Chapter 27

Mila-Whore

Rukia -Slut

September 21th, 2007

3:03pm.

I went downstairs to get the lists from the girls. They were watching "Titanic". Hopefully they agreed on the movie since it is well over two hours. I took the lists and went back upstairs. I'm always careful not to let them know exactly when I'm leaving the house or when I return.

Wow. Women. The "Need" list was fucking huge. Who the hell needs all this crap? Q-tips, alcohol, bobby pins? What do they do with all of this? Bronzer? What the fuck is that? Oh well, I'll figure it out.

Slut's personal list was also huge. Dr. Pepper, Oreo's, a dozen different CD's, etc. There were over 40 items on her list. I'm not too suprised honestly.

Whore's list was much different, to say the least still huge though. Flat irons, pressing comb, bonnett, a ragtail comb, edge control. She also requested some marijuana Purple Haze and Orange Sherbet. Alot of the items on Whore's list I would have to drive into the bad side of town for which may cause some suspicion. Not too many middle aged Japanese men walking around buying weed and black woman hair care items over there. 'Curiosity got the best of me and I looked up what the items were online along with what bronzer was for.' Obviously Whore would only be able to use most of the items on her list under my super strict watchful eye. But to be honest I like the whole curly look she has going on with her hair right now.

But it was the last line on Whore's list really threw me for a loop "Someone to love me".

I'm still not sure if she is trying to manipulate me, but in a different way than Slut did, or if she is really this sad and lonely.

September 21st, 2007

7:14pm.

I returned from shopping leaving the girls alone for the night after checking on them and bringing them some food. They were still watching TV. It must have been Whore's turn because they were watching rap music videos.

Tomorrow is Saturday and our weekly "Cleaning Day". They don't know it yet, because I made it up just now. The upstairs of the house has become a mess since I haven't been paying attention anymore.

September 22nd, 2007

12:18pm.

I have the girls upstairs cleaning the house, as I sit in the dining room on my laptop. I found several places to anchor chains. None of them are fool-proof, but good enough with me sitting here. They couldn't break them without making a lot of noise.

Whore, as the Junior Slave, got restroom and window washing duties, while Slut did the dishes, cleaned the refrigerator and is now mopping the kitchen floor. She also has a load of their clothes in the dryer. They should be done cleaning in another hour or so.

They both look out the windows every chance they get.

September 22nd, 2007

9:35pm.

The girls did a really good job cleaning the house today. They are downstairs watching TV. I have worked out a bit of a surprise for them. I drilled in to the deck in the back yard and installed two rings to attach chains, fired up the grill and am about to go get them for a nice cook-out. They have been very good this week and I thought some time outside would be good for them. The back of my house faces the woods so there is little danger anyone would ever get close enough to notice they were chained up.

I went downstairs and got the girls. They seemed to be very happy to be going outside. I took them out and chained them up. Slut asked if she could sunbathe. I told her she could and started preparing the chicken.

A few minutes later, I turned around and Slut was lying in just her underwear on her back, on a lawn chair, shading her eyes with her arm.

I walked inside, grabbed my sunglasses and went back outside.

"Slut, if you are going to sunbathe, take the panties off too. Tan lines are not attractive." I said as I tossed her my sunglasses.

I noticed just then that I was calling her "Slut" a lot less frequently. And it just didn't seem to fit as much anymore . I mean yes she had the bitchy and spoiled streak running through her, but this girl just did not seem at all like a slut brat yes slut...not so much anymore.

As the day grew on I kept glancing over at Slut. The sun glistening off her lightly sweating, already tanned body was getting to me.

Overall, we had quite an enjoyable afternoon. I think the sun and air did them some good. They also met my dog Lex. Whore played with him and fed him table scraps but Slut kept her distance. She didn't seem to like him. I'm not too surprised Slut is the type that likes all attention centred on her.

About 7:30pm, as the sun was starting to get less intense, I had the girls help me clean up the grill and picnic table. I purposely left the extra large tub of butter out.

I then brought Whore back downstairs and locked the doors as I went back up, telling her Slut would be down in a few minutes.

I went back outside. Slut was sitting there, looking off in to the woods.

