It was just after dark, and Max was standing outside the gate of the mansion. It was time. He tried opening the gate and was not suprised to find it unlocked. In his previous trips into the mansion, the only locked doors he found were in out of the way places of the mansion. He had no idea what was in those rooms. Sometimes rich people kept valuables locked in rooms like that. He would find out soon enough. He had left his car parked a few blocks away. He started walking down the long driveway until he reached the front of the house. He rang the doorbell.

April was sure at first that she had just heard the doorbell in her mind, but when it rang again, she knew it was for real. She excitedly rushed down the stairs to the entrance lobby. It had to be him! It just had to be her master! She had waited so long to see him! She had so much to tell him! She raced into the lobby and flung open the door. Standing outside was a man in his late 20's. It was not her master. Max was suprised to see that these people answered the door naked as well but he quickly regained his composure. "Yes? Can I help you sir?" She asked him. "Um yeah, I'm sorry to bother you like this but my car broke down near here and I need a place to stay the night. I thought a big house like this might have some room. I'll gladly pay for a nights room and board" he said. "Oh, thats ok. You don't have to pay. We have plenty of room." she said. "Wow, this is gonna be easier then I thought." Max thought to himself. He was still somewhat suprised to see such a beautiful woman standing there totally naked, making no attempt to cover her private parts. "We were just sitting down to dinner. If you're hungry I can have the girls make something for you." She said to him. "No, no thats ok. I just had a bite to eat not too long ago." he said. In reality he had had a little something to eat, but he was a paranoid man by nature and his inner alarm was going off. Something was wrong here. This woman, totally naked, buying his story without asking any questions, offering him food...Something was not right here. "Oh, then would you like to join us at the dinner table? You don't have to eat anything if you're not hungry." she said. "All right, I will." he said. He would join them and see what he could learn about these women. If they tried to gang up on him or attack him, he was pretty fast with his gun.

The other girls were suprised to see somebody new joining them for dinner. They were even more suprised that it was a man. Max sat in one of the empty chairs and looked at them. "Um, heh. Why are you all naked?" he blurted out. "Mistress forbids to wear clothing." one of the girls said. "No, master forbids to wear clothing." April said to her. "Master?" Max asked her. "Yes, Our master forbids us to wear any clothing unless we need to go outside when its cold out, or if we need to go into town for some reason." she said. "Oh really? Can I meet your master?" he asked her. Aprils head lowered a bit. She paused for a second before she spoke. "He's been away...for quite some time now..." she said. "Oh, where did he go?" he asked. "He left to go do some secret things. He said he was only going to be gone for a week, but that was over a year ago..." she said. He noticed a sad note in her voice. "So it's just you and these other young women alone in this place?" he asked her. "Yes. I take care of the place. Master left me in charge, so I keep his house just the way he left it. When he returns, he will be so happy with me." she said with a soft smile. Max thought to himself: Selling them into slavery was out of the question now. They were already owned by some guy. Kinda weird though he thought. Who just up and leaves a setup like this? Weirdness aside, this opportunity would make it easier for him to pilfer any valuables he came across.

After dinner, one of the girls showed him to a bedroom on the second floor. "This is one of masters guest bedrooms. I hope it will be suitable for you sir." she said to him. Suitable was an understatement. The bedroom contained: a king sized bed, a TV built into the wall, a dresser and walk in closet for storing clothes, and even an atatched bathroom. It was more like a hotel room then a guest bedroom. "Yeah, this will be fine!" he said in mild bewilderment. He had broken into rich peoples homes before, but he had never broken into such a grand house. Whoever the guy was that owned this place sure had money to burn! Maybe he would get lucky and find some (or maybe all) of it hidden in a safe somewhere in the house. "Do you have any items that you need brought up to your room sir?" she asked him. "No. No I'm fine." he said. He had a few things he was going to bring in later: Among them, his trusty laptop with wireless internet access. He planned on doing some research on the owner of this place, find out if that womans story was true and if so then why the guy just up and disappeared like that. Until he knew what was going on, he preferred to have as little contact with these women as possible. He stayed in the room for several hours until he was pretty sure that all of them were asleep. He put on his coat and quietly opened the door and listened for any noises. There was a TV on somewhere in the house. He could just barely hear the audio from it. He decided on taking a chance. He was good at sneaking around. He had to be considering the profession he was in. He quietly crept down the stairs to the first floor. He stopped and listened for any footsteps. He heard nothing. He snuck into the entrance lobby and quietly opened the front door. Once outside, he ran down the driveway and opened the gate. His car was parked in a patch of woods not far from the mansion. He located it and opened the passenger side door and took out a briefcase containing his equipment. Briefcase in hand he hurried back to the mansion. Once he was inside, he stopped to catch his breath, careful to breathe as silently as he could. He listened for any footsteps. There were none. He quietly snuck back up to the second floor.

