Isn't that right?" "Y-yes, Mistress B-beverly.Isn't that right?" "Y-yes, Mistress B-beverly. I'm your slave. I'll do anything you say." "Good! But you're not just MY slave, you know. You're also going to become the slave of each of the women here.... Karen and Linda and Mrs. Whitford, and even Carol and Marie! What do you think of that? Any objections?" The other women glanced at each other and Carol and Marie giggled a bit. "No, Mistress Beverly... I-I mean YES Mistress... I mean NO, Mistress Beverly. I have no objections..." Tommy was sniffling a bit, and more than a bit confused, but he was so scared of Beverly right now that he was petrified of saying the wrong thing. "I'm glad I'm their slave." "Excellent! Then you'll be happy to hear that I've decided that you're to spend one night a week from now on serving each of your new Mistresses. Since Linda lives at home with her parents I've decided that her day with you will be Saturday. You will give her a key to your house and you will be available to her to use, or play with, or spank, or show off to her friends, or do anything she wants all day Saturday... EVERY Saturday. Do you understand me?" Linda clapped her hands in delight as she heard Tommy stutter out "Y-yes Mistress, anything she wants. I p-promise." "Good! Then Monday nights will be for Mrs. Whitford, Tuesday nights will be for Marie, Wednesdays for Carol, Thursdays for Karen and Fridays will be for me! That's every week from now on, slave. Do you understand what this means? Anything they want! And Fridays for me. |