CONTROL

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 23 ]

Tuesday night, April could barely sleep. She was so excited about her last day alone with Phoebe. This would be the best ever. She’d gone to the park for a clandestine meeting with Phoebe’s stepbrother, Greg and arranged for him to come to her house. He was going to be her last surprise of the summer. April was going to make Phoebe strip right in front of her stepbrother. Then, she’d tie her up and let the boy have his way with her. April tingled at the thought of how Phoebe might react. Surely she would be excited at another set of eyes on her body. The 13-year-old dom finally drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, the doorbell rang at a quarter to nine. Phoebe was expected at 10, as usual and her brother was expected a half hour before that so April could talk to him, prepare him, and then hide him until the right moment. When she answered the door, April wasn’t expecting either of them and she was right. She stared at the woman that was at the door for a brief moment before the woman said, “Are you April?”

“Yeah,” answered April warily.

“We need to talk,” said the woman. Her voice was stern and commanding. April took a step back, tacitly inviting her into the house without surrendering authority.

“About what?” asked April.

“About Greg,” said the woman with a knowing look.

April led her up to the privacy of her bedroom. The woman surveyed the room, noting the many hooks in the wall. Her discerning eye made April wish she hadn’t brought the woman to her bedroom.

“I’m Kay,” said the woman. She paused to see if that registered with April. “Greg’s mother. Phoebe’s stepmom.”

“Oh,” said April. For a brief second she felt the dread of a young girl caught by an authority figure. There was only one reason why Kay would be there that day. April had been caught. Then, she remembered that she was also an authority figure, both to Phoebe and to Greg. She wouldn’t back down before Kay. She didn’t wait for Kay to set the tone of the ‘talk.’ “Phoebe likes to show off,” said April. “She likes to show off her body to boys, girls, just about anyone. You know how excited she gets,” added April, remembering that Kay had watched Phoebe in the shower. That leverage would be important for her.

For a moment, Kay was taken aback by April’s directness. “Yes, I do,” she admitted. “But, I’m not here about Phoebe. She’s … well, she’s not my concern. Greg, however, is my concern. He won’t be coming over today or ever. I don’t want you to involve him in Phoebe’s eccentricities. Am I clear?”

It was April’s turn to pause. She paused not because she was on the defensive from Kay’s remarks, but because she was planning her next move carefully. “Wednesday is Phoebe’s special day,” said April. “I always plan something for her that is… out of the ordinary… a surprise… a big surprise. That turns her on. I imagine you know what it means to turn Phoebe on after watching her in the shower. She gets so excited and… well, it’s just so exciting to watch. I want her excited again today.” For the second time she reminded Kay that she’d crossed the line with her stepdaughter and for the second time it seemed to not register with the woman.

“And you think an 11-year-old boy gawking at his stepsister is appropriate?”

“Not any more,” said April. “Right now, I’m thinking that a stepmom gawking at her stepdaughter would be much more fun.”

Kay drew herself up to her full height, which was just a couple of inches taller than April. “You are a filthy minded little girl,” she said.

“You are a naughty stepmom,” said April. She watched Kay’s eyes open wide and her nostrils flare in anger. She played her trump card. “Phoebe says you taste good.”

Kay gasped in surprise at the turn of events. She hadn’t imagined that Phoebe had told April what had happened on vacation, but that could be the only explanation for April’s insightful comments.

Taking Kay’s reaction as an admission, April said, “What Phoebe and I, a couple of teenage girls, do in the privacy of my room is one thing. We’re simply experimenting. Isn’t that normal for teens? But, when a grown woman like you takes advantage of Phoebe, that’s another thing. Don’t come over here accusing me of being filthy minded when you made her play with herself in the shower and then made her lick your pussy. You know better.”

“I didn’t…” said Kay, her voice suddenly weak. She cut herself off, knowing how she sounded and knowing that there was no justification for her behavior.

“Lose the clothes,” said April.

“What?” said Kay.

“Lose the fucking clothes,” said April. “Strip. Show me your tits. How much hair do you have on your pussy? What? I have to be even clearer than that?”

The woman swallowed hard as she digested the words that April spat at her. She’d come to lay down the law with this girl, but she found she’d under estimated her foe. She glanced at the door, her only route of escape and could barely focus on it. She couldn’t just leave. There was too much at stake. She knew she was the proverbial fly who had invited herself into the spider’s parlor and was now trapped. “I didn’t force her to do anything,” she said.