Back in the guest bedroom, he powered up his laptop and started doing some research on the internet. He was able to find a picture of the guy who owned the place. He was a well dressed man with neatly trimmed dark hair. He appeared to be in his late 30's to early 40's. He continued his researching, he found out that the man was a slave owner, who lived in the mansion and used it to throw parties for his circle of friends. The womans story checked out. She was telling the truth. Now for the interesting question: What happened to this man? He got a hunch: He cross referenced the mans name with records for the hospitals in the area. Nothing. He cross referenced the mans name with all of the hospital databases in the country. He found several matches. On one hospitals database, nearly 200 miles away from the mansion, he hit paydirt. According to the database the mansions owner was brought to the hospital in an ambulance just over a year ago and died shortly thereafter. He suffered from wounds caused by a car accident. The big question was answered. He was dead, thats why he never returned. Another question formed in his mind: If he was dead, who owned the mansion now? He started looking into the real estate databases. He found a file on the mansion's ownership. Appearantly it was co owned by that guy and his 6 slaves. Which ment that the 6 girls were all the owners of the mansion...they were slaves without a master... He smiled broadly. Such an opportunity this was! This huge house with its pretty slave girls was just begging to be taken over! He would become their new master!

He was too excited to go to sleep. He decided to wander around the mansion, give himself a little tour of the place. He had seen parts of it in his previous ventures. Now that he was sure that he was in no danger, he decided it was safe to freely walk around the mansion. He decided to check out the basement. From what he learned from his researching, the basement should be a torture room of sorts. He was correct. After descending the steps, he came to an iron door. Inside he found pretty much what he expected, and a few things that were a suprise to him. One was this large computer with wires coming from it. The wires led to a room with chains set in the walls. After examining the computer, he found an interface port on the back. He decided to go back upstairs and get his laptop. He came back down with the laptop and an interface cable. He turned on the big computer and saw a keyboard slide out and a panel opening up to reveal a monitor. Maybe he wouldn't be needing his laptop after all. There was no password protection for the computer. Now he felt silly for wasting time bringing his laptop down. After poking around the contents of the hard drive, he soon discovered something which shocked and delighted him. This computer was designed to overwrite a persons personalty. Those wires had electrodes on them that attached to the subjects head. The chains were there of course to keep the subject from escaping. He studied the files in the computer for hours. Appearantly it could be used to make a slave loyal to another master. All the computer needed was a picture of the person that the slave was to be loyal to. He opened a program on the computer and saw a tiny light blink above the monitor. Then an image of him appeared on the screen. Perfect... If he had any trouble with any of the girls, he could just bring them down here and give them an attitude adjustment.

April heard laughter coming from down the hallway. She ran towards it. She opened a door. There was her master having a humorus conversation with the other slaves. April tried to get his attention but he ignored her. She shouted to him, but he acted as if he didnt hear her. None of the other slaves seemed to realize she was there. She went up to touch her master and screamed as her fingers went through him...

April awoke gasping. Cold sweat trickled down her body. She felt her face, then her arms, then her body. She was alive! She wasn't a ghost! It had been just another dream. Nothing more.

Max had been up for several hours. He had been testing out the mind control device in the basement on Patricia. She had been a bit reluctant to have sex with him. Not anymore though. she now lay there on the floor exausted. He had fucked her several times after she swore total loyalty to him. The other girls, after seeing what he had done to Patricia, had become much more accomidating towards him. He had all of them under his control except April who was still asleep far as he knew. He figured April would be just as eager to serve him, espeaclly knowing what he had done to Patricia. He heard water running upstairs and knew that April was up and about. The hot water ran down April's body as she washed herself. She was unsure of the man who had come to stay with them. He seemed like he was hiding something, but she had no idea what. Master had always told her to treat guests with courtesy and respect. She would do that, but she would be glad when he left. There was just something about him that she didn't like. She finished washing her hair and left the bathroom. Max was waiting for her out in the hallway. "Hello beautiful." he said. April was a bit suprised to see him. "Oh, hello sir. Is there something you want?" she asked him. "Yes. I want you to get on your hands and knees and spread those pretty legs of yours." he said. April looked at him in shock. "I'm sorry sir, but master wouldn't allow that." she said. "I am your master now, and I say down on the floor bitch!" he said in a threatening tone. April started to get angry. "You are not my master! My master is away! You are a guest and will be treated as such!" she said. He grabbed her by the arm and she started struggling. She broke free and started running. He chased after her. She knew the mansion much better then he did and she soon lost him. She heard him yell out "Find her and bring her to the basement!"