"I brought Whore back downstairs. Did you get any more of a tan today?" I asked.

She spun her arms around, looking at them closely. "I think so, Master." she replied.

"You are incredibly sexy when you are tanning." I said.

"...Thank you, Master." She said, quite surprised.

"I think it is time I got a sample of that pussy of yours." I said.

"Master?... Ok, Master." she stammered.

I moved the butter to her edge of the table and told her to remove her clothes again, as I removed my clothes and sat on top of the picnic table.

"Take this butter and slowly smear it all over your body, except your face and hair. Keep the sunglasses on"

"Yes, Master." she said, and did as ordered.

I watched as she slid her hands all over her near-perfect and tanned body. My cock was standing at full attention.

As she was doing her thighs and getting near her crotch, I said "Make sure to lubricate your pussy especially well."

"Ok, Master." She said.

When she was done, I motioned for her to come over to me, which she did. I was sitting on the edge of the table. "Squat down and suck my cock. Do not get on your knees or the dirt will stick to you." Slut was already pretty short which was one of the things I liked about her. So she didn't have so squat too far down.

"Ok, Master, Like this?" she said as she put my cock in her mouth and started trying to move like I had forced her to do before.

"Not... no... listen, just take the butter and smear it all over me, especially my cock." I said.

She really was awkward at sucking cock. This girl still needs a lot of work. I'll make sure to have a traning session with her and Whore together.

She lubed up my chest, stomach and legs and started walking around behind me.

"Just the front is fine. Do my cock and balls now." I said, lying down on the table.

She smeared the butter all over my cock, and worked it in to my pubic hair and under my balls.

"Climb up here on top of me." I said.

She straddled me as I massaged her tits and sides, down to her hips, back around to her ass, then slid my hands back up to her tits.

"Rub your body against mine. Slid your tits up and down my body" I said.

She took long strokes with her tits, running them from just above my crotch area, up to my neck and then back down, as she straddled me on her hands and knees.

I reached for the butter and took out a big glob with three fingers. "Move towards me a bit." I told her and reached under her cunt, smearing the butter and parting her lips with my middle finger, working her lips to loosen and open them.

I took her by the hips and guided her over my dick, saying "Grab my cock and lower yourself on to it, until it is all the way inside of you."

She did as she was told. She was not especially tight, but it was a nice fit. She slowly slid down, small grimaces showing on her face as she inched it up inside her.

When she finally reached bottom, I grabbed her by the hips and held her in place for a moment.

"Now fuck me. Do it however you want. Show me how well you can fuck!" I said, trying to encourage her.

She started moving her ass up and down with her hands on my chest.

She started out slowly, and a little awkwardly, but after a minute or so she seemed to get in to a good rhythm. She sat straight up, very stiffly, tits proudly raised high by her posture and they were gently bobbing up and down with her motions.

I grabbed one of her slippery tits in each of my hands, running my thumbs in circles around her nipples and kneading them like I was making bread.

She started pumping her hips in waves now, like she was on one of those bull riding machines, as she lightly ran her fingers across my stomach and upper-groin area. She was not showing any signs of enjoying it or having an orgasm. It was more like she was on a mission to prove she was good at something.

And good she was. It did not take long for me to explode in to her. I'm not sure she even realized I had come because a minute or so after I came, she was still fucking me with gusto. I patted her on the hips and said "You can stop when you are ready." I wanted to give her the opportunity to have an orgasm if she wanted.

She apparently wasn't trying to orgasm. She slowly raised up and let my dick flop out. Before dismounting, she looked at me and said "Did I do alright, Master?"

I took her by the sides of her head, pulled her down to me and gave her a long, slow kiss, with just a bit of tongue and said "You did very... VERY well." She seemed pleased.

We got up and went downstairs. Whore looked at us surprised and confused.

"Take a good shower, Slut. Don't get butter all over everything." I said. Whore looked even more confused.

"I'll leave you two alone for the night. You can stay up as late as you want and watch TV. The clock is set for 9am." I said, as I went back upstairs to shower. Butter is fun, but it's a pain in the ass to wash off.

I have special plans for tomorrow night.