“I don’t think that matters,” said April. “Should we ask the police if it matters?” She paused for a couple of seconds. Kay said nothing, but her face spoke volumes. “No, I didn’t think so. Now, let’s discuss the terms. My mom won’t *ever* intrude into my room. What happens here stays here. So, you do what I say and nothing bad will happen. You don’t do what I say and the police find out about you and Phoebe. Am *I* clear?”

“Absolutely,” said Kay.

“So,” said April. “Lose the clothes.”

The two stared at each other for a few seconds. On the one hand, April knew that she’d already won. She wasn’t sure if she’d have to push even harder or if Kay would accede now. On the other hand, Kay was trying to decide how April would take advantage of her superior position. Just what might the girl demand of her? She finally decided that she was in no position to argue.

Now that she’d decided she’d walked into the den of a confident dom and there was no retreating, she bent down and removed her shoes and socks. “What does Phoebe see in you?” she asked, pausing for a moment.

“I make her happy,” said April. “I give her what she wants. What do you want?” She eyed the woman. Perhaps Kay was simply buying time or perhaps she was opening herself up to even more. April wanted to know. If she was gaining another sub, she wanted to know how to make Kay happy.

“And how will you make her happy today?”

“Well, I was planning on using Greg,” said April. “But now, I guess I’ll have to settle for you.”

“Me?”

“Clothes,” said April.

Given the reminder, Kay stripped her T-shirt off over her head. She felt strangely content at the command of the girl. She unhooked her bra and paused for a moment. The look in April’s eyes was compelling. “Want to see?” she asked.

“Drop it,” said April sharply. Yes, she did want to see, but she wasn’t going to admit it either. It wasn’t really the sight of tits that thrilled her as much as the fact that she could make the woman show them.

Yet, Kay got the affirmation she sought just from April’s curt demand and the look she gave her. The woman understood the girl just from that exchange. She dropped the bra to the floor and thrust her tits out. Already she could imagine what was going to happen for the rest of the morning. She was under April’s control, but there was something else going on. She’d wondered what Phoebe saw in the girl and her answer was coming clearer.

As Kay reached for the snap of her shorts, it was April that called a momentary halt to her actions this time. With two quick steps, she closed the distance between them and with two more steps, pushed Kay back and up against the wall. “Huuuhh,” gasped Kay at the sudden move. Her back was against the wall. She was mentally and physically under April’s control. Her size advantage was lost to the mental advantage of the teen. There was not a trace of defiance left in Kay as April took her nipples between thumb and forefinger and twisted them hard. Kay stared down into the hard eyes of the 13-year-old for half a second and then dropped her gaze, surrendering to the girl.

April pinned Kay’s arms against the wall and then let go. The tacit command was that the arms should stay where they’d been put. Then, April unsnapped the shorts and slid them down the long, tanned legs. She let them fall to the floor and looked down. Without being told, Kay stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. She wore only her panties now.

“Don’t move,” said April as she backed away from Kay. She ran her eyes over the woman’s body, accepting her surrender. Kay stayed in position as if she was still physically pinned to the wall. “Now, when Phoebe gets here, you will do exactly what you are told to do.” She’d had a few moments to think about how she could use Kay for Phoebe’s Wednesday surprise. There was no reason she couldn’t adapt her plan from Greg to Kay. She described her plan to Kay, watching the smile gradually appear. As was April’s way, satisfaction was guaranteed for all.

With the stepmom completely under her control, April gave one final command. “Panties.” She watched with arousal as the woman slipped down her panties and stood completely nude in front of her. The complete surrender was what April found most satisfying. She glanced at the clock and saw that there was still time before Phoebe’s arrival.

“Can you say cocksucker?” asked April.

“Cocksucker,” said Kay.

“Nice,” said April. She pulled her strap on from her drawer and put it to Kay’s lips. “Phoebe does the whole thing for me. Want to watch her when she comes?”

“It’s… big,” said Kay. Her mind seemed to be working in slow motion as she slipped under April’s control.

“Don’t believe me?”

Kay breath came in quick little pants as she stared down at the cock poised at her lips. She didn’t doubt that Phoebe would do anything this girl wanted. “Y-yes, I b-bet she does.”

“Would you? … For me?”

“Huuuh,” Kay gasped. “Uh huh.”