After nearly an hour of hiding, and Max and the other girls searching for her, April emerged from her hiding place. She took a look around to make sure nobody was there, then she quietly tiptoed to her masters bedroom. She snuck inside and locked the door. Masters bedroom was the size of an average apartment. It contained a huge bed with a portrait of him hanging above it. April sat on the floor at the foot of his bed and looked up at the portrait. "Master, this madman has entered your house and has taken over your slaves! He's looking for me right now. What should I do master?" she softly asked the portrait. There was no response from it. She had to think...what could she do...None of the other slaves would help her. She knew their loyalty had shifted from her to him. If he found her he would either hurt her or kill her or fuck with her mind. Why had she let him stay the night?! She should have known better then that! She could punish herself later. Right now she had to think of a way to fix this mess.... She would have to leave the mansion. Yes! She would leave and search for her master! She would find him and they would return and he would take care of that creep! But, how could she get out of the mansion without being spotted? She had to get her snowsuit, she couldnt leave naked. She had to get her snowsuit and sneak out. She decided to wait until dark. She got into her masters bed even though it was forbidden for her to do so and just laid there. Master could punish her later for this. She would welcome it.

She heard Max talking to Lily just a few feet from the bedroom door. She quietly got out of bed and tiptoed to the door to hear better "No, she would never go into the old masters bedroom. She would never break one of old masters rules, master." she heard Lily say. "Any other places she might hide in?" Max asked her. Lily paused for a moment. "The underground passage master! The one that leads to the bath house!" she said. "Where is it?" he asked her. "Theres a panel in the rec room. You place your hand on it and the wall opens up. Your hand won't open it, but mine will master." she said. "Good. I'll have to reprogram that panel to work for me." he said. April listened as their footsteps faded away. Maybe her master would overlook her breaking his bedroom rule when he knew how it had saved her from being captured. No, she still deserved to be punished, bit she would worry about that later. About 40 minutes later she heard another conversation, this time between Max and Carol. It was faint, suggesting that they were on the floor below. "Yes master! Behind those doors are the treasures that belonged to the old master." she said "Thats what I thought, and this April keeps the key hidden somewhere right?" he asked her. "Yes master. If I knew where it was I would tell you, but she never told us where she hid it. She didn't trust us with the old masters valuables." she said. April smiled. She was glad that she had hidden the keys to her masters treasures. That creep would never get his hands on them.

Later that day, Max relaxed in the heated pool in the bath house. That April was good at hiding. He had set up a makeshift alarm system with the items in his briefcase that would go off and alert the girls if April tripped any wires. He had every exit to the huge house covered, except the higher windows. Even if she got one of those windows open, she couldn't get far naked. He had hidden the 6 snowsuits in his car, which was parked outside the main gate, which was locked with a padlock. If she got out of the mansion, she would have to make it to the gate, in 12 degree weather, totally naked, without being seen. Then she would have to pick the lock open and break into his car. This assuming that she even found out where he had hidden the snowsuits. Earlier he had given Carol and Teresa an "attitude adjustment" just to make sure they were loyal to him. Sandy and Lily had become fanatically loyal after seeing Carol and Teresa pledge their loyalty to him. As soon as he found April, she too would become loyal to him. He lay back in the water and looked up at the skylight. The guy who owned this place before sure had good taste. The other girls were busy looking for April. They had tried every room on the third floor and most of the rooms on the second floor and most of the rooms on the first floor. They checked all the TV rooms and checked her bedroom. April heard footsteps passing by the bedroom door several times. "Please don't check in here!" she thought to herself.

