discs, they’re very popular indeed. In fact Alice you have quite a good balance in your back account.” I finished handing the discs to her. She looked at the cover. It showed a bed with a figure lying on it, before the bed was a chair in which an obviously naked girl was seated holding a book, the figure in the bed was Billie-Jo, and the girl in the chair was Alice. Alice looked from the disc and then at me, puzzlement was showing on her face. “But master how can I have a bank account? I’m just a slave!” She said. I nodded, “Yes, you’re a slave, but a special one. You’ll soon learn how special later on, for tonight you’re going to entertain Sharon, listen to her and see what you can learn from her. I’ll take care of Billie-Jo and Pauline.” This remark was greeted with a smile from both girls. - - - - - - - I was back in my own bedroom, holding onto Billie-Jo who was sobbing away. “Master I can’t keep on my feet. My leg keeps making me fall, I won’t be able to bring you pleasure.” She said. I smiled at her, “There is answer to that.” And I tossed her onto my bed, pulling her arms above her and cuffing them in place, then I gently lifted her legs up and back into a wide split exposing her pussy and ass. “How’s that?” I asked her. “It feels fine at the moment master.” She said. “Right now Pauline if you’ll kneel down facing Billie-Jo’s pussy and put your hands on the lower bars of the headboard.” She did this and I quickly attached cuffs to her wrists so that she was also locked into position. “Now as I enter you Pauline I want you to eat out Billie-Jo.” I instructed her and before she could say ‘yes master’ I pushed into the warm, velvety pussy. Pauline gave a soft moan in her throat as she began working on Billie-Jo’s pussy. I don’t know if it was due to my enforced celibacy but I soon came, much to the disappointment of Pauline, but I instructed her to keep licking Billie-Jo while I lightly spanked her pretty ass. Somehow there was a thought going through my head, ‘She sold you out, make her pay!’ It wasn’t something that I would have really thought myself and I wondered where it had come from. Then I found that I had to pull my slaps as I was starting to make them harder. I took a breath and controlled myself. Finding I was erect again I pushed my cock back into her pussy, causing Pauline to groan again – this time for a totally different reason. I heard Billie-Jo cry out as her climax hit her, but Pauline didn’t stop, she kept on licking her friend through a second – when her own first orgasm hit her – and then and third, building up to a crescendo as Billie-Jo came so hard that she screamed out in pleasure, this also made Pauline stiffen as her own climax was triggered in turn, which then made me push deep into her, spreading my sperm into her body. Both girls went limp after these experiences and so I quickly untied them, and then held both girls close to me as I fell asleep. |