“Fuck, you hot piece,” said April. “We don’t have to wait for Phoebe if you don’t want to.” She could read the growing arousal in the woman. “Tell me what you really want.”

“I… want… to go,” said Kay. Her last trace of resistance was as weak as it sounded.

April ran her finger down Kay’s throat, between her C-cup tits, and let it rest on her firm stomach. “Like hell,” she said. “You’re not going anywhere. Try again.”

Kay had watched April’s slender finger run down her chest, wishing it would touch her in other places. Now she looked back up into April’s eyes. “I want you to… show me… what…” There were pregnant pauses as she fought between her desires and her morality. The longest pause ran for several seconds before she finished, “… you do to Phoebe.”

“Now? To you?” asked April.

“Yes, now! To me!” said Kay.

April looked again at the time. There wasn’t enough time to show the stepmom the complete picture of what went on in the bedroom. She spent a few seconds trying to decide just what might be the quickest since there was now only half an hour before Phoebe’s arrival. “Get on the bed. On your hands and knees.”

Kay scrambled up on the bed. She held still as April expertly tied her hands to the corners at the head of the bed. She squirmed uncomfortably as April tied her knees wide and then stuffed pillows under her stomach. Her ass was sticking up in the air and now she was helpless. She felt April rub her finger across her clit. There was something slick on the girl’s fingers, but she didn’t know about the Ex. T. Cee gel. Her body would soon know about its effects.

As she waited for the gel to take effect, April strapped her dildo in place. Then, she sat down on the pillows at the head of the bed and put the cock in Kay’s face. “You’ll want this nice and slick before it goes in your pussy,” she said.

The woman licked at the plastic shaft and then took the tip between her lips. She sucked on the top half of the cock, moistening it as requested.

“That’s it?” asked April incredulously. The grown woman actually couldn’t get more than three inches in her mouth without gagging. It seemed beyond belief that she and Phoebe could both do better. Yet, despite her urging, Kay could only manage to get the first couple of inches into her mouth.

“There’s two reasons to put a girl in this position,” said April as she looked into Kay’s eyes. “One is for fucking. Do you know what the other is?”

“No,” said Kay. Her husband liked to take her from behind, so she understood the first, but not the second reason.

April got off the bed and retrieved her wooden paddle. “Oh, no,” said Kay as she saw what was coming. But, there was nothing she could do as the paddle came down her on helpless, bare ass. She suffered through five swats, trying to keep from making any noise. But, the last two earned substantial yelps from her. By now her pussy was on fire and she couldn’t imagine why. She’d tried bondage with other lovers and it hadn’t excited her. She’d even been spanked before and that hadn’t thrilled her. Unaware of the effect of the Ex. T. Cee, she could only assume it was April that had lit a fire in her loins.

The girl knelt behind Kay and put her cock to the opening of her cunt. The pussy was dripping wet by now and April thrust in with a single motion, driving the cock to the hilt. She heard Kay gasp in pleasure as the cock filled her pussy. April started fucking the cock in and out of Kay’s pussy. The base of the cock pressed against her excited clit. She was fucking the pussy of Phoebe’s stepmom! She called up the image of the indignant mom standing on her front porch less than an hour ago, demanding they talk. Now that same mom was naked and tied to her bed, taking her cock up her pussy. April came in a sudden rush. It was uncharacteristic and unexpected that she would cum so fast and before her captive. She kept pounding into Kay’s pussy until she heard the woman gasp in orgasm and saw her body tense and then relax.

April removed her strap on and untied Kay. “Get dressed,” she told the woman as she dressed herself. Phoebe was due in a few minutes.

A few minutes later, April greeted Phoebe at the door. She still had the memory of Kay’s body at her disposal as she led the woman’s stepdaughter up to her room. Phoebe didn’t ask what was planned for the day. She simply knew that something special was planned as always.

“I’m giving you a choice today, Phoebster,” said April. “I have someone special for you. Someone who will do what we want, pleasure you as much as we want. Another person to worship your body. It’s someone special for a couple of reasons. The most important reason is that this person asked for you… wants you… desires you.”

“Wow,” said Phoebe. “You make him sound hot.”

“Him?” said April. “Who said it was a him? But, you’ll find out… if you want to find out. Here’s your choices. Option 1 is I tie you up, blindfold you, and strip you myself. You never get to know who is with us. Option 2 is I blindfold you and you strip. No ties, but again, you don’t know who is here. Option 3 is no ties, no blindfold. You stare into the eyes of your new admirer as you strip. Then, I’ll tie you to the bed and we’ll both make you cum.” She offered Phoebe choices even though she knew which one Phoebe would choose.