Hours passed. Max was in the main TV room. He had decided to call off the search. Eventually, she would have to come out of hiding. She would have to get hungry sooner or later. He was busy channel surfing. The guy who used to own the place must have had the largest selection of porn stations on the planet! Most of the 750 channels were porn. Some were news channels, and a few were regular movie channels. Sandy lay next to him on the couch. He stroked her sand colored hair. He could barely believe it. Just a month ago, he was low on money, living in a cheap motel and paying over the hill hookers for a good time. Now he was a freakin billionare, with beautiful slave girls and all the porno he could ever want! All he needed to do was tie up a few loose ends, then he would have all of the girls sign over ownership of the house to him. He wouldn't have to break into peoples houses anymore. He would pay off all his gambling debts as well. And, when he got tired of the girls, he could sell them and buy new slaves. He looked at Sandy's beautiful face and smiled. He wouldn't get tired of any of them for a long time...

April watched the sun sink lower and lower through the stained glass windows in her masters bedroom. She was hungry and scared. She held out hope that her master would enter the bedroom and tell her that everything was all right and that the creep was gone. Thats how it worked in the movies: The hero always saves the girl from the bad guy. The sky continued to darken. She didn't dare turn on any lights, lest she reveal her hiding place. She sat on the bed and watched as the sun set. Now it was totally dark. She had to make her move now. She listened for any footsteps or conversation. She heard nothing. She ever so quietly opened the door and tiptoed out into the hallway. No lights on. After walking a few steps she faintly heard a TV playing. She determined that it was coming from the main TV room on the first floor. Most likely that creep was in there watching TV. She tiptoed down the hallway, listening for any noises. She had to get to the snowsuits. She would get a snowsuit, get to her car, and drive away from there. Suddenly a question formed in her mind: Where would she go? She stopped and just stood there. Where would she go? As far away from the mansion as her car would take her, but then what? She had an idea. She could go to some of masters friends and ask them if they knew where her master was. They would help her find him. They might even come back with her and take care of that creep.

She quietly snuck down the stairs to the first floor. She froze. She heard a noise. She waited by the foot for several seconds before she proceeded. She snuck to the closet where the snowsuits were. she quietly opened the door. The snowsuits were missing! The only thing in the closet was a note that said: "Nice try April". She started to panic. What now?! She had clothes in her room. She could dress up in layers. She quietly snuck to the foot of the stairs and started climbing them quietly. On the second floor she froze. There was Teresa walking down the hallway. Her back was turned so she didn't see her. April waited until she was out of view, then she quietly snuck towards her bedroom. She got to her bedroom and quietly opened the door. She opened all the drawers in her dresser and pulled out every article of clothing she had. All of her clothes were pretty skimpy and tight. Master never allowed her to wear anything loose or baggy. She started putting on the clothing. After she was dressed she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked kinda silly wearing a miniskirt over two pairs of jeans with 3 tea shirts on and a pair of sandals, but it would have to do. She snuck out of the room and crept down the stairs to the first floor. She quietly snuck into the entrance lobby and opened the front door. She heard an alarm go off. She started running towards the garage. She had to get to her car! The clothing she was wearing did little to keep the cold out and slowed her down somewhat.

She made it to the garage and made a mad dash for her car. She opened it up and jumped inside. The keys were missing! She saw people entering the garage. There was Max with a big smile on his face, followed by Carol, Patricia, Lily and Sandy. Carol shut the garage door. April tried to get past them but Patricia and Carol grabbed her. Max walked up to her and touched her cheek with his hand. "Well that was a fun game dear, but the partys over." he said. April spat at him. "Fuck you!" she shouted at him. "My my, your dead master would not like you acting this way." he said. April started struggling against the two girls. She wanted to strangle him! "How DARE you say that my master is dead!" she shouted. "Oh, but he is dear. See, the reason he's been away for so long is because he got into a car accident and died." he said with a smile. "You're lying!" she said. "It doesn't matter anyway." he said. He took a syrange out of his pocket. April watched as a squirt of fluid shot out of the needle tip. "Soon you won't even care about your old master." he said grinning. April started struggling with all her might. "Hold her still." he said to the other two girls. Now all 4 girls were holding Aprils arms and legs. She felt him push the needle into her forearm. She let out a soft cry as it punctured her skin. "There. In a few minutes that sedative should take hold." he said. He watched as her struggling grew weaker and weaker. "You... bastard..." she mumbled as she drifted off into a forced slumber.