The blond thought for a moment, but it was only to wonder why option 1 or 2 might possibly be attractive to her. There was no doubt in her mind that she wanted to know who the special person was. There was no doubt that she wanted to stare into the eyes as she stripped. “Three,” she said.

“Fine,” said April. “Oh, and you’ll do it up on the table.” She pulled a small, sturdy table into the open space between the foot of her bed and the far wall.

Phoebe stepped up onto the table. She’d been on display before, but the elevation of the table made her feel even more exposed. Her body tingled with delight as she stood waiting to find out who would be her audience.

“Come on out,” called out April. She didn’t bother to watch the bathroom door. She was more interested in watching Phoebe as her stepmom entered the room.

“Oh… my… God,” said Phoebe as she saw who it was. The thrill that shot through her body was like an electric charge, tingling every cell in her body. They’d shared surreal moments on vacation, but Kay was here and now, a more personal, sexually demanding experience. There was no chance of discovery by her dad, so much more time, and such much more could be done. Phoebe wondered just how April had arranged this, never suspecting it had been a spur of the moment. She was going to strip… and Kay wanted to watch!

April let Phoebe take off her shoes and socks before she stopped her. She ran her hands up the slender legs and said, “Next choice, Phoebster. Do you want her naked now or later?” This time she wasn’t sure what the answer would be.

As her stepdaughter was silent for a moment, Kay felt the power of April. The 13-year-old dom was talking about her as if she was an object to be used. And, she knew that she had consented to be used just as April was doing. What was still trapped in her subconscious was the desire she held for Phoebe and the feeling that April was the gate keeper who controlled access to every inch of that delicious young body. All she knew was that she’d do whatever April asked just to get to her stepdaughter.

“Now,” said Phoebe finally. It had taken some careful consideration to reach that decision. What had finally swayed her in favor of now over later was that same feeling that Kay had just had. She wanted to know if her stepmom would follow April’s commands. That would be the true measure of how much Kay wanted her.

“Lose the clothes,” said April for the second time.

This time Kay didn’t hesitate. Not knowing this was a repeat of events that occurred before her arrival, Phoebe was surprised at the speed of Kay’s response. She watched in amazement as her stepmom seemed to tear her clothes off and toss them aside with wild abandon. When the woman stood naked and panting with desire just a few seconds later, Phoebe felt April’s hands leave her legs, a tacit sign for her to resume her own strip show.

Phoebe pulled off her top and her bra, revealing the small tits that Kay had seen before. She reached for the snap of her shorts, but was again pulled up short by April’s hands on her legs. “What?” she asked.

“Another choice, Phoebster,” said April. She was emboldened by Phoebe’s request to see her stepmom naked now and wanted to see if Phoebe wanted even more. “Should I tie her up? Like, maybe with her hands behind her back? Or just let her watch?” This time she suspected she knew the answer.

“Tie her,” said Phoebe. The answer was so quick that it surprised both April and Kay.

April picked up a length of rope. She stepped in front of Kay for a second. “Hmmm, she wants your tits. Didn’t you let her suck them on vacation?” she said before she stepped behind the woman. She didn’t expect or want an answer. The girl pulled the woman’s hands back and expertly lashed them together. She surveyed her work for a moment, watching Kay’s hands squirm as they tested the knots. A summer of tying knots paid off as she knew instantly that the woman was helpless.

“Take off your shorts and nothing more,” said April. “Then I have another choice for you.”

Dutifully, Phoebe slid her shorts down and stopped. Now clad in only her panties she was still very much on display as she was perched atop the table. Though April was teasing Kay, Phoebe still thought herself the center of attention.

As her last choice for the girl, April held up the nipple clamps that Phoebe had worn on occasion. She saw the flicker of recognition that flashed through Phoebe’s eyes. With it came the knowledge that Phoebe did indeed want to see them on her stepmom’s nipples. She wanted to watch Kay squirm in pain as her tender nipples were crushed. She wanted to see her stepmom take the chain between her teeth and pull her own nipples erect. “Should I put these on her, Phoebster? Hush,” she added, putting a finger to Phoebe’s lips before she could vote. She explained the consequences of the nipple clamps. “If I put these on her, then you don’t get to suck on her nipples. If I don’t put them on, then you can.”

“Don’t,” said Phoebe, changing her mind in an instant.

April hid her smile as she manipulated the 13-year-old lesbian to the desired goal. She turned to Kay and whispered, “See, she wants them.” Nobody knew Phoebe better than April did. Then, she added in that same low voice, “Now, you tell her you want to see her pussy. And make it sound like her pussy is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Or else I’ll shove you out the front door just like this.”

It didn’t take a threat from April to get Kay to make the request, but she put a lot more feeling into it with those consequences presented to her. “Hey, beautiful,” she said. “Please don’t make me wait anymore. I came over here to see that pretty pussy. Let me see the prettiest pussy in the world. Let me kiss it and smell it and lick it. It’s all I want.”

Even with that request, Phoebe looked to April for the final approval. April gave a quick nod and Phoebe slid her panties down. On the narrow table, she spread her legs as far as she could, giving Kay a peek at the treasure that lay between her thighs.

As Phoebe predictably posed, April said, “Don’t move.” Phoebe hadn’t planned on getting down without permission, so she took the command as affirmation of that. She was free to move, pose, and tease her stepmom with her body in any way so long as she stayed on the table. Chills ran through her body as she did just that.

Meanwhile, April picked up a pair of handcuffs and clicked one side of the cuffs in place on a convenient wall hook behind Kay. Then, she pulled the woman back a step or two until she could click the other cuff in place on one wrist. That effectively trapped the woman against the wall. With Kay locked in place, April motioned to Phoebe to come closer.

The little blond jumped down off the table and walked up to her stepmom. April was a couple of inches shorter than Kay, but Phoebe was nearly six inches shorter. She scarcely had to bend to take a nipple in her mouth. She sucked on Kay’s nipple, feeling it harden in her mouth. Her hand came up to cup the tit she was sucking and then her other hand cupped Kay’s free tit. Holding them both, she alternated from right to left and back again.

“Kiss her,” said April. Phoebe looked up from her stepmom’s tits and then put her hands behind Kay’s head. She pulled Kay’s face down to hers and pressed their lips together. There was no hesitation as the 27-year-old’s tongue came out to meet the 13-year-old’s tongue.

Even as she orchestrated the lesbian encounter, April was a little jealous of Phoebe’s eager attentions to her stepmom. The heat between the two was obvious and she wished she was in the midst of the action, but she had another agenda item to take care of. She retrieved her camcorder and turned it on, capturing the illicit passion that the two shared.

Kay was lost in the moment for a few seconds, enjoying the thrill of kissing the young teen. When she did glance at April, she scarcely batted an eye, though a sense of dread filled her. April already held the upper hand and now that the woman knew she was being filmed, she knew that April would always hold the position of superiority. She could only enjoy the touch of Phoebe’s hands and mouth, hoping that April wouldn’t abuse that position too much in the future. Any hope of that was lost as Phoebe stopped kissing her and returned to sucking on her tits. Her stepdaughter worked her way lower until the pretty blond was once again licking her pussy. Kay was in too deep now as this time the indiscretion was capture on tape.

There was no thought of resistance in the mind of the 27-year-old as she felt the talented tongue slip between her pussy lips and taste the juices that were flowing. What surprised her was Phoebe’s apparent eagerness to lap up those juices before moving to the more demanding issue of her clit. She looked down at the little pink tongue as it worked its way to her clit and then tease her for a few seconds.

“Ohhhhh, yessss,” she moaned as Phoebe reached her swollen clit. “Fuck, yeah.” As April had a few minutes earlier, she had a vision of her standing on the front porch of the house, ready to confront the girl who wanted to abuse her son and stepdaughter. How the tide had turned. She was chained to a wall and letting her 13-year-old stepdaughter eat her out on camera. The worst part was that Phoebe was so damned cute and so damned good at what she was doing that Kay was ready to cum. As the passion overcame her, she heard herself squeal in delight and felt her body shudder and spasm. “God, fuck, Phoebe,” she gasped as she fell out of control. “Eat me! You’re the fucking best.”

As Kay fell slack, held up only by the chain around her wrist, April set down the camcorder and pushed Phoebe back on the bed. The pretty blond didn’t fight with her mistress as she was tied in position, spread eagle with her knees wide and inviting. She not only didn’t fight, if she could have tied herself, she would have. It took a couple of minutes to secure Phoebe in position and by the time she was done, April saw that Kay had recovered. She was standing, almost straining against her bonds to get to the girl who now was open and available for her.

Just to be sure, April stepped into her closet and removed the tape in the camcorder. She slipped it under a pile of clothes and inserted a new tape. Coming out of the closet, she made sure Kay understood what had just happened. One tape was hidden away and a second tape was starting. She filmed the helpless, nude woman for a few seconds and then set the camcorder down again.

Leaving Kay attached to the wall, April stripped and got on the bed with Phoebe. She ran her hands over Phoebe’s ribs, eliciting gales of helpless laughter as she tickled her victim. Teasing Phoebe the way she liked to do, she aroused the girl, but stopped short of that sound that Phoebe made that meant she was close to orgasm. She didn’t want Phoebe there yet. Instead, she straddled Phoebe’s face, letting the talented tongue bring her to orgasm first. Her recent conquest of Kay had her already on the edge, so Phoebe didn’t have to work very hard to get her mistress off.

As the sated April slid off the bed, Phoebe was a bit more on edge than usual. The normal routine was she was teased to the point of orgasm, allowed to cum, and then she satisfied April. Now she was the only one in the room who hadn’t cum. Her body tingled with frustration, but she was unable to do anything about it.

“This is what we talked about,” said April softly as she approached Kay. “Now do it.” She uncuffed the woman and picked up her camcorder.

Yeah, thought Kay, this is what we talked about, but there had been no mention of the camcorder. She knew what was expected, yet as she climbed up on the bed, she knew she was simply digging herself a deeper hole. She reached for the tender body of her stepdaughter and ran her fingers down the soft skin of Phoebe’s tummy. The giggles that ensued were surprisingly arousing to the woman. She recalled doing the same thing to girlfriends in earlier times. Even then there had been sexual overtones to the tickling and now she had a naked teen to tickle to her heart’s content.

Her hands caressed the small, soft tits and teased at the hard little nipples. She kissed Phoebe as a lover would, not as a stepmom should. She sucked on the bullets that stood up from Phoebe’s chest and licked her way down the smooth, silky tummy. Remembering her instructions, she returned to tickling until Phoebe made the sound that April had mimicked so well. Her own pussy was wet with desire as she quickly kissed her way to Phoebe’s sopping pussy.

“Eat me,” said Phoebe, “please.”

Kay needed no encouragement as she ran her tongue up that sweet, downy slit. She toyed with the slit, slowly tonguing it and pushing her tongue up inside her stepdaughter. The taste was wonderful and the look of the pretty young girl’s small breasts heaving with passion was thrilling. She found the sensitive clit and nibbled at it. The slight gasp that escaped Phoebe’s lips made her want to do it more and more.

Driven to the edge by the kissing and caressing, Phoebe didn’t take much more to take her over the edge. Her own stepmom was worshipping her body the way so many had before. She felt the explosion start at her clit and consume her whole body. Tied as she was, she strained upward, arching up off the bed in a climax that made her see stars.

As Phoebe came down from her orgasm, Kay’s first reaction was to cuddle the beautiful girl. She knew that she liked to be held in the moments after an orgasm and offered that same treat to the 13-year-old. She kissed the soft cheeks as Phoebe’s breathing settled down from quick pants to more relaxed breathing. It was only then that she looked up to see what April was up to.

The young dom was simply watching the pair. She’d taken a minute to hide the camcorder. Now she had two tapes hidden securely away that would ensure Kay’s silence. That was her primary objective. She wanted to make sure the woman didn’t try to prevent her precious Phoebster from coming over. The secondary objective, of course, was that now she had another slave to do her bidding.

April had cum twice. Kay had cum twice. “Get dressed and go,” April told the woman. After Kay left, April made sure that Phoebe had cum twice. The precious blond only knew that she’d cum more times than the others.

The rest of the week was lost as there was back to school shopping to be done. Phoebe and Karina were occupied for Thursday and Friday, giving April a vision of what back to school meant. They’d enjoyed an incredible summer with all the time to enjoy themselves that they could possibly want. Now there would again be time restrictions.

Still, April was thankful for what she’d had. She raised her eyes to the heavens and said a prayer of thanks for the five slaves she counted as her own. There were others that she could call on, but they belonged to Kathy more than her. “Thank you, Kenna. Thank you for Phoebe, Karina, Angie, Mark, and now for Kay.” She wondered what else might be in store for her. Could life get any better?